Us and them
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And after all we're only ordinary men
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Me and 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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And the General sat, and the lines on the map
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Moved from side to side
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Black and blue
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And who knows which is which and who is who
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Up and 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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Down and out
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It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about
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With, without
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And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about
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Get out of the way, it's a busy day
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And 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
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Us And Them
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| The Flaming Lips |
