Reality Check

Reality check War it was adventurous When I was just a child Using sticks as rifles We were always running wild Jumping up and shouting bang Was always so much fun But it’s not same for soldiers When they face a real gun Every time that we were shot We’d roll around in dirt Get up shouting missed me And it never really hurt We were mighty heroes Fighting baddies in the wood But it’s not same for soldiers When they’re dying in the mud Someone somewhere would shout bang And the war it would begin But none of us were bad guys So all of us would win We’d go home and have our tea Hungry little kids But it’s not same for soldiers When they close those coffin lids