He joined up to get a job, to show he wasn't scared    All wrapped up in that army crowd, he thought he'd be prepared    Well at the age of seventeen, he was forced to choose    Now at the age of twenty-one, he's in Catch 22 GO!       He joined up for just three years, it seemed a small amount    But what they didn't tell him was the first two didn't count    At the age of seventeen, how was he to know    That at the age of twenty-one he'd still have more to go?       Tin soldier!    He signed away his name    Tin soldier!    No chance of cash or fame.    Tin soldier!    Well now he knows the truth!    Tin soldier!    He signed away his youth       He joined up 'cause dad knew right, to do right by his son    Well now he hates and he counts the days that mark time on square one    At the age of seventeen he did what he was told    Now at the age of twenty-one, tin still won't turn to gold!       About Face To the left, right, left right left, To the left, left, left right left...    He thought the age of seventeen he'd fall in line too soon    Now at the age of twenty-one he still marches two by two    One-two-three-four    One-two-three-four One-two-three-four ONE-TWO-THREE-GO!    What is he fighting for?    A fucking war?    Tin soldier! Tin soldier!