The end of armistice
And universal peace
No suspension

Of hostilities
Prophecy of bad news
This is no fun

Come into your own
And take off your gun
The enemy behind

Like an awful drag
You'd better have eyes
In the back of your head

Move into position
Put up a good fight
Don't forget the sleeping pills

A kind of suicide

Forget the rules

Forget the odds
Protect your own
War is guts


Back to war


You will be wrapped up
In your $$#iduous work
Offer your service

To clean up the world
The hostile scum
If looks could kill

Contact with the enemy
That you will feel
Centered on you

Touch and go
Put up with the pain
Await the blow

Fix them for what
They've done to you
Don't fall into line

Don't care what you do

Forget the rules

Forget the odds
Protect your own
War is guts


Back to war


War of independence
Don't beat a retreat
Combative in

The seasoned league
You are sure
Of your success

Never shut the eyes
To the horrible facts
Revolution and cowardice

To get the might
Never let them
Out of your sight

When you fall on the field
They'll bring you home
To the peaceful place

Where you were born

Forget the rules

Forget the odds
Protect your own
War is guts


Back to war