[Intro – distorted guitar riff, slow drum build] [Instrumental Solo] [Verse 1 – raw, gravelly vocals, bluesy guitar licks] No trade, no grades, no future plans Recruitment man grinning, forms in hand “Good on you son, make your old man proud” Ink hits the line, time to serve the crown [Verse 1 Continued – steady bassline, tight snare hits] 3 months later, blood and sweat Broke you down, stripped what’s left Trained for war, no sense of pain Fill the ranks for the rich man’s gain [Chorus – full band, then dramatic drop] Lied to for profit, they send you to war They lounge in warmth while you die in the cold You fight their wars, you pay in blood Just numbers to them… [Music cuts — silence] THE EXPENDABLE MEN [Interlude – bluesy guitar solo, slow and wailing] [Instrumental Solo] [Verse 2 – softer vocals, sparse guitar strums] Rifle in hand, armoured jacket on Injuries and death, no time to mourn March in line, obey the cause Into the meat grinder, flesh and bone [Verse 2 Continued – building intensity, crashing cymbals] Discharged from service, scars remain No way back, time to start again The streets at home feel cold, estranged Don't know how to act, the mental strain [Chorus – full band, heavier impact, then drop] Lied to for profit, they send you to war They lounge in warmth while you die in the cold You fight their wars, you pay in blood Just numbers to them… [Music cuts — longer silence] THE EXPENDABLE MEN [No music] Ruling class pawn, discarded aside PTSD, disabled or dead Families torn apart Too many men FUCKED in their head [Final Chorus – biggest build, extended drop] Lied to for profit, they send you to war They lounge in warmth while you die in the cold You fight their wars, you pay in blood Just numbers to them… [Music cuts — silence hangs] THE EXPENDABLE MEN [Single chord hits… rings out] [Outro – quiet guitar, distant vocals fading] The expendable men… The expendable men… The expendable men… The expendable men… The expendable men… [No music] The expendable men….