The word went round In no dream town They shut us up And the shutters down The planes flew in And laid the ground We built upon And spun around God's one miracle Lost in circles
On the march Berlin to Bombers Bay Traveling dark On the roads to Mandalay
Cannon fire Came to call Stood us up And watched us fall The way we were And now outworn Our costumes changed To uniforms Black black days Here to stay
On the march Madrid to Bombers Bay Traveling dark On the road to Mandalay
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag Smile boys that's the style Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag Smile
They give us hope And teach us well With magic moons That cast a spell And hypnotize And draw us in I believe I'm believing God's one miracle Moves in circles
On the march Berlin to Bombers Bay Traveling dark On the road
On the march Berlin to Bombers Bay Traveling dark On the road to Mandalay
Black black days Where the flying fishes play Black black days Where the flying fishes play Black black days Where the flying fishes play Black black days Where the flying fishes play...