The word went 'round   In no-dream town   They shut us up   And shutters down   The planes flew in   And laid the ground   We built upon   And spun around   God's one miracle   Lost in circles      On the march   Berlin to Bombers Bay   Traveling dark   On the road to Mandalay      Cannon fire came to call   Stood us up   And watched us fall   The way we were   And now outworn   Our costumes changed to uniforms   Black black days   Here to stay      On the march   Madrid to Bombers Bay   Traveling dark   On the road to Mandalay      Pack up your troubles and you'll all get by   Smile boys, that's the style   Pack up your troubles and you'll all get by   Smile      They give us hope   And teach us well   With magic moons   That cast a spell   And hypnotize   And draw us in   I believe   I'm believing   God's one miracle   Moves in circles      On the march   Berlin to Bombers Bay   Traveling dark   On the road to Mandalay      Black black days   Where the flying fishes play