When This Lousy War Is Over
Anonymous
| Original | Covid 19 Version by Anni Tracy Audio |
| WHEN THIS LOUSY WAR IS OVER When this lousy war is over no more soldiering for me, When I get my civvy clothes on, oh how happy I shall be. No more church parades on Sunday, no more begging for a pass. You can tell the sergeant-major to stick his passes up his arse. When this lousy war is over no more soldiering for me, When I get my civvy clothes on, oh how happy I shall be. No more NCOs to curse me, no more rotten army stew. You can tell the old cook-sergeant, to stick his stew right up his flue. When this lousy war is over no more soldiering for me, When I get my civvy clothes on, oh how happy I shall be. No more sergeants bawling, 'Pick it up' and 'Put it down' If I meet the ugly bastard I'll kick his arse all over town. | WHEN THIS PANDEMIC IS OVER When this pandemic is over No more nursing care for me The Government has lied and failed to Order stocks of PPE No more carers in the care homes No more nurses left to leave I can’t kiss my friends and family How I’ll miss them, how we’ll grieve. When this pandemic is over Oh how happy they will be They will tell us they’re the heroes Try to make us all believe That under-funding and bad planning Is not to do with all the deaths Blame will fall upon the poor folk We killed each other with our breath. When will everyone get angry? Call our leaders to account? Do you think their clapping obscene As we watch the death toll mount? No-one witnessing their passing No-one standing round the grave Forty thousand’s just a number Many of whom we should have saved. When this pandemic is over No more Tory lies for me Fully funded jobs and services Oh how happy we shall be. |
