The Ballad of Vic Williams by Band Of Hope Lyrics
[VERSE 1]
Me name it is Vic Williams I was a soldier to the Queen
I joined up to defend me country in me teens
Not to do whatever they tell you to wherever they draw the line
For the ruling class in Ulster or the capital on the Rhine
[Chorus]
Not for me 1 2 3 4 not for me anymore
[Verse 2]
They tell you it's a good career they tell you it's a laugh
They tell you that a pint of beer is cheaper here by half
But not so cheap as soldiers' lives you find that out too late
When it's time for you to go for Texaco - Gung-ho in Kuwait
[Chorus]
Not for me 1 2 3 4 not for me anymore
[Verse 3]
They wound us up with racism to get us in the mood
For a spot of collateral damage
Over the price of crude
They talk about legality but they never told me me rights
I couldn't stick their hypocrisy so I swore I wouldn't fight
[Chorus]
Not for me 1 2 3 4 not for me anymore
[Verse 4]
They sent us down the PX to get some desert kit
For ours was in the desert with Iraqi's wearing it
You couldn't hear "Give Peace a Chance" for bishops giving thanks
And most of the Brits that never came back
Got blown to bits by Yanks
[Chorus]
Not for me 1 2 3 4 not for me anymore
[Verse 5]
They charged me with desertion but I never ran away
The officers gave me orders that my conscience couldn't obey
So I stood up and spoke out and when the war was done
I went back to Woolwich Barracks 'cos I wouldn't live on the run
[Chorus]
Not for me 1 2 3 4 not for me anymore
[Verse 6]
Me name is Vic Williams I was a soldier to the queen
But I didn't know the half of it when I was in me teens
The enemy ain't the other side wherever they draw the line
The enemy is the ruling class who draw the bloody line
Not for me 1 2 3 4 not for me anymore
The enemy ain't the other side wherever they draw the line
The enemy is the ruling class who draw the bloody line
Not for me 1 2 3 4 not for me anymore
Not for me 1 2 3 4 not for me anymore
Me name it is Vic Williams I was a soldier to the Queen
I joined up to defend me country in me teens
Not to do whatever they tell you to wherever they draw the line
For the ruling class in Ulster or the capital on the Rhine
[Chorus]
Not for me 1 2 3 4 not for me anymore
[Verse 2]
They tell you it's a good career they tell you it's a laugh
They tell you that a pint of beer is cheaper here by half
But not so cheap as soldiers' lives you find that out too late
When it's time for you to go for Texaco - Gung-ho in Kuwait
[Chorus]
Not for me 1 2 3 4 not for me anymore
[Verse 3]
They wound us up with racism to get us in the mood
For a spot of collateral damage
Over the price of crude
They talk about legality but they never told me me rights
I couldn't stick their hypocrisy so I swore I wouldn't fight
[Chorus]
Not for me 1 2 3 4 not for me anymore
[Verse 4]
They sent us down the PX to get some desert kit
For ours was in the desert with Iraqi's wearing it
You couldn't hear "Give Peace a Chance" for bishops giving thanks
And most of the Brits that never came back
Got blown to bits by Yanks
[Chorus]
Not for me 1 2 3 4 not for me anymore
[Verse 5]
They charged me with desertion but I never ran away
The officers gave me orders that my conscience couldn't obey
So I stood up and spoke out and when the war was done
I went back to Woolwich Barracks 'cos I wouldn't live on the run
[Chorus]
Not for me 1 2 3 4 not for me anymore
[Verse 6]
Me name is Vic Williams I was a soldier to the queen
But I didn't know the half of it when I was in me teens
The enemy ain't the other side wherever they draw the line
The enemy is the ruling class who draw the bloody line
Not for me 1 2 3 4 not for me anymore
The enemy ain't the other side wherever they draw the line
The enemy is the ruling class who draw the bloody line
Not for me 1 2 3 4 not for me anymore
Not for me 1 2 3 4 not for me anymore