Go tell the sergeant-major To get that thing repaired They're losing their pawns in Asia There's slaughter in every square Oh -- It's going down slow It's going down slow



Go get the fire department To bring that hose along And them and the schoolboy bandits Can water each other's lawn Oh -- It's going down slow It's going down slow



Everybody seems to be leaving Better say your travelling prayers It don't matter how you get it It's where do you go from there Oh -- It's going down slow It's going down slow It's going down slow It's going down slow



God, damn the hands of glory That hold the bloody firebrand high Close the book and end the story Of how so many men have died Let the world retain in memory That mighty tongues tell mighty lies And if mankind must have an enemy Let it be his warlike pride Let it be his warlike pride