Now I'm 18 years and I'm class 1-A
And I'm living in a state of confusion
Like should I enlist, or should I resist
And stay in a world of illusion
In the morning I wake up and hear the pretty birdies sing
And think that everything is okay
But then I get out of my bed cause there's a thought in my head
About some fighting in a place away
Well I've always known that someone's gotta go out and fight
But then I hear those other guys say
Killing is for fools, we'll make our own rules, and live our lives and go our own way
Well I'm 18 years and I'm class 1-A
And I'm living in a state of confusion
Like should I enlist, or should I resist
And stay in a world of illusion
Well it's awful hard to livе with indecision
'Cause I really wanna do what I can
And if I dеcide it's right, to go out and fight
I think I'll feel more like a man
Seems I remember not to very long ago the whole world had a fight to stay free
Since then we've been growing got a good thing going
To keep it that way they need me
Well I'm 18 years and I'm class 1-A
But I'm not as in much confusion
I hereby elect to live or die with respect
It's better than a world of illusion
In the morning I wake up and hear the pretty birdies sing
And I think that everything is okay
But then I'm out of bed cause there's a thought in my head
About some fighting in a place far away
And I'm living in a state of confusion
Like should I enlist, or should I resist
And stay in a world of illusion
In the morning I wake up and hear the pretty birdies sing
And think that everything is okay
But then I get out of my bed cause there's a thought in my head
About some fighting in a place away
Well I've always known that someone's gotta go out and fight
But then I hear those other guys say
Killing is for fools, we'll make our own rules, and live our lives and go our own way
Well I'm 18 years and I'm class 1-A
And I'm living in a state of confusion
Like should I enlist, or should I resist
And stay in a world of illusion
Well it's awful hard to livе with indecision
'Cause I really wanna do what I can
And if I dеcide it's right, to go out and fight
I think I'll feel more like a man
Seems I remember not to very long ago the whole world had a fight to stay free
Since then we've been growing got a good thing going
To keep it that way they need me
Well I'm 18 years and I'm class 1-A
But I'm not as in much confusion
I hereby elect to live or die with respect
It's better than a world of illusion
In the morning I wake up and hear the pretty birdies sing
And I think that everything is okay
But then I'm out of bed cause there's a thought in my head
About some fighting in a place far away
( Rodd Keith and The Raindrops )
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