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 (2x)
  
   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 (2x)
  
   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 (4x)
  
   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.