Letra de Loser, Losing, Lost

I. The scene at Appomattox; The Greeks at Thermopylae; The men at Dienbienphu Lining up to die: A million ghosts will stop the throat Of any who does mock General Grant and General Lee And all at Appomattox. II. There in every classroom; In every secondary school; And in every workplace, Every typing pool; There, beside you on the bus, With that lifeless stare - Nervously, outside surgery, Waiting for doctors there... III. There's cancer in the South of France; Cancer lurks in Rome; Cancer circles the whole world Until it finds you home. In heart and liver it is waiting For all of us, or most; Our very cells join hands and sing - "Loser - losing - lost."