Union Jack

Magic land so far away - was It worth the voyage in these days? The lives of soldiers thrown away In medieval claims to yesterday... Off the starboard bow&in the Heat of the night&we visualize Apocalypse in the fire fight, The parliament says "it's necessary" But Birmingham calls you home& The neighborhood, the family, the Mind begins to roam. Ocean currents flowing&taking Vessels to a war&whether right Or wrong it's a moot point&as we Hit the shore&a former king's Residence&in the district of the North&the crown of England is risking All for sovereignty at Stanley Port. The Mission. The Mission. Don't Forget The Mission. But there's no way out&I don't want To stand here and fight anymore& Please - couldn't we find a better way, I just saw somebody die. Waving the flag as he fell to the ground - While the locals rejoiced in liberation. So take those ice cold islands back - Almighty Union Jack&a thousand Victories will be behind you&in royal Fashion the colonies, the land swept up In the naval destruction out at sea.