Arlington 73 Lyrics - Crass

-D'ya know what I just realized? 

-Hm 

He ain't thick, its just a trick 

-Ya that's good 

-Hm 

-Should we uhh play the whole lot now? 

Their arms have been steel 

Their blood, the oil of machinery 

Their bodies are the ballast of war 

Their souls are the blast of it 

The power, the trickle of hope 

The dreamy eyed bodies of lost time 

Too many to respect 

Too many to feel 

Too many to know 

Too many to remember 

The distorted and the burnt 

And the scarred 

And the torn 

And the squashed 

And the cut 

And the forgotten 

Body, and flesh, and energy 

The last makings of the future 

Upon green banks of unseen battlefields 

How quaint a tribute to such savage slaughter 

Those young boys have been denied 

The chance to realize and to become 

They, too might have been standing here 

I carry these bodies from the poppy fields 

I lay them before you 

Is this shame that you, too shall rot