They give no medals for sinners like us
They give no medals for killers like us
They dress them up in uniforms
And ship them to the bullet storm
That's how the honor is born
CHORUS
They'll wash us with shame
And ship to the mass grave
For sinners just like you and me
They'll trash our ashes
And they'll trash our dusts
We sinned, but not in their name
CHORUS
We didn't dress in uniforms
And didn't have our flesh torn
They didn't like the vows we had sworn
We didn't wear their colours
Nor fight for their dollars
Join the army, make our mothers mourn
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