Letras: Stiff Little Fingers. Nobody's Heroes. Tin Soldier.

He joined up to get a job
And show he wasn't scared
Swapped Boy Scout hat for army cap

At the age of 17, he was forced to choose
Now at the age of 21, he's in Catch 22

He joined up for just three years
It seemed a small amount
But, they didn't tell him that the first two didn't count

At the age of 17, how was he to know?
That at the age of 21, he'd still have one to go?

Tin soldier
He signed away his name
Tin soldier
No chance for cash or fame

Tin soldier
Now, he knows the truth
Tin soldier
He signed away his youth

He joined up 'cos dad knew best to do right by his son
Now, he hates and counts the dates
That mark time on square one

At the age of 17, he did as he was told
Now at the age of 21, tin still won't turn to gold

Tin soldier
He signed away his name
Tin soldier
No chance for cash or fame

Tin soldier
Now, he knows the truth
Tin soldier
He signed away his youth

If at the age of 17, you fall in line too soon
At the age of 21, you'll still march to their tune

Tin soldiers
You sign away your name
No chance for cash or fame
You never see the truth
You sign away your youth

You go and join the queue
Do what they want you to
They take away your name
They treat you all the same
Sign away you life