you never give up the army. go!
join the army at seventeen
two years later you're a killing machine
i gotta do whatever the army says
went to belfast just for fucking fun
walking about with my tommy gun
sooner or later you'll end up dead
you'll just be a line in your local paper
they bell us up 6 am in the morning
i've gotta get up or i'll be on fatigues
you walk through the guardroom for our keys
you've gotta do whatever the army says
i joined the army to learn to kill
i joined the army to be a man
but all i learned in eight long years
is gotta do whatever the army says