It was just before dawn, one miserable morning in black Forty-Four

[Elidor]

(WARNING: Rabrrrr warning for lyric content!)
When the Forward Commander was told to sit tight
When he asked that his men be withdrawn

And the Generals gave thanks
As the others ranks
Held back the enemy tanks for a while
And the Anzio Bridgehead was held for the price
Of a few hundred ordinary lives

Kind old King George
Sent Mother a note
When he heard the Father was gone
It was, I recall, in the form of a scroll
With gold leaf and all
And I found it one day
In a drawer of old photographs
Hidden away
And my eyes still grow dim
To remember His Majesty
Signed with own rubber stamp...