07 April 2014 Music Leon Rosselson will be performing live on 8 November at the Tony Benn Night Remembrance Sunday event. Details and booking » Remembrance Day Performed by Leon Rosselson and Robb JohnsonWritten by Leon Rosselson Lyrics It was Remembrance Day at the Cenotaph, The rain was falling fast. The Queen was there with her entourage Watching the o*d Comrades march past. There were wreaths of scarlet flowers And we wore our poppies with pride The brass bands played funeral music And one or two people cried When Big Ben chimed eleven We solemnly bared our heads And stood for the two minute' silence To remember our glorious dead. It was at that sacred moment That I heard an eerie sound A ghastly, ghostly stirring Seemed to come from under the ground. And a voice rose out of the darkness A voice that was coarse and ill-bred Saying 'I am the voice of the fallen And I am the voice of the dead. 'I speak for the silent slaughtered The ones who rot under the grass And we don't want your two minutes' silence You can stick it up your arse'. Then I thought I heard an explosion And a kind of a sob or a laugh And a faint aroma of corpses Hung around the cenotaph. The queen stood straight as a ramrod And none of the mourners stirred In spite of the two minutes' silence No-one had heard a word. It seems a small bunch of fanatics Had tried to dishonour the day By shouting 'Remember Biafra' But they were soon hustled away. Then the two minutes' silence was over And we heard the wind and the rain And from Horse Guards Parade a gun sounded And normal life started again. It was Remembrance Day at the cenotaph The queen was dressed in black And the bishop conducted a service For the ones who never came back.