One day you find in the mail
A letter sayin' that you're for sale
From a lot of people that you don't know
So you leave your life and you go
And they take your body and they take your mind
And they give it back to you redesigned
And before you're ready they send you off to war
But you don't know what you're fighting for
So Johnny get your gun
There's a ditch with your name in it
And a bullet made just for you
And you're all gone together in a minute
Now you think back to the day you were told of God
How you tried to understand but it was very hard
'Cause you were only five and it was much more fun
To play with rubber knives and plastic guns
And you remember when you were seventeen
Making love to all the girls was just routine
Hangin' out on the street until one thirty
Just tellin' jokes and talkin' dirty
So Johnny get your gun
There's a ditch with your name in it
And a bullet made just for you
And you're all gone together in a minute
Now they find you lying in the ditches
They find you lying all alone
So they close out your empty file
And they safely send you home
And they bury you beneath the cities
Wheel you through the country towns
And the people see the price you've paid
But the people hear no sound
So Johnny get your gun
There's a ditch with your name in it
And a bullet made just for you
And you're all gone together in a minute
A letter sayin' that you're for sale
From a lot of people that you don't know
So you leave your life and you go
And they take your body and they take your mind
And they give it back to you redesigned
And before you're ready they send you off to war
But you don't know what you're fighting for
So Johnny get your gun
There's a ditch with your name in it
And a bullet made just for you
And you're all gone together in a minute
Now you think back to the day you were told of God
How you tried to understand but it was very hard
'Cause you were only five and it was much more fun
To play with rubber knives and plastic guns
And you remember when you were seventeen
Making love to all the girls was just routine
Hangin' out on the street until one thirty
Just tellin' jokes and talkin' dirty
So Johnny get your gun
There's a ditch with your name in it
And a bullet made just for you
And you're all gone together in a minute
Now they find you lying in the ditches
They find you lying all alone
So they close out your empty file
And they safely send you home
And they bury you beneath the cities
Wheel you through the country towns
And the people see the price you've paid
But the people hear no sound
So Johnny get your gun
There's a ditch with your name in it
And a bullet made just for you
And you're all gone together in a minute
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