Joe is out of school, didn't ing ask for much, couldn't get a job, the marines his last hope. down on the frontlines with a gun, not a toy. killed many men, not asking what for! Whoah (etc.. etc.. etc..) Joey's family: the comrades next to him, die one by one his luck is running out! Joey writes back home his family is unemployed, rich ing laughing, profits from the war! Whoah (etc.. etc.. etc..) Joe 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 ! Whoah! (etc.. etc.. etc..) Marching to the left, marching to the right, marching on the front line, what a F***ing sight! Marching to the left, marching to the right, marching on the front lines 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 front line, what a F***ing sight! Marching to the left, marching to the right, marching on the front lines what a way to die! -The Casualties: Unknown Soldier.
