Me and old Bill
Sittin' by the river
Throwin' in a line, talkin' of the times in the war together

I say, how's the old wound?
He says, not so tough
Cos the little piece of lead that they took outta my leg
Gonna send it back to Russia with love

I say to him, Bill
How time is flyin'
Before you look around, you're in the departure lounge and suddenly you're dyin'

The regimental magazine
Brings home your rage
The obituaries were in twos and threes but now they take a whole damn page

Down by the river
We watch the world go by
Through our years of terror
The world just turned a blind eye

Down by the river
There's a peace they'll never know
We wonder when they'll ever learn
That you reap what you sow

Me and old Bill
Open up the cool bag
After two beers we solve the world affairs, sky's the limit with a six-pack

After all our advice
Will they ever see the light?
To hell with those lands, we've got a crisis on our hands
Cos Bill I think you've got a bite

Down by the river
We watch the world go by
Through our years of terror
The world just turned a blind eye

Down by the river
There's a peace they'll never know
We wonder when they'll ever learn
That you reap what you sow

Me and old Bill
Open up the cool bag
After two beers we solve the world affairs, sky's the limit with a six-pack

After all our advice
Will they ever see the light?
To hell with those lands, we've got a crisis on our hands
Cos Bill you got him on the line