Butcher's Tale (western Front 1914) Lyrics - Odessey And Oracle - The Zombies

A butcher, yes that was my trade 

But the King's shilling is now my fee 

A butcher I may as well have stayed 

For the slaughter that I see 

And the preacher in his pulpit 

Sermoned "Go and fight, do what is right" 

But he don't have to hear these guns 

And I bet he sleeps at night 

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And I... 

And I can't stop shaking 

My hands won't stop shaking 

My arms won't stop shaking 

My mind won't stop shaking 

I want to go home 

Please let me go home 

Go home 

And I have seen a friend of mine 

Hang on the wire like some rag toy 

Then in the heat the flies come down 

And cover up the boy 

And the flies come down in Gommecourt, 

Thiepval, Mametz Wood, and French Verdun 

If the preacher, he could see those flies 

Wouldn't preach for the sound of guns 

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And I... 

And I can't stop shaking 

My hands won't stop shaking 

My arms won't stop shaking 

My mind won't stop shaking 

I want to go home 

Please let me go home 

Go home