I complain "hard times still remain! "
My commander told me at breakfast
"you're not the first or last"
Oh my God, ho my gun
I'm scared "Hey! Take care my boy"
My enemy's stronger than me
And I can't wait to run away

Hard to dream
Is hard to me and you
Tryin to stay alive
Is hard to me
Is hard to me and you
Find the reason why

Why should we trust that we will grow old here
With hope of happiness in this insane world?

Goes on! Oppression goes on untill
(or while) all cowards nd your parasites
"prune your life to more or less"
Oh my Job, ho my money
I'm scared "Hey! Take care my boy"
Yor enemy's stronger than you
And you should not to run away