A gang outsde the chemsts restless in the night
Conversation turns to the war they have to fight
Worried passers by too old to understand
How k ds in thirty years have gained the upper hand
Tomorrow s soldier is on the street
Jeans to the knee boots on his feet
Tomorrows soldiers first battle is won
When his life has only just began
The mind of a schoolboy, sees it crystal clear
Warriors from down the road, nothing to fear
Gone through the basic training, taught by higher ranks
Today it`s fists and monkey boots, tomorrow bombs and tanks
The children don`t die from their tribal warring
But at twenty one it`s a different story
The uniform must change, die to save your land
The Generals can`t see you, they`re safely underground
Tomorrow`s soldier is on the war
Hasn`t got a clue what he`s fighting for
Tomorrow`s soldier`s last battle is fought
And his life comes to a grinding halt