You'd thought they learnt by past mistakes br How many lives that it must take br To learn where youth and laughter go br To fight in war for one last show br br To give them all democracy br And help them live like you and me? br But obviously they do not see br the broken limbs and body bags br and coffins draped in national flags br br The ruined lives and distraught wives br Who cry as solemn processions pass them by? br They where youth not long ago but now they lay where flowers grow br And we shall morn for a short while and see their picture with fixed smile br And then forget as we all do until it affects me or you!br br kipper Staggbr br