Interpret:

Pink Floyd

Album:

Dark Side Of The Moon

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


"I mean, they're not gunna kill ya, so if you give em a quickshort, sharp, shock, they won't do it again. 
Dig it? I mean he get off lightly, 'cos I would've 
given him a thrashing
I only hit him once! It was only a difference of opinion, but really...
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