Who Are the Men
Who are the men
Who tell us their lies?
Who are the men
Who hear not our cries?
Who are the men
Who give us this grief?
Who are the men
We are told to believe?
Who are the men
The ones with no shame?
Who are the men
Who will never take blame?
The sit in their 'Whitehouse'
And at 'number 10'
They expect us to believe
War will not happen again.
Do they know our thoughts
That we should fight no more?
But when they come a calling
We all go to war.
Who are those men
Who lead us to die?
We know who they are
And that's why we cry.
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