POOR MURDERED MEN
(John Heslop)

On the edge of a corn field somewhere in France
Birds sweetly sing, butterflies dance
Two soldiers are sat, call them Tommy and Hans
They sit and remember the war

CHORUS
"So we love the 'joke crocodile tears' and 'you're lies'
Sneer when you mention the great sacrifice
Poor murdered men, never lay down their lives
They're sent to be killed in the war"

Two soldiers in great coats, one khaki, one gray
"We both had loved ones left far away
And doesn't it seem bloody stupid today
To sit and remember the war"

"We've sat here for years, with form and with show
Reigning around a mad mud-caked hell
And with ev'ry explosion another friend fell
Another man murdered by war"

"Politicians first sat by their firesides at night
'Think they were puppies, make it alright'
Christ, I wish that we'd had just a few in our sight
We'd teach them who pays for the war"

Two soldiers in great coats, one khaki, one gray
As dusk gently falls to swallow the day
Into the shadows, their ghosts fade away
And leave us to weep for the war

Transcribed by ear from the link above. I had a little trouble with the first line of the chorus, so you might want a second check on that