Saturday, December 15, 2012

I don't want to join the army

Speranza

To the tune of "I'll make a man of anyone of you"

I don't want to join the army

I don't want to go to war

I'd rather hang around

Piccadilly underground

living off the earnings of a lady typist

I don't want a bayonet in my belly

I don't want my bollocks shot away

I'd rather stay in England

in merry merry England

& fornicate this bleeding life away

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