Oh, I marched to the battle of New Orleans At the end of the early British war Young land started growing Young blood started flowing I ain't marchin' anymore For I've k**ed my share of Indians In a thousand different fights I was there at the Little Big Horn I heard many men lying, saw many more dying But I ain't marchin' anymore Well, it's always the old to lead us to the war It's always the young to fall Now look at all we've done with the saber and the gun Tell me was it worth it all? For I stole California from the Mexican land Fought in the bloody Civil War Yeah, I even k**ed my brothers, so many others But I ain't marchin' anymore For I marched to the battles of the German trench In war and I was bound to end all wars Oh, I must have k**ed a million men Now they want me back again I ain't marchin' anymore Yeah, it's always the old to lead us to the war It's always the poor who die Now look how far we've come with the saber and the gun Tell me was it worth it all? For I flew the final mission in the Japanese sky I set off the mighty mushroom roar When I saw the cities burning I knew that I was learning That I ain't marchin' anymore 'Cause I saw into the hearts of the President's men I saw money pound like bodies on the floor I saw tears traded for dead mens Fears made for the buyin'