Did it lie
Or did you fall?
Is that why you're now not answering my call?
Now who counts on you to be home at five?
Do you even care if I'm still alive?
I've got to know
If I'm still alive
Did you collapse
Or where you strong?
'Cause you know you had it coming all along
Did you buckle under the heavy load?
Why did you leave me lying by the side of the road?
I've got to know
Did it do you in?
And did you drink it off in disgust
or did it ferment there, collecting rust
Or did it just, did it do you in?
And did you lie awake, lost in it?
When there's no one there
Do you still fit, do you still fit
Do you still fit in?
Are you there
Ten stories up?
And is your classified memory all dried up?
Did it happen on your birthday then?
Did you inhale deep and count to ten?
Or did you just
Let it do you in?
And did you drink it off in disgust
or did it ferment there, collecting rust
Or did it just, did it do you in?
And did you lie awake, lost in it?
When there's no one there
Do you still fit, do you still fit
Do you still fit in?
Did it spin you 'round, did it knock you down?
Did it embarrass you, make you feel like a clown?
Or did it just, did it pull you in?
Yeah did it do enough to do you in?
Did you hold your breath, then breathe again?
I've wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know...did it do you in?Well Mr. Churchill says, Mr. Churchill says
We gotta fight the bloody battle to the very end
Mr. Beaverbrook says we gotta save our tin
And all the garden gates
And empty cans are gonna make us win
We shall defend our island
On the land and on the sea
We shall fight them on the beaches
On the hills and in the fields
We shall fight them in the streets
Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed to so few
'Cos they have made our British Empire
A better place for me and you
And this was their finest hour
Well Mr. Montgomery says
And Mr. Mountbatten says
We gotta fight the bloody battle to the very end
As Vera Lynn would say
We'll meet again someday
But all the sacrifices we must make before the end
Did you hear that plane flying overhead
There's a house an fire and there's someone lying dead
We gotta clean up the streets
And get me back on my feet
Because we wanna be free
Do your worst and we'll do our best
We're gonna win the way that Mr. Churchill says
Oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! Well Mr. Churchill says
We gotta hold up our chins
We gotta show some courage and some discipline
We gotta black up the windows and nail up the doors
And keep right on till the end of the war