I got a little telegram from LBJ said com one down the weather is fine But first we're gonna check you out and teach you what to do So buddy better stand here in line We're gonna strip you naked and build you up again Then we're gonna mess up your mind Then we're gonna send you to the jungle If you're lucky you'll survive And learn to dodge a plain old mine You'll be a dove in hawk's clothing Yes you will
I went down to the draft house and said you guys are nuts Killing people just ain't right You looked at me and laughed out loud and rolled on the floor And said "you're outta sight" Take our eight week basic course it's called 100 ways to kill and know that you'll see the land The way the grabbed me by the arm I knew they weren't kidding around I began to feel uptight I can't be a dove in hawk's clothing
I applied for Co but that did me no good They said "to warrant you must go" I said "That isn't very much of a choice so let me think I'll let you know" They said it's unpatriotic to think out loud sound like a "please let me go" So they threw me in the prison with a five year term Now I'm feeling pretty low 'cause I'm a dove in convicts clothing oh no no