Joey is out of school, didn't fucking ask for much Couldn't get a job, the marines his last hope Down at the frontline, with a gun not a toy Kill many men, not asking what for
Oh (x8)
Joey's family, the comrades next to him Die one by one, his luck is running out Joey wrote back home, his parents unemployed The rich is fuckin laughing, profits from the war
Oh (x8) GO!
Joey is off to die, for another senseless war No arms, no legs - his mother cries at home Joey wears the flag, so proud to fight for us And for a government, that doesn't give a fuck
Oh (x8) GO!
Oh (x8) GO!
Oh (x8)
Joey is off to die, for another senseless war No arms, no legs - his mother cries at home Joey wears the flag, so proud to fight for us And for a government, that doesn't give a fuck
Marching to the left, marching to the right Marching on the frontline, what a fuckin sight Marching to the left, marching to the right Marching on the frontline, what a way to die
Joey, Joey, Joey Tell me what you see now Joey, Joey, Joey Please come back home now
Marching to the left, marching to the right Marching on the frontline, what a fuckin sight Marching to the left, marching to the right Marching on the frontline, what a way to dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
