Reigning Men

battle of the bulge

Thief Art

Sorry mademoiselle
Sorry my soft bellied friends
Sorry to all damsels
Life is a constant threat
But power is derived from the carrot and stick
And the stick is a sword and the sword a gun
The fields once lied empty
Awaiting their fill by men
The General led a gangster’s army
Sharing Caesar’s reigning men
Come meet the meanest rogue on the block
Because the bayonet sees red,
That’s what the Chinese said
Yet Passchendaele was not quickly spared
Did it need to drown in its own blood
One more carrot and stick in the mud
Only Christmas morning raised song
They buried their dead, contemplated the Somme
Who wouldn’t want a sing-along
Like the dupes in the jungle, Mekong
Terror couldn’t get along
In tune with the Vietcong
And these are still the rules
They can crush a French directorate
Reds were once under the beds
And may still haunt our rhetoric
But they’re coming for your daughters
And they’re coming for your soup
And they’re coming for your Microsoft
So harden up, regroup
Try not to be misunderstood
The plans are in foreign hands,
And they scheme like a gangster’s hood