The War Dead Lyrics

All those people who died in a war

Are you really sure what they died for

Fighting their fellows for some king or queen

And debt for the money men behind the scenes

We're told they are heroes so we can be free

To pay for a passport to cross overseas

And gone are the days when the king took the lead

The politic realise they've no need to bleed

And many a poor soldier thinks he's noble indeed

But he commits murder for the money men's greed

And all the blood shed in the name of the queen

Means war's a big business to feed the machine

With the war dead

And Britain went bankrupt in eighteen sixty-nine

When the bankers took everything off our bottom line

And the debt gets a boost every seventy years

So each generation's presented new fears

Last time they called it 'The Second World War'

This time a 'Credit Crunch', more tax on the poor

So what in two thousand and seventy nine

Will be their excuse to add to their crime

And the war dead

And you know in your heart the debt will never be paid

But still you keep working to fill some more graves

Cos the fruit of our labour is death overseas

While we eat our pizzas and watch our TVs

Our tax is the fuel for those fires abroad

And all of our protests will all be ignored

While some poor western teenager saved from the dole

Gets paid sixteen grand to raise the eastern death toll

And fight in a hole, or die on patrol

Through this fear they control and like slaves we are sold

All the lies we are told, and who of us knows

How far back it goes

As the debt grows and grows

For the wars we oppose

As our conscience bellows

The all seeing eye glows

On the war dead

On the war dead

For the war dead