I can't see myself in my shoes no more
And I can't understand why anybody wants this war
The bomb's in the air and the fire's in the hole
And we all play a part but no one knows their role
Do I do it for god, country, unit, corps
Treason, honor, peace or war
Hawks are circling over me
There are doves outside my door
Hold you line and the line won't bend
You ain't seen a thing till you loose your friend
The boyish smile hides the battle scars
And you wonder just how innocent we are
Do I do it for god, country, unit, corps
Treason, honor, peace or war
Hawks are circling over me
There are doves outside my door
Marching dressed in black and green
And there ain't no home for a pacifist marine
Cause you play your games and you set your traps
And the real thing comes and you're stranded in your tracks
As you were
Do I do it for god, country, unit, corps
Treason, honor, peace or war
Hawks are circling over me
There are doves outside my door