I knew a man he was old and very shaken He told of hearts that still were breaking Of days gone by and foreign shorelines Air attack and Dodging Landmines Everyone's a hero but still they have to die His friend told me it was no lie They're beating up the wrong guy Watching the days go by, Screaming on the Beaches And they're screaming on the beaches And they're holding back the leaches With a tearful eye he told of friends he'd left there laying Macho men who cried and turned to praying Running around to dodge disaster Their heads held low and hearts get faster Everyone's a hero but still they have to die There's a human link somewhere out there They're holding up the waitline