I'm a little tin soldier that wants to jump into your fire you are a look in your eye a dream passing by in the sky I don't understand all I need is treat
one two Disappointment condition a perfunctory prescription Of an indigent mindset, a belligerent silence We got all we need turning out of a tin can
life Revolves around Laughter and crying As my life turns Round and round Cannon fire burning On the hillside You and I are side by side Listen Tin soldiers
's my aim Gimme, gimme your hands, gimme, gimme your minds Gimme, gimme your hands, gimme, gimme your minds Gimme, gimme this, gimme, gimme that Toy tin soldiers
Long, long live love Love is to care Caring and sharing Long, long live love All the kids like ten tin soldiers in a row Followed hand in hand Sister
Close your eyes, beddy bye tin soldier Mommy says that it's time for sleep If my folks were wiser and older They'd know kids and toys don't need sleep
Oh, tell the tale of the wicked soldier Oh, tell the tale of the wicked man Oh, tell the tale of the wicked soldier Oh, tell the tale of the wicked man
And all that I knew was the hole in my shoe which Was letting in water (Letting in water) I walked through a field that just wasn't real With 100 tin soldiers
Tin soldiers and Nixon's coming We're finally on our own This summer I hear the drumming Four dead in Ohio Gonna get down to it, soldiers are cutting
Weathered statues Tin soldiers that march in our parks Wrapped in yellowed newsprint On their benches in the dark Their faces filled with sadness Sorrow
'll never know Nikita, counting ten tin soldiers in a row Nikita, counting ten tin soldiers in a row Nikita, counting ten tin soldiers in a row Nikita, counting ten tin soldiers
(neil young) Tin soldiers and nixon coming We're finally on our own This summer I hear the drumming Oh baby ohio Better get down to it Soldiers are
For seagull, I don't want your wings, I don't want your freedom in a lie On the quilted battlefields of soldiers dazzling, made of toy tin The big bomb
Well, my grandfather spoke to me And told me of his fears And he smashed my tin soldiers His eyes were full of tears Well, a river flew down my face
from no man's land They left their trenches and we left ours Beneath tin hats the smiles bloomed like wild flowers With photos cigarettes and pots of wine We built a soldier
it to you I'm as heavy as a feather Hallelujah You're a confused little soldier And the bullets go right through you So now I march you to a tin pan Through
Tin soldiers fought for what we got and now it's lost Spirits of two hundred years gets laundrode in the wash The keepers of the key have lied to you
ohio kent state was nothing so great have of have not forcing the point shot in the back take it back down trod soldier away flower power within kill