One for the boys

One for the girls

One for the kids

Then one for the house

One for the showers

One for the bloke who lives in Tarsus (under the grill)

One for the police

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The grand old Duke of York,
He had ten thousand men;
He marched them up to the top of the hill,
And he marched them down again.

And when they were up, they were up,
And when they were down, they were down,
And when they were only half-way up,
They just sat there and complained about army rations, bad pay and lack of paid leave, terrible working conditions in which they were constantly in danger of losing their lives, lousy clothing, boots that weren’t equipped for even the mild English winters and ridiculous “orders” from the top that made them just walk up and down the same bloody hill all day long when they’d much rather be taking some other army on…

[lobotoblog comment] Of course what this well-known poem forgets to mention is that following this mass sit-in the Duke of York was promptly sacked for insubordination and “giving stupid fucking orders”;  the men got a 3% pay-rise out of the British Government; and rations slightly improved as shown below :

For those of you that know this number, please sing along to the melody of  “oh when the saints” :

The Westwood Bop
The Westwood Bop
The Westwood Bop is wonderful
It’s full of shit, piss and vomit
The Westwood Bop is wonderful (oh yay!)

lobotobopper

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One for the boys
One for the girls
One for the kids
Then one for the house
One for the showers
One for the bloke who lives in Tarsus under the grill
One for the police
One for the road