Gather courage from the ones beside younIn tattered uniforms of canvasnWaiting for their number to be callednTheir eyes fixed straight with hatrednStand to cry freedom with an arrogant voicenLeave behind younExchanging lovers for the rust-red riflenIn your hands clenched tight nAnd with your bloodshot eyes nFixed straight with hatrednStand strong and fix bayonets boysnnHere it comes, baby, cover your eyesnNumber one of a million goodbyesnLook out, look outnnWell I feel no decaynThat part of me is gone, nThat part of me has left and gone awaynAnd I praynOff track, you're never coming back to menFor this world, they'll blow it away you seenSo come on, stand strong (step back) stand strongnStand strong and fix bayonets boysnnIt's another choice, but you can't decidenAnd this cataclysm is televised, sonClose your doors, nOpen up your eyesnThey're never coming homenIt's a twist that you can't decide inside