Fuck, man. Richard Wright's gone. Things are not right with the world any more.
Us, and them
And after all, we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you
God only knows, its 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
But in the end, its only round and round
Haven't you heard its a battle of words
The poster bearer cried
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside
Down and out
It can't be helped but theres a lot of it about
With, without
And who'll deny i'ts 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
Us, and them
And after all, we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you
God only knows, its 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
But in the end, its only round and round
Haven't you heard its a battle of words
The poster bearer cried
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside
Down and out
It can't be helped but theres a lot of it about
With, without
And who'll deny i'ts 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