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Us (us, us, us, us) and them (them, them, them, them)

And after all we're only ordinary men

Me

And you (you, you, you)

God only knows

It's not what we would choose (choose, choose) to do (to do, 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 (black, black, black)

And blue (blue, blue)

And who knows which is which and who is who

Up (up, up, up, up)

And down (down, down, down, down)

And in the end it's only round 'n round (round, round, 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…