It's dirty, it's sad, it's war.
Young men are dying,
Over a piece of dirt,
It's a bloody business.
This industrial war business,
Young men are dying,
It's dirty, it's sad, it's war.
Young men fight the wars,
Dying for an overlord,
Surrounded by protection,
Moving pieces on a war board,
To tell you where to die.
It's dirty, it's sad, it's war.
Young men are dying,
Over a piece of dirt,
It's a bloody business.
This industrial war business,
Young men are dying,
It's dirty, it's sad, it's war.
There is a resistance,
With signs out in the streets,
Voices state opinions,
No one is truly safe,
Pushback next is started.
It's dirty, it's sad, it's war.
Young men are dying,
Over a piece of dirt,
It's a bloody business.
This industrial war business,
Young men are dying,
It's dirty, it's sad, it's war.
Widowed brides are crying,
Children live in ruined homes,
The rich are getting richer,
The business drags along,
But the young men are gone.
It's dirty, it's sad, it's war.
Young men are dying,
Over a piece of dirt,
It's a bloody business.
This industrial war business,
Young men are dying,
It's dirty, it's sad, it's war.
The young men keep dying,
Bloody war is never done.
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