Four & Twenty Hardmen

Words by Patrick Cannell © 1996
(Music adapted from Prokoviev.)

Lookouts in the watch tower, bayonettes in the hand.
Four and twenty hard men living off the land.
Counting the days until their leader sets them free.
I wonder how soon that will be?

One of them is ugly, one of them is mad
And one of them's the only friend they ever had.
He promises to make them kings when his day comes.
They work towards their destiny with hand grenades and bombs.