Battlefield Dance Floor Lyrics

On the eve of Agincourt the King is in the camp
Walking incognito through the rain and through the damp
Soldiers round the campfire singing dirty songs
Passing out the ale and even Henry sings along

Get 'em up, one, two, three, four
Kicking at the dark's what your hands and feet are for
Set 'em up, one, two, three, four
Tomorrow is a battlefield, tonight it is a dance floor

Drake and all his mates are playing bowls out on the Hoe
Medina in the distance has a hundred miles to go
Finish off the game, let's wander into town
Light the f-ing beacon and we'll buy another round

Set 'em up, one, two, three, four
Kicking at the dark's what your hands and feet are for
Set 'em up, one, two, three, four
Tomorrow is a battlefield, tonight it is a dance floor

Wellington in Brussels on the eve of Waterloo
Dancing with the ladies like a gentleman should do
Napoleon in the distance thirty miles away
Knocking back the brandy ‘til the very break of day
Get 'em up, one, two, three, four
Kicking at the dark's what your hands and feet are for
Set 'em up, one, two, three, four
Tomorrow is a battlefield, tonight it is a dance floor

A ballet not a battle
It's a salsa not a siege
A zumba not a rumble
Or a rhumba in the breach
A mambo not a mortar
It's a tango not a sword
Tomorrow is a battlefield ...
Tonight it is a dance floor

Churchill, Bradley, Monty and the rest
It's D-Day in the morning and they're drinking with the best
Brandy, cigars, and a lot of pretty girls
Tonight we're gonna party and tomorrow save the world

Get 'em up, one, two, three, four
Kicking at the dark's what your hands and feet are for
Set 'em up, one, two, three, four
Tomorrow is a battlefield tonight it is a dance --
Set 'em up, one, two, three, four
Kicking at the dark's what your hands and feet are for
Set 'em up, one, two, three, four
Tomorrow is a battlefield ... tonight it is a dance floor

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