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 The generals 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" They‘re maybe gonna kill ya. So like, if you give ‘em a quick short, sharp, shock, they don‘t do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off light, come to think. …of rationalizing it, once. It‘s only a difference, but why go and ruin it? 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 want of the price of tea and a slice The old man died Ñêà÷àíî ñ ñàéòà www.Muza.vip