I don't want to join the army
I don't want to go to war.
I would rather hang around
Picadilly's underground
A'livin off the earnings of a 'igh born lady
I don't want a bullet in me backside,
I don't want me buttocks (or arsehole) shot away.
I would rather stay in Lunnon,
Jolly, jolly Lunnon
And fornicate me bloomin' life away, Gor Blimey
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Call out the Army and the Navy
Call out the rank and file.
Call out the brave Territorials
They face danger with a smile!
Call out the King's Militia
They kept England free!
Call out me brother
Me father or me mother
But for Gawd's sake don't call me.
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