Boy your shirt's too big your trembling fingers
They are stained with nicotine
Boy your hair's too short do you find it so tough
To live inside their scheme
Boy your future's bright like the colours of the new tattoo
Upon your arm
Where a bayonet passes thru a bleeding heart that hangs above
Her naked charms
Boy your skin's too clean the enemy could spot you
From a mile away
My heart was in my mouth when I saw you in the middle
Of that road today
Young man your eyes are far away
I know you've seen enough today
I think you'd better go home
Boy you look unsafe in that bullet proof vest
That they gave to you
Boy your hand is on the rifle but your mind is on the letter
Your friend sent to you
He says on looking back he exposed himself
To all the dangers
He says he gave himself away he was blinded by rules
And beaten by angels
Boy faith lives here so charity's gone begging
And hope is blind
You have to turn off when he tells you of the thing
That he has on his mind
Young man your eyes are far away
I know you've seen enough today
I think you'd better go home