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 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, 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" "I mean, they're gonna kill ya So like, if you give 'em a quick sh... short, sharp, shock They don't do it again Dig it? I mean, he got off light 'Cause I could've given him a thrashin' I only hit him once! It's only a difference in right and wrong, innit? I mean good manners don't cost nothin', 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