Men They Couldn't Hang - Rabid Underdog lyrics

rate me

We left our aching hearts

On that lonely pebbled shore

In the cold sea breath

And the light of the winters sun

I'll see you when we're both

A wee bit older

To drink and boast the things

I've never done,

A chemical plant belching

Sulphur over France

Like Trostre and Port Talbot

Works back home

And were all the girls bowled over,

By the handsome dashing soldiers

Who took an early bath at the Somme?

I never dreamt of home

In the bars of Amsterdam

My head was wild in the light

Of the winters sun

I was stoned out of my face,

And at one with the human race

In the company of policemen

Armed with guns

Stop the people's dance

The proles and paupers dance

From the Berlin wall

To the battlefields of France

All good people hide your shame,

For you know who takes the blame

Tommorrow they won't get another chance

Squandered all my guilders,

And my deutchmarks I had none

In Zurich I was milked

Of all my Francs

A timbered bar I staggered in,

By the wall in West Berlin

The barman looks and shoots

A steely glance

"Are you a friend

Of the British Government?"

I proudly reply "Not a chance!"

Das is good he says with cheer,

And fills me up with beer

Tonight we're going to celebrate the dance!