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