Colonel Bagshot — Oh What a Lovely War

It was an august morning on the western front And the grass was the only thing moving 'cept the wind blown trumpet In the hand of a dead man Died like a virgin as it never had a chance to make a sound Siggy Thompson's photo of the wife and kids was taken from the father who was blown to bits is that a hero's death Well tell him now as he might not fell like joining Oh! what a lovely war, what was it for Let's have another one Oh! what a lovely war, what was it for Let's have another one Daddy's head resting in a strawberry bed. What price his medal When it's piecerd by lead For what General said and the pension clerk shows a cold smile While you're waiting Ten thousand men died here today in mud with rats and sandbags were the only friend to those men in the end What goods a poppy if your six months dying Oh! what a lovely war, what was it for Let's have another one Oh! what a lovely war, what was it for Let's have another one It was an August morning 1942, young Thompson was a member Of a gun crew Like the dad he never knew It's all so bloody stupid like a deat- wish Born for dying Oh! what a lovely war, what was it for Let's have another one Oh! what a lovely war, what was it for Let's have another one Oh! what a lovely war, what was it for Let's have another one Oh! what a lovely war, what was it for Let's have another one Oh! what a lovely war, what was it for Let's have another one Oh! what a lovely war, what was it for Let's have another one Let's have another one Let's have another one Let's have another one JUST LIKE THE OTHER ONE!