They are young and they`re kidsand believe what they seeTo do what they`ve been toldAnd so they walk away with open eyesSome are eight or nine or tenAnd they die like a fly, and no one knowsWho they are, they`re smaller than the gun they loadSee their eyes open wideThey died before they ever criedThey die in the streets and they die in the fieldsWhen they do what they`ve been toldBut now they`re lying deadTheir eyes are closedSome are eight or nine or tenAnd they die like a fly and no one knowsWho they are, they`re smaller than the gun they loadSee their eyes open wide, they died before they ever criedWho taught them how, how to prayWho told them they`re in paradise when they`re gonna dieThey are blind and they can't fightThey want warThey are blind and they can't fightThey want warThey are blind and they can't fightThey want warThey are blind and they can't fightThey want warThey are blind and they can't fightThey want warThey are blind and they can't fightThey want war...You`re gonna pay the price, you little devil in disguiseFor taking life with no regard, you'll go to hellAnd there you'll burnChildren in the battlefield, please don't goLittle birds with fluttering hearts, please don't go