Victory Hands - Top Brass

He was speaking not just for himself
Not just for the three who made this trip
But for 400,000 men and women
Who at one time or another had played the part
Of making this spectacular feat
Top brass
It is rather fashionable these days
To speak of the man as a class apart
He knows the hardware
Top brass
I have never thought of it that way
That is set at the top brass
We cannot make this attack
My men are tired
My men are disheartened
We cannot make this attack
My men are tired
My men are disheartened
And their morale
Is
Low
Your men are not tired
Your men are not disheartened
Their morale is not low
Relieve
Relieve
Relieve
You are tired
Your morale is low
I am going to relieve you
You are tired
Your morale is low
I am going to relieve you
You are tired
Your morale is low
I am going to relieve you
You are tired
Your morale is low
I am going to relieve you
Tired
Low

Written by:
Charles Thomas, Donald Christopher, James Williams

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