(Heaton/Rotheray)
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'I fought hard in the Second World War'
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You hear them shout
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No good bragging about the Afrika Korps
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It was Beadle's About
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They dressed you up and took you off to World War One
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Armed you and surrounded you with wire
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Sat in stinking mud you sung your stupid songs
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And waited till they told you when to fire
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Cause the rulers always laugh
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At a video bloodbath
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Nothing makes them laugh
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Like a video bloodbath
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From the First World War to the Yom-Kippur
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It was Beadle's About
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The bayonets slice, the rockets roar
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And he jumps out
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Fond memories of the bloody bridge you failed to hold
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Many of your buddies killed or maimed
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You would've shot at rabbits if that's what you'd been told
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Till the General said 'I'm sorry you've been framed'
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Cause the rulers always laugh
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At a video bloodbath
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And nothing gets a laugh
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Like a video bloodbath
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Chorus:
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Keep those entries coming
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Leave those cameras running
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Keep those entrails coming
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Leave those soldiers gunning
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Because you're sure to get a laugh
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With a video bloodbath
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Nothing gets a laugh
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Like a video bloodbath
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Here's a wacky video we got last week
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A bomb catches Arthur unawares
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He's lost both his arms and he can't see or speak
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But thank you for the memory you shared
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Cause the rulers always laugh
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At a video bloodbath
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And nothing gets a laugh
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Like a video bloodbath
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Chorus
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Poppy
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| The Beautiful South |
