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THEShackleton Song......................
SHACKLETONS
Shackletons don't bother me,
Shackletons don't bother me.
Clapped out abortions with flaps on their wings,
oil on their pistons and their piston rings.
For we're saying goodbye to them all,
three fifths of five eighths of f*** all.
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean,
so cheer up my lads, f*** them all.
Oh they say that the shack is a mighty fine kite,
This we no longer doubt. (na na na na na)
When your up there with a Mig on your tail,
This is the way to get out.
Stay cool and stay calm and sedate, Mate,
Don't let your British blood boil.
Don't hesitate, slam it right through the gate,
and smother the ******* in oil.
Singing, shine shine Somersetshire.
The captain looks on her with pride.
He'd have a blue fit, if he saw all the ****,
on the side of the Somersetshire.
This is my story, this is my song,
I've been in this Air Force too f@<hidden>@<hidden> long.
So roll on the Rodney, Repulse and Renown,
we'd mention the Hood but the *******'s gone down.
Chocks away, chocks away,
and we'll f*** all the S.P.'s that come down our way.
And their wives, and their wives,
and we'll chase all their daughters for their f@<hidden> lives.
The first thing we'll pray for,
we'll pray for some beer,
Some glorious, glorious, glorious beer.
And if we have one pint, may we also have ten,
may we have a ******* brewery said the airman, amen.
Chocks away, chocks away,.........etc etc.
The next thing we'll pray for,
we'll pray for some money,
some glorious, glorious, glorious money.
and if we have one pound,
may we also have ten,
may we have the bank of England said the airman, amen.
Chocks away, chocks away,.........etc etc.
The next thing we'll pray for,
we'll pray for some women.
Some glorious, glorious, glorious women.
And if we have one woman, may we also have ten,
may we have a ******* brothel said the airman, amen.
Chocks away, chocks away,.........etc etc.
The last thing we'll pray for,
we'll pray for our Queen.
Our glorious, glorious, glorious Queen.
And if she has one son, may she also have ten,
may she have the f@<hidden> air force said the airman, amen.
Chocks away, chocks away,.........etc etc.