The Home Front

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Father mows the lawn and Mother 
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peels potatoes
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Grandma lays the table alone
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And adjusts a photograph of the 
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unknown soldier
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In this Holy of Holies the Home

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And from the TV an unwatched voice
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Suggests the answer is to plant 
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more trees
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The scrawl on the wall says what
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 about the workers
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And the voice of the people says 
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more salt please

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Mother shakes her head and reads 
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aloud from the newspaper
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And Father puts another lock on 
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the door
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And reflects upon the violent 
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times that we are living in
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While chatting to the wife beater 
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next door

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If paradise to you is cheap beer
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 and overtime
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Home truths are easily missed
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Something that every football fan 
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knows
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It only takes five fingers to 
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form a fist

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And when it rains here, it rains so
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 hard
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But never hard enough to wash 
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away the sorrow
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I'll trade my love today for a 
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greater love tomorrow
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The lonely child looks out and 
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dreams of independence
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From this family life sentence

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Mother sees but does not read the 
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peeling posters
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And can't believe that there's a 
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world to be won
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But in the public schools and in 
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the public houses
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The Battle of Britain goes on

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The constant promise of jam tomorrow
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Is the New Breeds litany and 
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verse
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If it takes another war to fill 
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the churches of England
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Then the world the meek inherit, 
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what will it be worth

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Mother fights the tears and 
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father, his sense of outrage
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And attempts to justify the 
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sacrifice
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To pass their creed down to 
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another generation
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Anything for the quite life

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In the Land of a Thousand Doses
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Where nostalgia is the opium of 
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the age
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Our place in history is as clock 
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watchers
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Old timers, window shoppers