all your friends

on and on

you're told which side you're on

ahh

you're forced you're thrown

to become the scythe to cut the corn

ahh

and all your friends they ride into the sunset

fly into the sunset and away they go

all your friends they ride into the sunset

fly into the sunset and away they're thrown

into the fire

ten below

the call comes on the radio

ahh

over you go

and the red now all the rivers flow

the poppies grow

ahh

all your friends they ride into the sunset

fly into the sunset and away they blow

and all your friends they ride into the sunset

ride into the sunset and they're taken home

open fire

open fire

open fire

open fire

open fire

just to ride and fire