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