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â€Bloodsport for allâ€, said Corporal Flash And shoved me in a room full of C.S. gas Stuck me in a wet-suit to dry off in the sun And fed me pet food, Kit-e-kat and Chum â€Stand up and begâ€, said Sergeant Kirby â€Lay down, play dead for Di and Fergie Roll up, roll up goes the reveille Abuse the bugle boy of company B†â€Suffer in silenceâ€, said Brigadier General Holmes â€Or change your name to Smith or Jones Learn to live with all the death threat notes The big bananas and the racist jokes†â€Stand up and begâ€, said Sergeant Kirby â€lay down, play dead for Di and Fergie Roll up, roll up goes the reveille Abuse the bugle boy of company B†And the coldest stream guards Of them all Sang â€God Save The Queen’ And â€Bloodsport For All’ While were on the subject I've been called a spade Single filed in public With my privates on parade I hope my feet go flat Before I hang myself Because I can't take this crap I'm going A.W.O.L. And the coldest stream guards Of them all Sang â€God Save The Queen’ And â€Bloodsport For All’ |