You know, what this dying world could use?
Is a willing man of God,
Who dares to go against the grain,
And works without applause.
A man who'll raise the shield of faith,
Protecting what is pure.
Whose love is tough, and gentle.
A man whose word is sure.
God doesn't need an orator,
Who knows just what to say.
He doesn't need authorities,
To reason Him away.
He, doesn't need an army,
To guarantee a win.
He just needs a few good men.
Men full of compassion,
Who laugh and love and cry.
Men who'll face eternity,
And aren't afraid to die.
Men who'll fight for freedom,
And honour once again.
He just needs a few good men.
He calls the broken derelict,
Whose life has been renewed.
He calls the one who has the strength,
To stand up for the Truth.
Enlistment lines are open,
And He wants you to come in.
He just needs a Few Good Men.
Men full of compassion,
Who laugh and love and cry.
Men who'll face eternity,
And aren't afraid to die.
Men who'll fight for freedom,
And honour once again.
He just needs a few good men.
Men full of compassion,
Who laugh and love and cry (who laugh and love and cry).
Men who'll face eternity,
And aren't afraid to die (aren't afraid to die, oh Lord).
Men who'll fight for freedom,
And honour once again.
He just needs a few good men (He just needs a few good men).
He just needs a few good men (all He need is a few good men).
He just needs a few,
Good,
Men.