They groaned and bore
Same as before
The shot and shell of war
How many gassed
Years have passed
Who said it would not last
There is no plan
Over the top young man
Officers don’t give a damn
The whistled sign
Mind the mines
Walk toward the enemy line
All gone again
One thousand slain
Whitehall never felt the pain
Telegrams for mothers
Missing fathers brothers
No one ever bothers
Throw down your arms
Go back to the farm
Bear no orders to harm
If they shoot all
Who will play ball
Leaders over the wall?
Be a pacifist
Unclench your fist
Do not strike, resist
Line them up one by one
Orders to fire, gone
Was it worth it son
Rich or poor
Close the door
War no more |  |
