The word went round

In no dream town

They shut us up

And the shutters down

The planes flew in

And laid the ground

We built upon

And spun around

God's one miracle

Lost in circles





On the march

Berlin to bombers bay

Traveling dark

On the roads to mandalay





Cannon fire

Came to call

Stood us up

And watched us fall

The way we were

And now outworn

Our costumes changed

To uniforms

Black black days

Here to stay





On the march

Madrid to bombers bay

Traveling dark

On the road to mandalay





Pack up the troubles and you'll all get by

Smile boys that's the style

Pack up your troubles and you'll all get by

Smile





They give us hope

And teach us well

With magic moons

That cast a spell

And hypnotise

And draw us in

I believe

I'm believing

God's one miracle

Moves in circles





On the march

Berlin to bombers bay

Traveling dark

On the road





On the march

Berlin to bombers bay

Traveling dark

On the roads to mandalay





Black black days

Where the flying fishes play

Black black days

Where the flying fishes play

Black black days

Where the flying fishes play

Black black days

Where the flying fishes play...




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