Sgt McCartney's dispatch from the Front

(This was written by Erik Nelson, who first posted it here. My many thanks to him for allowing me to reprint it.)

I read the news today oh, boy
About some martians coming to invade
And though the field was rather wide
The ship was kind of cramped
When they got out they were amped
They blew some people up with rays
They didn't notice that the wind had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They'd not seen this before
Nobody was quite prepared for lots and lots of blood and gore

I saw the roads today oh, boy
The walking tripods blowing up the towns
A crowd of people jammed the way
But i just had to stay
I could not get away
I love to turn you on.

Woke up, got out of bed
Got my carriage from the shed
Met an artilleryman in the next town
Who had a plan for living under ground
Met a curate raving mad
Hiding in an abandoned flat
Found my way upstairs saw nothing but smoke
Somebody spoke and i went into a dream
Ah

I read the news today oh, boy
A million germs infecting all the war machines
And though the germs were rather small
They somehow killed them all
Now we can finally go outside to places like the albert hall
I'd love to turn you on