Golden Soldiers Songtext
von Golden Shoulders

Pull on your boots
And stand up straight
Get back in bed
And sleep in too late.

The battle field will go unstained
By phantom tanks and wrecks of planes
If no one cares
Then no one fights
And no one falls from brutal heights
Into the camps of enemies
With whom they somewhat disagree

Golden soldiers
Ignore the alarm
And your shoulders ache
Lay down your arms
Is it worth the fight
And worth the pain
To lose your right to complain.


Let marksmen try their best to miss
Their targets will be glad for this
The sad ones stay in sad platoons
They'll leave behind the trenches soon
The trench is put to better use
By planting seeds that will produce
Vine trees carved with initials of
The lucky ones who fall in love.

Golden soldiers
Ignore the alarm
And your shoulders ache
Lay down your arms
Is it worth the fight
And worth the pain
To lose your right to complain.

Surrender is a noble end
For fights with nothing to defend
And there won't be reason for the fight
When soldiers of the world unite