The War We Lost

 
 

Fifty men it took just to capture the hill
Ninety men left behind, wounded or killed
120 bottles perfectly distilled
Ready to help the survivors rebuild

Two million workers in the steel mill
Willing and able to take it on the chin
Eleven million children playing the violin
As the whole nation burns from within

And who shall tell the queen that her mind is malfunctioning?
And who shall tell the king that his empire is crumbling?

Count the cost
And count the cost
And count the cost
The war we lost

Dark alleyways and secret meetings
As the opposition is sick and tired of bleeding
For a lost cause that no one cares to believe in
And a war no one wants to repeat

And who shall tell the generals that their enemy’s not bluffing?
And who shall tell the soldiers their lives are worth nothing?

And count the cost
And count the cost
And count the cost
The war we lost

Count the cost
And count the cost
And count the cost
The war we lost