The Call Up Lyrics

The Call Up lyrics

It's up to you not to heed the call-up 
'N' you must not act the way you were
brought up 
Who knows the reasons why you have grown up 
Who knows the
plans or why they were drawn up 
It's up to you not to heed the call-up

I don't wanna die! 
It's up to you to hear the call-up 
I don't wanna
kill 
For he who will die is he who will kill 
Maybe I wanna see the
wheatfields 
Over Kiev and down to the sea 
All the young people down the
ages 
They gladly marched off to die 
Proud city fathers used to watch
them 
Tears in their eyes 
There is a rose that I want to live for

Although, God knows, I may not have met her 
There is a dance an' I
should be with her 
There is a town unlike any other 
It's up to you not
to hear the call-up 
'N' you must not act the way you were brought up

Who give you work an' why should you do it? 
At fifty five minutes past
eleven 
There is a rose….Yeah