Little soldier, plastic pistol
aiming for the head
Now you see me, now you don't
You missed me, you're dead
Laughing, hiding in the bushes,
scatter for your life
Little soldier tripped and fell,
get him with your knife

Electric eye is loaded,
it shows them it's okay to kill
They eventually will

Mother calls you in for lunch,
put the war on hold
Too rough to play with other kids,
how many times you've been told
Laugh at pain it's silly
He'd make the soldiers bleed
Break the flesh, twist the bone,
bring them to their knees

You don't throw stick and stone,
you leave the little girls alone she said, leave them
alone
First sight of blood at ten,
fell off the swing and cracked his head, it's all red

A still and quiet conscience,
regardless of their doom,
The victims play, they're on their way,
Soldier Boy
No sense they have, of ills to come
Nor care beyond ills of today,
they've lost their way, Soldier Boy

Playgrounds into battle fields,
diapers into greens and stripes,
Mold plastic into steel, the war is real,
the solders fight tonight
Little solder falls once more,
sees red glow like the sun
Mother calls him back to
Arlington, in Washington

You don't throw stick and stone,
you leave the little girls alone she said, leave them
alone
First sight of blood at ten,
fell off the swing and cracked his head, it's all red

A still and quiet conscience,
regardless of their doom,
The victims play, they're on their way,
Soldier Boy
No sense they have, of ills to come
Nor care beyond ills of today,
they've lost their way, Soldier Boy