00:00England, we're fodder for the mill and we'll be fodder for the front.
00:05Right boys, ready?
00:10Joining up?
00:11I feel it's my patriotic duty.
00:13We'll need a new chorus, master.
00:16I hope he puts the wind up the Germans more than he ever did the Sopranos.
00:21Dr. Guthrie.
00:22What?
00:23He's been working in Germany. Treachery.
00:26He's an atheist.
00:27There are atheists now.
00:29There's one in Bradford.
00:31I heard his Mozart Requiem.
00:34So did I.
00:36It was wonderful.
00:38I'd like to hear the chorale.
00:41For God's sake man, rain in the bloody German.
00:48I always hold an avenue if you fancy it.
00:52One here will.
00:54Shall be rest in.
00:57Angels, ever bright and fair.
01:04Any news of Clyde?
01:06Clyde was the best tenor we ever had.
01:08Was?
01:09It's not been confirmed.
01:10Yes.
01:11He'll turn up.
01:13Cowards.
01:14What's this?
01:15Why aren't you at the front?
01:17Well none of us 18 yet.
01:18And when we are we'll go.
01:19Madam.
01:22She's lost her brother.
01:25I'll talk of the telegram.
01:28It's this flaming war.
01:29Born by Christmas boys.
01:30The vicars wanted.
01:31The women wanted.
01:32The idiots getting killed they wanted.
01:33Who do you turn to?
01:34We used to have such a nice going on.
01:35Hello stranger.
01:36You've been dealt some rough cards.
01:37This gentleman wants to know if any of you can sing.
01:39Limb lost, not to mention the things you've seen.
01:58A gentleman wants to know if any of you can sing.
02:02Limb lost, not to mention the things you've seen.
02:06Parted off to France. I haven't lived.
02:09Life is shit.
02:11So sing.
02:15A man should hear a little music every day of his life,
02:19so worldly cares may not obliterate the beautiful in the human soul.
02:25Oh, that is nice.
02:28Get it.
02:29Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.
02:31For God's sake, man, lower your voice.
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