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Your not wanted here old soldier

Go back to where you came

Your burnt face puts me off my food

You’ve only yourself to blame

My kids keep staring at your face

Keep pointing at your scars

You’ve ruined our day with your injuries

Were not interested in pointless Wars

You should be put into a home

As you only have one arm

Your glass eye makes me feel quite sick

I think the military should disarm

Now drink your beer and leave old man

The soccer is about to start

My bar meal has just arrived

I think Il have treacle tart

Your not wanted here old soldier

Go back to where you came

Your burnt face puts me off my beer

You’ve only yourself to blame.

© Tony McNally