Roger Waters SOUTHAMPTON DOCK
Brezhnev took Afghnistan,
And Begin took Beirut,
Galtieri took the Union Jack.
And Maggie over lunch one day
Took a cruiser with all hands.
Apparently to make him give it back.
Oooh, Maggie what have you done?
They disembarked in '45
And no one spoke
And no one smiled
There were too many spaces in the line.
And gathered at the cenotaph
They all agreed with hand on heart
To sheath the sacrificial knives.
She stands upon Southampton dock,
With her handkerchief, and her summerfrock
Clings to het wet body in the rain.
In quiet desperation
Knuckles white upon the slippery rain
She bravely waves the boys good-bye again.....
Ooooh, Maggie what have you done?
And still the dark stain spreads between their shoulder blades
A mute reminder of the poppy fields and graves.
When the fight was over,
We spend what they had made.
In the bottom of our hearts we felt
The final cut.
Writers: Roger Waters
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