| Lyrics: | We'll lead you into victory, you hear the generals say.
Never look behind you, we're with you
all the way.
Go to bed early, conserve your energy,
tomorrow we'll be fighting with our
enemy.
Polish your boots, clean your gun,
killing those bastards will be a lot of
fun.
Take no prisoners, kill them all.
Start to march when you hear the
call.
Britain needs you, Britain needs you ..
Britain needs you to die for
her.
Marching into victory, marching in the mud.
Fighting for freedom, fighting in th
eblood.
There's dead bodies all around, you're told to carry on.
Death is not right, war
cannot be won.
March along you see a flash,
fall to the ground and make a
splash.
You awake you're lying in the bed,
eyes are shut you think you're dead.
Lost
your arm, you've lost your leg,
lost you're job, you'll have to beg.
You'll get loads of
sympathy, a picture in the Evening Post.
But where were the generals when you needed them most ? |
