Plastic Soldiers - Seth Glier I had grass stains for scars 8 years old in my back yard I played the farming man in blue sky afternoon Out of the pine trees and sap Plastic soldiers would attack In my imaginary wars I led platoons Come on soldier dinner's getting colder It's time to put your toys away Marching order backyard borders You will live to fight another day Put the plastic soldiers away At an army base in kabul I was 19 kicking up grap From a humvee a flashing light burst through the floor An R P G The metal scraped a shrapnel took both my legs Now I'm living in this body I'm a prisoner of war Come on soldier dinner's getting colder It's time to put your toys away Marching order backyard borders You will live to fight another day Put the plastic soldiers away A box of soldiers from the attic Gi joe's with automatics Toys are saved passed down to my old He was running through the backyard Wearing grass stains like old scars My legs are made of steel and silicon Come on soldier dinner's getting colder It's time to put your toys away Marching order backyard borders You will live to fight another day Put the plastic soldiers away Put the plastic soldiers away Put the plastic soldiers away编辑于2021/04/25更新