A telegram through the post
Says sorry your son is dead
He was only doing his duty
When he got a bullet through his head
He was standing in a doorway just sheltering from the rain
His d**h was instantaneous he wouldn't have felt the pain
He was only doing his duty
For a country he thought was great
But he didn't seem to realise
Its built purely out of hate
His parents mourn his wife breaks down his children scream and cry
A soldier lies dead in Belfast and a nation wonders why!
Are you looking for the answer?
Cause you really don't have a clue!
You're taught to support the colors of the red the white the blue
As the d**h toll rises in Belfast
New war strategies are declared
If it wasn't for all the k**ings
Would the feelings not be shared?