We didn’t paint our nails when we fought the Germans

It only seems like yesterday
When I threw my big job away
As captain of the cricket team
The derby match on Saturday
The night before was party time
And dressed up like our mothers
We shared a bed and wore the red
Felt like the bewley brothers
And we didn’t paint our nails
When we fought the Germans
We didn’t paint our nails when we went to war
We didn’t understand the sanctity of heroes
And none of us play cricket anymore
When George Mills said enough’s enough
And uttered those immortal lines
I felt like betrayed myself
But at the very same time
The let down was the first of many
Acts of cheap conspiracy
Whilst obsessing over memory
I’m engineering an apology
Cause we didn’t paint our nails
When we fought the Germans
We didn’t paint our nails when we went to war
We didn’t understand the sanctity of heroes
And none of us play cricket anymore
I recall old George drunk on the high street
Shouting abuse at the passers by
Now that’s what you call a fall from grace
That’s enough to make a grown man cry
And we didn’t paint our nails etc . . .



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