Well Mr. Churchill says,
Mr. Churchill says
We gotta fight the bloody battle
to the very end
Mr. Beaverbrook says
we gotta save our tin
And all the garden gates
And empty cans are
gonna make us win
We shall defend our island
On the land and on the sea
We shall fight them on the beaches
On the hills and in the fields
We shall fight them in the streets
Never in the field of human
conflict was so much
owed to so few
'Cos they have made our
British Empire
A better place for me and you
And this was their finest hour
Well Mr. Montgomery says
And Mr. Mountbatten says
We gotta fight the bloody battle
to the very end
As Vera Lynn would say
We'll meet again someday
But all the sacrifices
we must make before the end
Did you hear that
plane flying overhead
There's a house an fire and
there's someone lying dead
We gotta clean up the streets
And get me back on my feet
Because we wanna be free
Do your worst and
we'll do our best
We're gonna win the way
that Mr. Churchill says
Well Mr. Churchill says
We gotta hold up our chins
We gotta show some courage
and some discipline
We gotta black up the windows
and nail up the doors
And keep right on
till the end of the war