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Butcher's BillIn poppy blooms, on Flanders fieldThey climb the trench, over the top The shattered men, bare blasted trees And still they march, drowning in mud Counting the cost of our wars with their lives They give their today if they don't survive It's for our tomorrow they fight and they kill When do we hand the butcher his bill Upon the shore in northern France A beachhead made, out of the boats The broken troops, the craters gape And still they crawl, among the waves Counting the cost of our wars with their lives Drowning in mud They give their today if they don't survive Among the waves It's for our tomorrow they fight and they kill Above the dunes When do we hand the butcher his bill Counting the dead Dripping with oil, the Middle East A shock and awe, lights up the sky The scattered foes, the fields of flame And still they climb, above the dunes Counting the cost of our wars with their lives They give their today if they don't survive It's for our tomorrow they fight and they kill Never ending When do we hand the butcher his bill Counting the dead |