F/ Buffy Sainte-Marie

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?