Lyrics
These are your orders
Seems like it's, "Do it or die"
So, please, read them closely
When you've learnt them, be sure that you eat them up
They're specially flavoured
With Burgundy, Tizer and Rye
12 sheets of foolscap, don't ask me why
We hit the jungle
Just as it starts to monsoon
Our map showed no rainfall
All the boys were depressed by this circumstance
Trust in the weather
To bless agricultural man
Who gives birth to more farmhands, don't ask me why
15 was chosen because he was dumb
7 because he was blind
I got the job because I was so mean
While somehow appearing so kind
Drifting about through the cauliflower trees
With a cauliflower ear for the birds
The squadron assembled what senses they had
And this is the sound that they heard
Back at headquarters
Khaki decisions are made
File under futile
That should give you its main point of reference
It's all so confusing
What with pythons, and then deadly flies
But to them, it's a picnic, don't ask me why
13 was chosen because of his luck
11 because of his feet
One got signed up for exceptional pluck
Another because he was mute
Roaming about through the gelatin swamps
With a gelatin eye on the stripes
The squadron assembled what senses they had
And this is the sound that they heard
Back in Blighty, there was you
There were milkmen every morning
But these endless shiny trees
Never used to be that way
Back in Blighty, there was you
There were milkmen every morning
But these endless shiny trees
Never used to be that way
Back in Blighty, there was you
There were milkmen every morning
But these endless shiny trees
Never used to be that way