Our boys have returned as men, our men. Our men
have returned, amen.

The spoils of war. The hero, the lads, men pulled
together for war. Set out to fight for the Great
British flag that was waved by their thousands
ashore. Waving farewell, the girls bare it all and
pull up their jumpers and skirts. Carried away the
crowd calls for more and the men felt it worth
fighting for. It's all gone before, sexy Sue,
saucy Jane, The pin-up that's carried to battle.
The mascot that marks in every plane, every gun,
markers of death, Symbols of men, In whose name we
are slaughtered like cattle.

In every good war there's a nude on the wall, to
keep the men happy and straight. A saucy ole joke
lads, it's all harmless fun, when we hit land, who
shall we rape? Ah, the spoils of war, the
knickers, the bras, momentos to give you support.
While the bombs drop around, you fumble in dreams,
with blank eyes see the corpses you've fought.

Our boys have gone away, our boys, Our boys have
gone away. Our men have returned all tattered and
burned, Our men have returned, amen.

The guns point their muzzles away to the land and
below deck the men throw darts The nipples are
bullseyes, the head count for less and there's no
points for hitting the heart. Shapely Jane, 25,
said "Those lovely real he-men no red-blooded
girl can deny Are there for the taking, but it's
all so frustrating if your married and already
tied". But bare it all girls and have all the
dreams of dashing young soldiers so brave, Send
him a garter, a cross, love ever after, for soon
he will be in his grave. Ah, those rotting young
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sea And they've missed, just for them, the
'Invincible panties', displayed in The Sun, page
three,

The bodies of war, the pin-up, the corpses, Flesh
that is perfect and torn, The breast that is
curved, that is pink and seductive, The breast
that is ripped and laid bare, The beckoning arms,
the legs that are parted, The welcoming look and
the wink, The arms that are shredded, the legs
that are no more, The face that is rotten and
stinks. (The sickness of war, the men gone before,
good luck and God speed you away The madonna is
there, stripped naked and bare on the door, she
will show you the way.)

Our boys have gone away, our boys Our boys have
gone away. Our men have returned all tattered and
burned Our men have returned, amen.

User, abuser, the conquering man makes use of
spoils of war, Confirming the glory, the woman is
raped and the soldiers rename her as 'whore',
Their bodies are torn and disfigured in their
heads life is never the same, From the wall saucy
Sal is still smiling as the nightmare is caught in
his pain, Her body still perfect and tempting is
blistered with blood of his tears, His body
confused and still frightened turns from the truth
that he fears, His friends that were killed for
the reason of war that is fought over lies, The
pin-up remains ever after immortal as all around
dies.

Our boys have gone away, Our boys, our boys have
gone away. Our men have returned all tattered and
burned, Our men have returned, amen, amen, AMEN.