Oh,
my stars that fall like ashen memories amid st the trees
Then passed like leopard sun
sets on the shore
In
English town my sweetheart weeps
And how I would prefer
To be counting sheep than fight
ing in the war
Now lunatic and fire pistol
deep into my brain
Once more into the breach,
into the fray
Insane, I see the rough house close,
descend onto the green
The candle burns, the hours,
the floods, the day
But now I am the undergrowth,
and still I would prefer
To be leaving hell and
travelling far away
In short, the village ignorance,
a plunder in my town
It's a savage heart that beat
s them on their way
So lunatic and fire pistol
deep into my brain
Once more into the breach, into the fray
Again I see the rough house boys
descend onto my green
The candle burns,
the hours of light, the day
But safe in this uniform,
in no other way
Cast out and destitute
Ridden once with violence,
now I decay
But long ago I had a friend, honey
And sound and fury was his game
Pure contempt for any picture, honey
Just dedication to the flame
No stomach for the fighting
No fear, no cannon fire
So lunatic, just buy your pistol there