Original ID : 5165 Created On : 2005-09-29 Last Modified : 2005-11-09
Sung in the dinner hall between courses:
*Arsehole, arsehole, a soldier I shall be,
To piss, to piss, two pistols at my knees,
Fuck you, fuck you, for curiosity,
Fight for my cunt, fight for my cunt, fight for my counnnnn-tryyyyyy.*
Caused many a detention. I wonder why?
An alternative ending was “Fight for the Queen’s cunt, fight for the Queen’s cunt, fight for the Queen’s cunt-ree”. Some people think that this scans better and is funnier because it’s got the Queen’s cunt in it. It’s all a matter of perspective, really.
[anon]
Should the present Monarch pass away, this song will not be rendered obsolete. Simply switch your allegiance to the new head of state by changing the last two lines to:
“Fucking and cunt, Fucking and cunt, Fucking and Cunt-er-ee!”
And thus a new generation gets to savour the taste of illicit playground swears.