Us And Them

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
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
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."

"I mean, they're not gonna kill ya, so...
If you give 'em a quick, short, sharp shock
They won't do it again. Dig it?
I mean, he got off lightly, 'cause I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!
It was only a difference of opinion, but really...
I mean, good manners don't cost nothing do they, eh?"

  -- Instrumental break --

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 the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died

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