Fill my hands with your head
Cause no matter how low you duck you'll still get drafted
Cause this great ole country's
Got a debt up on its shoulders
You're just shell-shocked
Never thought
You'd be selling your body
To some fake god
Didn't get your high school diploma
Had to do something with your life
Why not put it up for your country?
I'm sure you'll make it out alive
Cause you got a face that's been passed down for thousands of years
And I know the world's egging you on
But you're so young
You're just shell-shocked
Never thought
You'd be selling your body
To some fake god
And I'll think of you
Under the Southern cross
Cause I know you'll die with its stars
In bold print upon your back