Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men
Me, and you
God only knows it's not what we would choose to do
Forward he cried from the rear
And the front rank died
And the general sat and the lines on the map
Moved from side to side
Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down
And in the end it's only round and round
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried
Listen, son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside
"Well, I mean, they're not gonna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick sh.. short,
Sharp, shock, they won't do it again
Dig it? I mean, he got off light,
'cause I coulda given 'im a thrashin' but I only hit him once
It's only the difference between right and wrong, innit?
I mean, good manners don't cost nothing do they, eh?"
Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about
With, without
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died
