A train in the distance I hear the whistle A lonely tune calling, telling where the wind is blowing At the station An army's waiting Spend my whole life not growing And the whole world is coming I don't know why we're fighting I just know that I'm going A chip on my shoulder Everyone's getting older Heroes die young this fight I'm still a child inside Here are all the soldiers halls The wind will blow this b*tch right up They cannot drag us down The crowning heads will keep our fortress strong Aahh aahhh The best of the greatest The greatest but few The soon to be heroes The king wants you The king wants you Sixteen years, my mother's son A big boy wielding guns Marching, falling, getting up Never knew how to stop Wrote a letter Said things are better Sunday had to fight a guy I wish I knew how to live and lie I don't know where we're going It's better to go without knowing I'm ready and willing Literally make a killing It's a game It's all the same As long as someone knows my name Here are all the soldiers halls The wind will blow this b*tch right up They cannot drag us down The crowning heads will keep our fortress strong Aaahh aahhh The best of the greatest The greatest but few The soon to be heroes The king wants you The king wants you Left Right left Left Right left Look at the king All eyes on the king All hail the king The best of the greatest The greatest but few The soon to be heroes The king wants you The king wants you