One Little Soldier

One Little Soldier - Patrik Fitzgerald

Written by：Patrick Fitzgerald

He put his shoulder to the wheel

And turned his back against the world

Spoke his mind too many times

Opened his mouth a little too wide

They're going to put you in the gas-chamber sonny

Strap you into the electric chair

Tie you on to the rack

With paving stones upon your back

With your friends on the top to crush you quicker

Sometimes I wonder

If this is worth all the effort

Sometimes I wonder

If this is all quite fair where

People wait for you to speak their minds their thoughts

Then take away all of their cares

That's so convenient with no commitment

You'll get your hero here on easy terms

But that's the way things are you can't change that

So I'll be here until your last flame of interest flickers

Until your last flame of interest flickers

One little soldier stands alone

One little soldier for the firing squad

He turned a traitor overnight

One little soldier says a last goodnight

He put his shoulder to the wheel

But I would say he got an unfair deal

Spoke his mind too many times

And he is shot down

You shouldn't be so naive

You shouldn't be so naive

Shot down

You shouldn't be so naive

You shouldn't be so naive

Shot down

You shouldn't be so naive

You shouldn't be so naive

You shouldn't be so naive

You shouldn't be so naive

You shouldn't be so naive

You shouldn't be so naive

You shouldn't be so naive