The generals are born again, born again, born again
The generals are born again, they're going to save the world
Their armament is seeing right, doing right, being right
Their armour of righteousness is going to save the world
They're sending in the cavalry, cavalry, cavalry
The bugles and the banner-boys are waiting for the word
The captain is a blind man, blind man, blind man
A blind man is reaching for a terrible swift sword
Born again: the generals are born again to save the world
I'll never get to heaven no matter what I do
I'll never be a blue eyed boy altho