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Oh Oakey Oh Oakey *i£ a cunt of a place
The organisation is a fucking disgrace
There's OCfS of Base Sqn and eon&fe'a too
With things up their arsehole and fuck all to do
They stand on the runway they scream and they shout
5Rxey tell us of things they know fuck all about
For all the good that they might as well be
Shovelling shit on the Isle of Capri
Oh silly and scowl together know nought
Hare you ever asked them all about
The shit catchers union and counting the pans
If its not in the bucket its sure in the fan
A pilot in Base Sqn therfg never been
Until the Duty Officer arrives on the scene
The question is asked where fs your Sam Browne
Qhe pilot says tersely youfre some kind of down
A Dining In night at Oakey convened
All of the honchos appeared on the scene
The Coadr welcomed them with open arms
Well that doesnft mean we cant sing you psalms
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Oh Whitlams the king of this domain
He impresseB opinio©* on us till it pains
Bie regiment knows the whole things a farce
And the whole fucking lot should be shoved up his arse4*
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THE AVIATORS PRAYER.
OUR FATHER WHO ART IN CANBERRA
SLOCOMBE BE THY NAME
THE LIBERALS ARE DONE,LABOUR WON
ON CARANDOOLY COURT, ASIT IS AT LANEFIELD,
GIVE US THIS DAY OUR TRAVELLING ALLOWANCE
AND FORGIVE US OUR ACCUSATIONS
AS WE FORGIVE OUR SENIOR OFFICERS
AND LEAD US NOT INTO TEMPTATION
BUT DELIVER US FROM THE DFRB BOARD
FOR THINE IS THE POWER, THE A4 AND THE MINISTERIAL
FOR EVER AND EVER
AMENo
M^Li^F JEJUNI1 CARRIE
On toj) of Mb Carrie
Without any snov;
We lost a rotator •
From living to low
He put on an air ahov;
'rVas lovely to ecu
On top of lit Garrie
He clobbered a trao;
With maximum power
He made his last rasa
.,,At altitude zero
He busted his aon
LITTLE BROVm MOUSE.
OH THE LIQUOR WAS SPILT ON THE BAR ROOM FLOOR
AND THE BAR WAS CLOSED TOR THE NIGHT
'if«FiW0&mi ffliE m UOffSE
WELL HE LICKED UP THE LIQUOR OFF THE MR ROHM FLOOR
AND BACK ON HIS HAUNCHES HE SAT
AND ALL,NIGHT LONG YOU COULD HEAR HIM ROOR
GREASE UP THE GODDAM CAT.
THE MOONLIGHT POPPER.
I LOVE TO SHIT ON A MOOKLIG1TP HIGH!
FROM THE TOP OF A LOFTY TlUiJS
NOT A SOUND CAN BE HEARD,
BUT THE DROP OF THE TURD
AND THE DRIP DRIP DRIP OF THE P«.V..
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THE BARGIRL'S LAMENT • 0. ■ ,
Ch Uc Da Loi, cheap charlie
He no buy me Saigon Tea
Saigon Tea cost many, many pi
Uc Da Loi,""he cheap charlie
Ver Uc La Loi, cheap charlie
He no part with MPC
MPC worth many, many pi
Uc Da Loi, he cheap charlie
Ver Uc Da Lqi, cheap chaxlie
He no go to bed with me
Go to bed with me cost many, many pi
Uc Da Loi,. he cheap charlie
Ver Uc Da Loi, cheap charlie
Makes me give him one for free
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Mama-san go crook at me
Uc Da loi, he cheap charlie
Ver Uc Da Loi, cheap charlie > ' , ».
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He gives baby~san to me
Baby-san cost many, many pi
Uc Da Loi, he cheap charlie Co\{-j <a* !\ ''I '
Ver Uc Da Loi, cheap charlie V_£_L
He go home across the sea
Baby-san he leaves with me
Uc Da Loi, he cheap charlie*
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You, could hear, the gunners shouting
You could hear the people shout
I can see the "bastards running-
Sure that marking smoke is out
Oh the rice fields they v/ere burning
And the gunsmoke he_could sm-rtf ~
And the firey scene belov him
Made-him whisper holy hell
Whisper holy hell.
There was 50 feet between the--x
As they made their seconl p? ... ■*
He eould hear machine guns ciiuvU c
He could hear the rockets blar.v
Before the VieiflPPg- found thou: cove
His bullets found their ribs
And the leadmans aim was deadlh-
With the weaponr; on fiis ship
Weapons on his ship'-
It was over in a moment
There was silence all around
There before him laj; the bodi..
Of the VC on the ground
He survived the first encounter•
And now he!s like the rest
He was a combat pilot
He had past the crucial tk~ct
Past the crucial test"
Then his CO give the briefing
When th£ VC hif the ground
You must fly along the tree toX)
Bo a recce all around
Our great pilot did his "duty
But you ain't heard the rest
He had shot up sixty ARVN
Who were on a training tont
Who were on a training test
Nov/ the moral of this story
Whilst flying all around
And you think your taking fire
Prom the VC on the ground
And they call you and they ask you
To make a firing pass
Then you tell your fearless leader
He can shove it up his ass
Shove it up his ass.
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BOMB THE TOV7N
Bomb the town and straff the people
Fire your rockets all around
You will really laugh your ass off
As they crawl along the ground,
Bomb them on a Sunday morning
Get the children while they pray
Lay a rocket on the altar
DonH let any get away.
Drop your bombs in public places
you will kill more if you do
bomb the town and straff the people
It will thrill you thru and thru,
Drop some candy to the children
Watch them all gather 'round
Take your twenty millileter
Gun the little bastards down*
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the,.baLlad of billie joe
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(To the tune of Glfc)ST RIDERS IN THE SKY)
Well he/came to Viejnam with a gun in his hand,
Swortfto fight the VC in this troubled lart<i
Dpwn to his office each morning he would stride
/jRifle, and pistol, hangin1 by his side*
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Billie Joe, Billie Joe,.
Gunfighter Extraordinaire
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To aid his fight he 'drew a vest and mnvival radio,
Hanging in his offibe in case ho*s called to go#
The weeks go by, he hears no oall,he aays ffHere J nmni
Alas no one knows Billie Joe's in Vietnam.
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Billie Joe, Billie Joe,
Gunfighter Extraordinaire.
And then one night the siren goesf he's got his chance at last,
As Ready Reaction Leader, he sends the call "Stand Fast".
And then to our, dismay he cries, "Just where do I go?"
His men lopk up, tears in their eyes, "What's happened to-Billie Joe
Billie Job, Billie Joar -s.
Gunfighter Extraordinaire.
jDhJBil-lie, Oh Billie Joe you've had your chonoe, ray friend,
For you it's the AO's desk until the bitter end,
Hand in your helmet, vest and survival radio,
If you ever hear the call again, please do ttQt go.
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Billie Joe, Billie Joef
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CHORUS: Silver wings upor; my chest "rt '•<"
Fly my chopper 'above the rest
Thats the v/ay I get more pay
And I don!t need no dam beret #
VERSE: Tennis shoes upon his feet
Some folks call him sneaky Pete
Roams the jungle all the day'
Wears that funny green beret,
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VERSE: Leaves them.out there all alone
"Whilst I fly my chopper home
100 men will take the test
While I fly home and tpke a rest,
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VERSE: There1 s a rifle on the trail
Marks the spot wfferc he turned tail
Now some charlie along the way
Wears that funny green beret
DOWN AMONG THE'SHELTERING PALMS
Down among the Sheltering Palms
I took my girl one day
It was in the month of May
There I laid her down in the grass
She began to wriggle her arse
Then I thought I heard the Angles bumming
And I knew my girl would soon be coming
So I wrapped my legs around her and said
M0h honey, wait for me, well come together
Honey, wait for me,n
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CHORUS: J do ?t want to join t,.e army
I cV .:t wo.nl: to go to Trar
I'd ather hang around Piccadilly underground
Liv." g off the earning.';: of a high born lady
Don1', want a bayonet tip my ley her
Doxi-': want my bollicks shot nv/ay "shot away1
I'd : ■ vbher Jtay in England, Merry Merry England
And. : rnicato my fuckin life away
VERSE^ Mon<. - I touched her 0,1 the r.nkle
Tuc- ..y I touched'her on the i nee
Wedu :day success; I lifted up her dress
Tliv;:, ..ay I saw it, oh uiwd W irney
Frid ■/ I put my hand Uj on it
Sati.. 'ay she gave my b"\M;s a '■ vvich
And i .mday "after suppc\ , I s] :.ppod a sly one up her
And . ow I'm payiiig her l/G a ,reek*
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WHEN YOUR CO SAYS TO IRON IT DO YOl
TAKE IT iJFF IN SPITE,
AND REPLACE IT WITH YOUR NCKEX AND
YOU HOPE THAT SHE'LL 3E RIGHT,
DOES YOUR UNIFORM LOSE ITS CREASES
ON THE BEDPOST OVERNIGHT.
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(SOLO)
THE SCHOOL OF AVIATION TEACH
PEOPLE HOW TO FLY,
SOME FLY IN CHOPPERS, TAKING OFF
AND COMING CROPPERS,
THEIR INSTRUCTORS ARE TO SLAKE WHA
THEIR NUMBER, RANK, AND NANE,
FILL OUT THE FORKS IN TRIPLICATE
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1£ SQUADRON GOT UP EARLY ITS VQKDt
TO PERFORM,
T^'ICE ROUND THE AIRFIELD THAT DAY
OR RATHER BARE FIELD,
BUT WHAT WAS IT ALL FOR YOU HEARD
THE- SOLDIERS ROAR,
IF FITNESS IS EFFICIENCY WE'RE THE
FINEST IN THE CORPS.
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DOES YOUR UNIFORM LOSE ITS CREASES
THE BEDPOST OVERSIGHT,
V.HEN YOUR CO SAYS TO IRON" IT DO YOU
TAKE IT OFF IN SPITE
AND REPLACE IT WITH YOUR NONEX AND
YOU HOPE THAT SHE'LL 3E RIGHT,
DOES YOUR UNIFORM LOSE ITS CREASES
THE BEDPOST OVERNIGHT
OK, THE BED-POST-OVER:
"FEE FEE F'l. Fl FO FO FUM
OUR SOLOIST CAN'T SING BUT 30Y DOES
HE HUM"
ON THE 3ED-PQ5T-0VER:
"A DOLLAR IS A DOLLAR AND A CENT IS
A CENT,
WE'RE ALL QUEER AND THE ORGANIST I
SENT1,
ON THE BED-POST-OVER :
"ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE SIX EIGHT
WE MUST GO OR YOU'LL GET HOME LATE
ON THE BED POST OVER NIGHT;
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D0E3 Y0UR UN I F0RV, LOSE ITS CREASES *
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GOES YOUR UNIFORM LOSE ITS CREA
OR THE BEDPOST OVERNIGHT,
WHEN YOUR CO SAYS TO IRON IT DO YO
TAKE IT (IFF IN SPITE,
AMD REPLACE IT WITH YOUR NG[v<EX AND
YOU HOPE THAT SHE'LL BE RIGHT,
DOES YOUR UNIFORM LOSE ITS CREASES
OR THE BEDPOST OVERNIGHT.
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(SOLO)
THE SCHOOL OF AVIATION TEACHES
PEOPLE HOW TO FLY,
SOteE FLY IN CHOPPERS, TAKING OFF
AND COMING CROPPERS,
THEIR INSTRUCTORS ARE TO 3LANE WH
THEIR NUMBER, RANK, AND NANE,
FILL OUT THE FORKS IN TRIPLICATE
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16 SQUADRON GOT UP EARLY ITS V/ONC
TO PERFORM,
T£ICE ROUND THE AIRFIELD THAT DAY
OR RATHER BARE FIELD,
BUT WHAT WAS IT ALL FOR YOU HEART
THE SOLDIERS ROAR,
IF FITNESS IS EFFICIENCY WE'RE T'
FINEST IN THE CORPS.
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CHORUS , It!s a basted away from the women and all .
With a pain ±n the -*uts (from the great lovers ball.
But thera's nothing so lonely morbid -or queer
Than: to knock off a bairmaid thatfs got gonorrhoea*
The pubMcian!s anxious for the Chemist to ccrne
Ha!s looking with lust at tha bairmaid !s big bum
He's; waiting to giva her a belt up tha back"
But without a french letter ha might get tha jack
The. s/tcckman rides in with a masterly stroke
Takes the pants off har , and gives her a poke*
The look on his face quickly turns to a sneer,
When tha bairtnaid informs him sh&'s got gonorrhoea
The swaggie rides, in undoing his fly
He sais. ffgive me a poke or irll shoot in-yevtr eye
The stockman jumps up and sais fDont do it mate'
But the swaggie sais loudly f It*s too bloody late*
Billy the blacksmith for the first time in his. life
Goes home with a Lodger for his darling wife.
Ls he walks in the bedroom she sais with a sneer
1 Without a French letter you'll get nothing here
There's a dog en the verandah still suffering from shock
He's just seen the size cf old Billie.s cock
HE dashes for cover and cringes with fear
Billy's sure to root something I'm moving from here
The old mele moll rolls in all dusty and dry
Takes a pad from her pouch and wipes the spuffik from her eyes
She rolls up to the bar and orders three fcot of cock
But the bc?.irman says sadly ' We're ri^ht rut of stock
She turns to the boys as she opens her twet
ijid with a twitch of her tit she sucks up the lot
The bar is. al.l urnpt^' there's a half muffled cheer
Whose the black bastarn with his'dick in my beer.
VJcll Jacky the blackboy is hanging real slack
He'Si been rooting goannas back u..> the track
Pie laughs and abuses the rooters within
He might be a blackboy but he get& it right in
The publican's anxious for the doctor to come
There's a piece of green moit hanging down from his bum
The cock's, gone all randy and the maids covered her rear
Now she's get green meat growing out of her ear
The doctor arrives he thinks it's the piles
The only one cure is a large rat tailed file
He stitched up the maid and covered u\. her ears
It's no place frr a fuck ~ the FubJithNc Beer