Yazoo

Go and join the army
Said the father to the son
See the world around you boy
And learn to use a gun
Think you're something special
Well, we'll make you just the same
There's nothing wrong in dying
After all, it's just a game
- Just a game.
Read the morning paper
There's a picture of a cross
"We were proud in them days"
By the way, I think you lost
Trust me when I tell you boy