He's five feet two and he's six feet four

He fights with missiles and with spears

He's all of thirty-one and he's always seventeen

He's been a soldier for a thousand years

He's fighting for Britain and he's fighting for Iraq

He's fighting for the USA

He's fighting for the Russians and he's fighting for Japan

And he thinks he'll put an end to war this way

He's fighting for democracy he's fighting for the reds

He says he's for the peace of all

He's the one who must decide who's to live and who's to die

And he never sees the writing on the wall

But without him how would Hitler have condemned him at Le Val

Without him Caesar would have stood alone

He's the one who gives his body as the weapon of the war

And without him all this killing can't go on

He's the universal soldier

He really is to blame

His sword has come from far away no more

They come from you and me

And brothers / sisters can't you see

This is not the way we put an end to war?