'Eaton Rifles' by the Jam
Favourite line - 'We were no match for their untamed wit" - oh just love that!
(Eaton, BTW is the ultimate posh English 'Public' (that is, private,fee charging) school where lots of the top echelons of the British ruling class go).
Roger
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Sup up your beer and collect your fags,
Theres a row going on down near Slough,
Get out your mat and pray to the west,
Ill get out mine and pray for myself.
Thought you were smart when you took them on,
But you didnt take a peep in their artillery room,
All that rugby puts hairs on your chest,
What chance have you got against a tie and a crest.
Hello-hurray - what a nice day
For the Eton rifles, Eton rifles
Hello-hurray - I hope rain stops play
With the Eton rifles, Eton rifles
Thought you were clever when you lit the fuse,
Tore down the House of Commons in your brand new shoes,
Compose a revolutionary symphony,
Then went to bed with a charming young thing.
Hello-hurray - cheers then mate
Its the eton rifles, Eton rifles
Hello-hurray - an extremist scrape
With the eton rifles, Eton rifles
What a catalyst you turned out to be,
Loaded the guns then you run off home for your tea,
Left me standing - like a guilty schoolboy.
What a catalyst you turned out to be,
Loaded the guns then you run off home for your tea,
Left me standing - like a naughty schoolboy.
We came out of it naturally the worst,
Beaten and bloody and I was sick down my shirt,
We were no match for their untamed wit,
Though some of the lads said theyll be back next week.
Hello-hurray - theres a price to pay
To the Eton rifles, Eton rifles
Hello-hurray - Id prefer the plague
To the Eton rifles. Eton rifles
Hello-hurray - theres a price to pay
To the Eton rifles, Eton rifles
Hello-hurray - Id prefer the plague
To the Eton rifles. Eton rifles
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