The natives are restless tonight sir. Cooped up on estates with no hope in sight. They need some kind of distraction. We can give them that. 'Cause they'd kill if they only had something to kill for. They'd die if they only had something to die for. They'd cheer if they only had something to cheer for. We can give them that. So it's off to war we go (I couldn't believe it). Bring out all the flags (I never believed it). Fight the good fight. It's working like a dream sir. Half the nation are hooked on the bait. Waiting for the next victorious instalment. We can give them that. 'Cause it's no surprise that young men are heroes. It's no surprise that young men are strong. It's no surprise that young men are foolish. We've known that all along. Exciting pictures on News at Ten (I couldn't believe it). Read all the crap on all the front pages (I never believed it). Fight the good fight. Chorus:. Dead men in the South Atlantic. It's meant to warm our hearts. They think that they died for you and me. Oh God what a farce what a farce. And now it's the repeats. Plugging the Falklands and the Falklands' spirit. Show the pictures again and again. Till the next war comes around. 'Cause we'll kill if we only have something to kill for. We'll die if we only have something to die for. We'll cheer if we only have something to cheer for. That is worthy of the name. Oh yes the next war (I never believed it). See the propaganda in TV fiction (I never believed it). Enemies with horns and tails. Chorus:. There are dead men in the South Atlantic. It's meant to warm our hearts. They think that they died for you and me. Oh God what a farce what a farce. There's crippled men back home in England. Doesn't it warm your hearts. They think they fought for peace and freedom.