The lyrics \"well life is short/we spend all our time/just fucking and fighting my friend\" bear a resemblance to 'We Can Work It Out' by The Beatles (\"life is very short and there's no time/for fussing and fighting my friend\").
General Jan Smuts (1870-1950) was a south African soldier and politician. There's a pub called The General Smuts in Bloemfontein Road, London, W12.
Well life is short We spend all our time Just fucking fighting my friend Well a soul can't be bought Not with a cheap rhyme And I know that when I die I'm gonna go down with the general Up with the general smuts
Well I've been stuck in a hole And it's dark down here Every time I've thought I've seen the light Well it just fades and disappears Just fades and disappears Just fades and disappears Just fades and disappears
I've seen a face in the shadows And I've said \"how do you do?\" And I've been living in this horror show Which just never ends I'm gonna go down with the general Back to the general smuts I'm going down with the general Up with the general smuts
Fades and disappears I've seen a face in the shadows And I've said \"how do you do?\" And I've been living in this horror show For much too long I'm going down with the general Back to the general Down with the general Up with the general smuts