Interpret:

Clash, The

Album:

Combat Rock

The soldier boy for his soliders pay obeys 
The seargent at arms whatever he says
The seargent will for his seargent's pay obey
The captain 'til his dying day
The captain will for his captain's pay obey
The general order of battle play
The generals bow to the government
Obey the charge, you must not relent


What of the neighbors and the prophets in bars?
What are they saying in the publiz bazaar?
We are tired of the tune
You must not relent


At every stroke of the bell in the tower there goes
Another boy from another side
The bulletins that steady come in say those
Familiar words at the top of the hour
The jamming city increases its hum and those
Terrible words continue to come
Through brass music of government hear those
Guns tattoo a roll on the drums


No-one mentions the neighboring war
No one knows what they're fighting for
We are tired of the tune
You must not relent


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The generals bow to the government
We're tired of the tune
You must not relent