A wretched outcast. With no point of view. What could I do?. Just military servants. I carry out the powerful vulgarian view. I scatter gloom. Do as I say or I'll scatter you. Oh but no no no no no no. You can't blame me. I'm just an innocent soldier. There would be no war. If not for me. I'm just a sweet little soldier. No no no no no no no no. You can't blame me. I'm just an innocent soldier. Give me an order!. I'll blow up a border. Give me an order. And I'll blow up your daughter. Call me brave. Call me a peace-making hero. Call me anything except what I am. From a class without. I haven't a clue. What the war is about. I haven't got a clue. Have you?. Oh but no no no no no no. You can't blame me. I'm just an innocent soldier. There would be no war. If not for me. I'm just a sweet little soldier. No no no no no no. You can't blame me. After all I'm just honour-mad. cannon-fodder. Honour-mad cannon-fodder. I'm honour-mad cannon-fodder. I'm honour-mad cannon-fodder. Duty done by. The moment at hand. I am answerable. Only to Jesus. And with the grace of God. I will die in my own bed. If you wonder what's in my head. It's just the hatred for all human life. When I lose mine my mother will say. He died doing the job he loved. But I died with a bullet to the forehead!. That wasn't the job I loved!. That wasn't the job I loved!. That wasn't the job I loved!. It's funny how the war goes on. Without our John. Without our John. It's funny how the war goes on. Without our John. Without our John. La la la la la la la