Us and Them (Live at The Empire Pool, Wembley, London, 1974)

Us and them And after all, we're only ordinary men Me and you God only knows, it's not what we would choose to do Forward he cried from the rear And the front rank died The General sat, and the lines on the map Moved from side to side Black and blue And who knows which is which and who is who Up and down And in the end, it's only round and round and round Haven't you heard it's a battle of words The poster bearer cried Listen son, said the man with the gun There's room for you inside (They're maybe gonna kill ya. So like, if you give 'em a quick, short, sharp, shock, they don't do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off light, come to think. Of rationalising it, once. It's only a difference, but why go and ruin it? I mean good manners don't cost nothing, do they, eh?) Down and out It can't be helped, but there's a lot of it about With, without And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about Out of the way, it's a busy day I've got things on my mind For want of the price of tea and a slice The old man died