Poppy

(Heaton/Rotheray)
'I fought hard in the Second World War' 
You hear them shout 
No good bragging about the Afrika Korps 
It was Beadle's About 

They dressed you up and took you off to World War One 
Armed you and surrounded you with wire 
Sat in stinking mud you sung your stupid songs 
And waited till they told you when to fire 

Cause the rulers always laugh 
At a video bloodbath 
Nothing makes them laugh 
Like a video bloodbath 

From the First World War to the Yom-Kippur 
It was Beadle's About 
The bayonets slice, the rockets roar 
And he jumps out 

Fond memories of the bloody bridge you failed to hold 
Many of your buddies killed or maimed 
You would've shot at rabbits if that's what you'd been told 
Till the General said 'I'm sorry you've been framed' 

Cause the rulers always laugh 
At a video bloodbath 
And nothing gets a laugh 
Like a video bloodbath 

Chorus: 
Keep those entries coming 
Leave those cameras running 
Keep those entrails coming 
Leave those soldiers gunning 
Because you're sure to get a laugh 
With a video bloodbath 
Nothing gets a laugh 
Like a video bloodbath 

Here's a wacky video we got last week 
A bomb catches Arthur unawares 
He's lost both his arms and he can't see or speak 
But thank you for the memory you shared 

Cause the rulers always laugh 
At a video bloodbath 
And nothing gets a laugh 
Like a video bloodbath 

Chorus