island of no return

digging all day and digging all night

to keep my foxhole out of sight

digging into dinner on a plate on my knees

the smell of damp webbing in the morning breeze

fear in my stomach

fear in the sky

i eat my dinner with a weary eye

after all this it won't be the same

messing around on salisbury plain

pick up your feet

fall in

move out

we're going to a party way down south

me and the corporal out on a spree

damned from here to eternity

i hate this flat land

there's no cover

for sons and fathers and brothers and lovers

i can take the killing

i can take the slaughter

but i don't talk to sun reporters

i never thought that i would be

fighting fascists in the southern sea

i saw one today and in his hand

was a weapon that was made in birmingham

pick up your feet

fall in

move out

we're going to a party way down south

me and the corporal out on a spree

damned from here to eternity

i wish kipling and the captain were here

to record our pursuits for posterity

me and the corporal out on a spree

damned from here to eternity