New Model Army - The Charge |
The Charge
New Model Army Our history speaks in thunder From a thousand village halls In blood and sweat and sacrifice In honoring every hall So the forces gathered against the thorn AThe brave new world is beckoning So the olden world must die In the offices of the city At all the tables of oak and power The snares are laid and baited For the approaching of the hour A hundred justifications And the presses are ready to roll The gateways to the nation They are firmly under control On on on, cried the leaders at the back We went gallopping down the Blackened hills And into the gaping trap The bridges are burnt behind us And there's waiting guns ahead Into the valley of death Rode the brave hundreds From the friends that we had known Well we called for reinforcements And we were on our own But this is the 1980s We never felt like heroes Or martyrs to a cause Just battleweary soldiers In a bloody civil war On on on, cried the leaders at the back And the order new enshrined The massacre now is over While a quarter of the nation Are abandoned far behind Their leaders offer the cliche words So righteous in defeat When there isn't enough to eat The unity bond is broken But noone needs morality I'll screw my only brother And the loyalty songs are fake We only cry in private now Behind the shuttered glass For even a glimpsy at a piece of the cake When we think of the charge of this brigade The severing of the past On on on, cried the leaders at the back ======================================================================= |