'Say, Major, what are your lot fighting for?
For your own skins and your Empire and the peace of Europe.

Waal, those ideals don't concern us one cent.

We're not Europeans, and there aren't any German trenches on Long Island yet.
You've made the ring in Europe, and if we came butting in it wouldn't be the rules of the game.

You wouldn't welcome us, and I guess you'd be right.

We're that delicate-minded we can't interfere and that was what my friend, President Wilson, meant when he opined that America was too proud to fight.