Soldiers

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Soldiers of humanity
Out to save all sentient life
ain't that something pretty big
ain't you just the butcher's knife
Ain't you just the pruning shears
ain't you just the cheese
out to save all sentient life
and me too if you please
soldiers of humanity
rooted to the spot
meditate these blues away
while I smoke lots of pot
in your temple far away
and very long ago
you showed them a thing or two
that's really all I know

klik if you demand tedious explanations of every little thing.