I Don't Want To Be A Soldier

Originale	Brano del musical teatrale "Oh, What a Lovely War!" di Joan Littlewood...
I DON'T WANT TO BE A SOLDIER I don't want to be a soldier I don't want to go to war. I would rather hang around Piccadilly's underground And live upon the earnings of a high born lady. I don't want a bullet up me arse hole, Nor want me bloomin' buttocks shot away. No, I'd rather stay in England, jolly, jolly England, And fornicate me bloomin' life away, Gor blimey!	I DON'T WANT TO BE A SOLDIER I don't want to be a soldier, I don't want to go to war, I'd rather stay at home, Around the streets to roam, And live on the earnings of a lady typist. I don't want a bayonet in my belly, I don't want my bollocks shot away, I'd rather stay in England, In merry, merry England, And fornicate my bleeding life away.