| Us (Us, us, us, us, us) and them (Them, them, them, them)
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| And after all we're only ordinary men
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| Me (Me, me, me, me, me) and you (You, you, you, you, you)
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| God only knows it's not what we would choose to do
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| "Forward" he cried from the rear
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| And the front rank died
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| The general sat and the lines on the map
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| Moved from side to side
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| Black (Black, black, black, black) and blue (Blue, blue, blue, blue)
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| And who knows which is which and who is who
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| Up (Up, up, up, up, up) and down (Down, down, down, down)
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| And in the end it's only round and round, and round
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| "Haven't you heard it's a battle of words?"
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| The poster bearer cried
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| "Listen, son," said the man with the gun
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| "There's room for you inside"
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| I mean, they're not gonna kill ya
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| So like, if you give 'em a quick short, sharp, shock
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| They won't do it again
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| Dig it? |
| I mean he got off lightly
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| 'Cause I would've given him a thrashing
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| I only hit him once!
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| It was only a difference of opinion
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| But really, I mean good manners don't cost nothing do they, eh?
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| Down (Down, down, down, down) and out (Out, out, out, out)
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| It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about
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| With (With, with, with, with), without
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| And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?
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| Out of the way, it's a busy day
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| I've got things on my mind
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| For want of the price of tea and a slice
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| The old man died |