I Don't Want To Be A Soldier

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I DON'T WANT TO BE A SOLDIER	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 to be a soldier, I don't want to go to war. I'd sooner hang around Piccadilly underground, Living on 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!	Don't want a bullet up me arsehole, Don't want me ballocks shot away. I'd rather be in England, In merry, merry England, And fornicate me fucking life away