Us and them
And after all were 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 its 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

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