Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Immortal Death, artist - Crass.
Date of issue: 01.10.2020
Song language: English
The Immortal Death |
Our boys have returned as men, our men |
Our men have returned, amen |
The spoils of war. |
The hero, the lads, men pulled together for war |
Set out to fight for the Great British flag that was waved by their thousands |
ashore |
Waving farewell, the girls bare it all and pull up their jumpers and skirts |
Carried away the crowd calls for more and the men felt it worth fighting for |
It’s all gone before, sexy Sue, saucy Jane, The pin-up that’s carried to battle |
The mascot that marks in every plane, every gun, markers of death |
Symbols of men |
In whose name we are slaughtered like cattle |
In every good war there’s a nude on the wall, to keep the men happy and straight |
A saucy ole joke lads, it’s all harmless fun, when we hit land, who shall we |
rape? |
Ah, the spoils of war, the knickers, the bras, momentos to give you support |
While the bombs drop around, you fumble in dreams, with blank eyes see the |
corpses you’ve fought |
Our boys have gone away, our boys |
Our boys have gone away |
Our men have returned all tattered and burned |
Our men have returned, amen |
The guns point their muzzles away to the land and below deck the men throw darts |
The nipples are bullseyes, the head count for less and there’s no points for |
hitting the heart |
Shapely Jane, 25, said «Those lovely real he-men no red-blooded girl can deny |
Are there for the taking, but it’s all so frustrating if your married and |
already tied» |
But bare it all girls and have all the dreams of dashing young soldiers so brave |
Send him a garter, a cross, love ever after, for soon he will be in his grave |
Ah, those rotting young men who all did their duty are sinking away in the sea |
And they’ve missed, just for them, the 'Invincible panties', displayed in The |
Sun, page three |
The bodies of war, the pin-up, the corpses |
Flesh that is perfect and torn |
The breast that is curved, that is pink and seductive |
The breast that is ripped and laid bare |
The beckoning arms, the legs that are parted |
The welcoming look and the wink |
The arms that are shredded, the legs that are no more |
The face that is rotten and stinks |
(The sickness of war, the men gone before, good luck and God speed you away |
The madonna is there, stripped naked and bare on the door, she will show you |
the way.) |
Our boys have gone away, our boys |
Our boys have gone away |
Our men have returned all tattered and burned |
Our men have returned, amen |
User, abuser, the conquering man makes use of spoils of war |
Confirming the glory, the woman is raped and the soldiers rename her as 'whore' |
Their bodies are torn and disfigured in their heads life is never the same |
From the wall saucy Sal is still smiling as the nightmare is caught in his pain |
Her body still perfect and tempting is blistered with blood of his tears |
His body confused and still frightened turns from the truth that he fears |
His friends that were killed for the reason of war that is fought over lies |
The pin-up remains ever after immortal as all around dies |
Our boys have gone away |
Our boys, our boys have gone away |
Our men have returned all tattered and burned |
Our men have returned, amen, amen, AMEN |