Good Little Soldiers

There are many roads to travel

And many deeds to do

Knots to be unraveled

'Fore the darkness falls on you

And the pieces of the puzzle

Fall right into place

In the ashes and the rubble

Lies a picture of his face

And he's talking to you and me

Hear what he wants us to be

Good little soldiers

Good little soldiers

There are many ways of hating

And many things to hate

And it feels like we've been waiting

For a voice to set us straight

'Cause we need a common devil

An enemy for all

Foreign looking and dishevelled

Not like us at all

And he's talking to you and me

Hear what he wants us to be

Good little soldiers

Good little soldiers

Good little soldiers

Good little soldiers

Good little soldiers

Good little soldiers