"Soldier Boy" lyrics
Good solid build
This ripe young kid has sharpened up for killing men
Polished new shoes and uniform
Not a bad sort, just came here on a whim
And now our soldier boy is missing home
And now our little boy is dead as a stone
Big toothy grin, peach fuzz on cheeks
Snow-white combed hair, lanky physique
Mobile, but awkwardly made-up
Like some old wannabe debutante
And now our soldier boy is leaving his own
And this old rag-tag neighborhood is folded up and gone
Good solid build
This ripe young kid has sharpened up for killing men
Polished new shoes and uniform
Not a bad sort, just came here on a whim
And now our soldier boy is missing home
And now our little boy is dead as a stone
Big toothy grin, peach fuzz on cheeks
Snow-white combed hair, lanky physique
Mobile, but awkwardly made-up
Like some old wannabe debutante
And now our soldier boy is leaving his own
And this old rag-tag neighborhood is folded up and gone
And now our little boy is missing home
And now our soldier boy is dead as a stone
And this bright young kid is killing men
Polished new shoes and uniform
This ripe young kid has sharpened up for killing men
Polished new shoes and uniform
Not a bad sort, just came here on a whim
And now our soldier boy is missing home
And now our little boy is dead as a stone
Big toothy grin, peach fuzz on cheeks
Snow-white combed hair, lanky physique
Mobile, but awkwardly made-up
Like some old wannabe debutante
And now our soldier boy is leaving his own
And this old rag-tag neighborhood is folded up and gone
Good solid build
This ripe young kid has sharpened up for killing men
Polished new shoes and uniform
Not a bad sort, just came here on a whim
And now our soldier boy is missing home
And now our little boy is dead as a stone
Big toothy grin, peach fuzz on cheeks
Snow-white combed hair, lanky physique
Mobile, but awkwardly made-up
Like some old wannabe debutante
And now our soldier boy is leaving his own
And this old rag-tag neighborhood is folded up and gone
And now our little boy is missing home
And now our soldier boy is dead as a stone
And this bright young kid is killing men
Polished new shoes and uniform
Writer(s): John Arch, Victor Arduini
