Gee, Ma, I Want To Go Home
Anonymous
Versione parodistica di "Star of the Evening, Beautiful Star"... | |
Father Mulcahy: A chaplain in the Army Has a collar on his neck, If you don't listen to him You'll all wind up in heck. All: Oh, I don't want no more of Army life, Gee Mom, I wanna go home! Colonel Potter: Friendships in the Army They say are mighty rare, So I spend all my free time Carousing with my mare. All: Oh, I don't want no more of Army life, Gee Mom, I wanna go home! Radar O'Reilly: The corporals in the Army You say we're really green, But if it weren't for us guys You'd be in the latrine. All: Oh, I don't want no more of Army life, Gee Mom, I wanna go home! Margaret Houlihan: Oh some nurses in the Army They haven't tied the knot, But this one's gonna try it With Donald Penobscott. All: Oh, I don't want no more of Army life, Gee Mom, I wanna go home! Hawkeye & B.J.: Oh the surgeons in the Army They say we're mighty bright, We work on soldiers through the day And nurses through the night. All: Oh, I don't want no more of Army life, Gee Mom, I wanna go home! The Nurses: The surgeons in the Army They're bright, they are profound, But we'll take chopper pilots They'll get you off the ground. All: Oh, I don't want no more of Army life, Gee Mom, I wanna go home! Corporal Klinger: Oh some guys like the Army I think that it's a mess, If it's so damned terrific How come I wear a dress? All: Oh, I don't want no more of Army life, Gee Mom, I wanna go home! Frank Burns: Oh Hawkeye and ol' B.J. They think they're pretty smart I'd like to take a scalpel And stab them in the heart. All: Oh, I don't want no more of Army life, Gee Ma, I wanna go, But they won't let me go, Gee Mom, I wanna go home! | THE ARMY SONG Well I got drunk last night, I got drunk the night before, I’m going to get drunk tonight if I never get drunk anymore. Oh, we don’t want no more of your army, gee but I would like to go home. Stars of the evening, beautiful evening stars Stars of the evening, shining on the cookhouse door. Well they gave us a uniform, they said that it was fine, But me and a couple of mates we can all fit into mine, That’s why I’m finished with the army, that’s why I want to go home. Stars of the evening, beautiful evening stars Stars of the evening, shining on the cookhouse door. Well I went to the cookhouse just to get a bite to eat, And there I saw the cooks mashing the ‘taters with their feet, So that’s why I hate the army, gee I would love to go home. Stars of the evening, beautiful evening stars Stars of the evening, shining on the cookhouse door. Well they built us toilets out in the open air, The wind blew up our backsides and tickled us here & there, Oh we are finished with your army, one day we’d like to go home. Stars of the evening, beautiful evening stars Stars of the evening, shining on the cookhouse door. Now they give us army biscuits, they say they’re mighty fine, But one rolled off the table and it killed a mate of mine, That’s why I’m fed up with the army, that’s why I’d like to go home, Stars of the evening, beautiful evening stars Stars of the evening, shining on the cookhouse door. Now they give us chicken, they say it is the best, But we get the neck and the arsehole, and the officers get the rest, That’s why I hate the bloomin’ army, it’s the reason why I’d love to go home. Stars of the evening, beautiful evening stars Stars of the evening shining on the shithouse door. |