Afternoon Matinee: Protest - Us and Them

Performed by Pink Floyd

Us and them

And after all, we're only ordinary men

Me and you

God only knows, it's not what we would choose to do

Forward he cried from the rear

And the front rank died

And the General sat, and the lines on the map

Moved from side to side

Black and blue

And who knows which is which and who is who

Up and down

And in the end, it's only round and round and round

Haven't you heard it's a battle of words

The poster bearer cried

Listen son, said the man with the gun

There's room for you inside

They're maybe gonna kill ya. So like, if you give 'em a quick, short, sharp, shock, they don't do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off light, come to think. Of rationalising it, once. It's only a difference, but why go and ruin it? I mean good manners don't cost nothing, do they, eh?

Down and out

It can't be helped, but there's a lot of it about

With, without

And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about

Out of the way, it's a busy day

I've got things on my mind

For want of the price of tea and a slice

The old man died

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