You were never here so you don't know
the horrors of war where the poppies grow
and now we march down your main street
to the sound of our own shuffling feet
You live in your head you can't understand
drowning in mud out in no man's land
CNN and the evening news
and another pair of boardroom shoes
chorus:
was I you yesterday?
was I you yesterday?
was I you yesterday?
something slipped along the way
something slipped along the way
was I you yesterday?
Now you hang your flag and you beat your chest
singing along with all the rest
when I say Somme and Passchendaele
you scratch your head without fail
Now I'm old and light is growing dim
and I contemplate my childhood sins
If everything remains the same
then I'll know I died in vain
(chorus)