Ive always found it somewhat strange
No! Surreal is the word
The way we glorify the war
In film and spoken word
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This is no attempt to scorn
Those men who paid the price
Quite the opposite is true
But wouldnt it be nice
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To look after the living
Whilst theyre still around
Not wait till Al Qaeda
Have stuck them in the ground
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Under fire in Helmand province
Some Godforsaken hole
Fighting for Blair and country
Its better than the dole
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Lets get back on topic
Were talking about lives
Theres more dough for the dead, pal
Than weeping kids and wives
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Trumpets, pomp and fancy funerals
Coffins draped with flags
Dignitaries saluting
The rows of body bags
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But who was there to bother
When they all went out?
Just the wives and families
With stomachs in, chests out
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Something on the morning show
Woke up my sleeping mind
We spend more money on the graves
Than the wives who are left behind
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The boys went out with cardboard boots
And jeeps made out of tin
Yet we bring them back in coffins
Accompanying military din
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Necessary evil
And Expedients bandied round
The only mass destruction
Is when Daddy cant be found
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Theres more Victoria Crosses
Given to the dead
They gave their lives for England
Could someone pass the bread?
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Pompous politicians
Tell us why were there
Yet each and every conflict
Lacks planning and due care
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This poem could be written
Down the centuries
The story never changes
Just the weapons and the ease –
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– with which we slip into the carnage
Union Jacks held high
Never think about the outcome
Never questioning But why?
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I think its the hypocrisy
The politicos band about
Ranting on about the honour
Masking all the doubt
Ultimate sacrifice, dont you know!
All jolly fine working chaps
Try giving them some guns that work
Not friendly fire mishaps
And while were on the subject
Of inefficient tanks
Give our lads the right stuff
Dont force nicking off the Yanks
We should go back to the old days
When the king stood at the front
Not hiding down in Whitehall
Like some lily-livered cunt
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So think about the girlfriends
The families and wives
Desperate for a hand-out
To help their shattered lives
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They dont want shiny medals
Accepted through the tears
Try giving them decent money
To ease those stolen years
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