| I just buried a friend | |
| He had come to the end | |
| But I can't help feeling that it needn't have been | |
| Caught in the flak | |
| There was no turning back | |
| So he gave up his life for some psychopath's dream | |
| So we're leaving the front | |
| Having taken the brunt | |
| Now we're tired of the slaughter in some foreign land | |
| So the leaders of the war | |
| They fight alone on the shore | |
| Our mutiny over they are left on the sand | |
| We stand as one | |
| We are an army now of many thousand strong | |
| They stand alone | |
| To fight for ravaged land to gain their worthless throne [Chorus:] | |
| The boys are coming home [Voiceover:] | |
| I see within my mind | |
| A vast and lonely plain | |
| Great armies meet in no man's land | |
| To clench their hands in friendship | |
| For the first time | |
| The dark tide is ebbing | |
| A mass of tired humanity drifting toward the dawn | |
| We are coming home |
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