He's five feet two and he's six feet four He fights with missiles and with spears He's all of thirty-one and he's always seventeen He's been a soldier for a thousand years He's fighting for Britain and he's fighting for Iraq He's fighting for the USA He's fighting for the Russians and he's fighting for Japan And he thinks he'll put an end to war this way He's fighting for democracy he's fighting for the reds He says he's for the peace of all He's the one who must decide who's to live and who's to die And he never sees the writing on the wall But without him how would Hitler have condemned him at Le Val Without him Caesar would have stood alone He's the one who gives his body as the weapon of the war And without him all this killing can't go on He's the universal soldier He really is to blame His sword has come from far away no more They come from you and me And brothers / sisters can't you see This is not the way we put an end to war?