Monologue on War and Madness

Don't, don't, don't, don't look at what's in front of

you. Boots, boots, boots, boots

moving up and down again.

Men, men, men, men, men go mad with

watching them. There's no discharge in the war.

If your eyes drop, they

will get the top of you. Boots, boots, boots,

boots moving up and down again. There's no

discharge in the war.

Try, try, try, try to think of something different.

Oh, my God, keep me from

going lunatic. Boots,

boots, boots, boots moving up and down again.

There's no discharge