Your Finest Hour

In ’44, we turned the war
D-Day made sure the foe retreated
In ’45, our troops survived
But in the vote, I am defeated

The masses spoke, though victory's mine
Chose some old bloke, ungrateful swine
There goes my power, what would have been
My finest hour

Back, in ’36 I tried to fix
The mad Idea, Hitler was charming
Then in ’38, though I gained weight
So did my case, for, rearming

In my modest way told all I was right
But lacked support, had to sit tight
Till ’39, justice was mine
Their finest hour

Though often feared
That we might lose
I kept my faith
Words, well I’d choose

"Time to bear and endure", "Never surrender"
"Blood, toil, tears, and sweat", "We shall go on to the end"
"Was never so much, owed to so few"
Their finest hour

I brought us through, expected you
Would thank me too, and show affection
But victory, and love for me
Did not extend to the election

Defeating Hitler, we had to fight
Defeating me, ballot box sufficed
That’s what we killed for, what blood was spilled for
Your finest hour

I won the war, but lost the peace
I can’t complain, my life did not cease
The only cross was one you wrote
Your brothers died, so you could vote
Didn’t just beat me, you beat tyranny
Your finest hour