(words and music by Mr. Brett) All good soldiers crack like boulders The sun climbs up to a razon, Violins, new boots, and numbers on a chain All good soldiers All good soldiers fall in line When they march and shout- Are a spectacle Marching and singing- Will go abnywhere the president says- Because the president believes in god- Like all good soldiers wait like warheads- When the fighting starts who will Be accountable, a cannibal, a cannoball It's six A.M. I can see my breath And the clay dirt Is laughing at the weekling boy- Today is the day That I'll write my friends Its something I've been Trying to remenber- I had a dream of a wall That was twenty-one stories tall... All good soldiers fall in line When they march and shout- Are a respectable Marching and signing- Will go anywhere the president says- Because the president believes in god- Like all good soldiers should
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