Well Mr. Churchill says, Mr. Churchill says

We gotta fight the bloody battle to the very end

Mr. Beaverbrook says we gotta save our tin

And all the garden gates

And empty cans are gonna make us win



We shall defend our island

On the land and on the sea

We shall fight them on the beaches

On the hills and in the fields

We shall fight them in the streets

Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed to so few

'Cos they have made our British Empire

A better place for me and you

And this was their finest hour

Well Mr. Montgomery says

And Mr. Mountbatten says

We gotta fight the bloody battle to the very end

As Vera Lynn would say

We'll meet again someday

But all the sacrifices we must make before the end



Did you hear that plane flying overhead

There's a house an fire and there's someone lying dead

We gotta clean up the streets

And get me back on my feet

Because we wanna be free

Do your worst and we'll do our best

We're gonna win the way that Mr. Churchill says

Oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! Well Mr. Churchill says

We gotta hold up our chins

We gotta show some courage and some discipline

We gotta black up the windows and nail up the doors

And keep right on till the end of the war