no same

They talks o' England's glory and a-'oldin' of our trade,

Of Empire and 'igh destiny until we're fair flim-flammed;

But if it's for the likes o' that that bloody war is made,
Then wot I say is: Empire and 'igh destiny be damned!

There's only one good cause, Bill, for poor blokes like us to fight:

That's self-defence, for 'earth and 'ome, and them that bears our name;

And that's wot I'm a-doin' by the sandbags 'ere to-night. . . .

But Fritz out there will tell you 'e's a-doin' of the same.