New Model Army - The charge

Our ^Bmhistory speaks in thunder from a ^Athousand village halls In ^Bmblood and sweat and sacrifice, in ^Ahonouring every call So the ^Bmforces gathered against the thorn a-^Apiercing in their side A ^Bmbrave new world is beckoning so the ^Aolder world must die.

In the ^Bmoffices of the city, at all the ^Atables of oak and power The ^Bmsnares are laid and baited for the app^Aroaching of the hour A ^Bmhundred justifications and the ^Apresses are ready to roll The ^Bmgateways to the nation they are ^Afirmly under control

^BmOn, on, on, cried the ^Aleaders at the back We went ^Bmgalloping down the blackened hills And ^Ainto the gaping trap The ^Embridges are burnt behind us and there's ^Dwaiting guns ahead ^F#Into the valley of ^Gdeath rode the brave ^Bmhundreds ^{D G Bm D G}

We ^Bmcalled for some assistance from the ^Afriends that we had known But ^Bmthis is the 1980s and ^Awe were on our own We ^Bmnever felt like heroes or ^Amartyrs to a cause Just ^Bmbattle-weary soldiers in a ^Abloody civil war

The ^C#mmassacre now is over and the order new enshrined While a ^Aquarter of the nation are abandoned far behind The ^C#mleaders offer the cliche words, so righteous in defeat But ^Ano one needs morality when there isn't enough to eat The ^Ebmunity bond is broken and the loyalty songs are fake I'll screw my only brother for even a glimpse at a piece of the cake We only cry in private here behind the shuttered glass When we think of the charge of this brigade, the ^Dsevering of the past