dos gringos - i don't want to join the air force lyrics
(alright, you ready?)
no
(ok. let’s do it anyways)
alright
(1, 2, 3)
i don’t wanna join the air force
i don’t wanna go to war
i’d rather hang around
piccadilly underground
and living on the earnings of a high-cl-ss lady
i don’t want an aphid up me -rs-hole
i don’t want my b-ll-cks shot away
i’d rather be in england
in merry, merry england
and fornicate my f-ckin’ life away
gor blimey
monday i rubbed her on the ankle
tuesday i touched her on the knee
on wednesday i confess, i lifted up her dress
on thursday, i saw it, gor blimey
friday i put my hand upon it
on sat-rday she gave my b-lls a tweak
on sunday after supper
i ran the ol’ boy up her
and now she earns me seven quid a week
oh!
i don’t wanna join the air force
i don’t wanna go to war
i’d rather hang around
piccadilly underground
and living on the earnings of a high-cl-ss lady
i don’t want an aphid up me -rs-hole
i don’t want my b-ll-cks shot away
i’d rather be in england
in merry, merry england
and fornicate my f-ckin’ life away
hm
(what are b-ll-cks?)
i dunno. i’m not sure what b-ll-cks are. what are quid?
ohhh, -rs-
(-rs-, i’m pretty sure i know what an -rs- is)
i know, but they gotta f-ckin’ say it right
(yeah)
d-mn brits
let’s am– we gotta americanize this sh-t
(alright, let’s do it)
ok
i don’t wanna join the air force
i don’t wanna go to war
i’d rather just get by
smokin’ dope and getting high
and living on the earnings of a tax-free annuity
i don’t want an archer up my -ssh0l-
i don’t want my b-lls shot away
i’d rather be in vegas
in dirty f-ckin’ vegas
and fornicate my f-ckin’ life away
h-ll yeah!
monday i never flew a sortie
tuesday i did my ide
on wednesday i confess, i was at my master’s cl-ss
on thursday, five more safety briefings
friday, a seven-hour standup
on sat-rday they said no cross-country
on sunday i said “f-ck it”
and told them they could suck it
and now i’m earnin’ seven g’s a week at lockheed
i don’t wanna join the air force
i don’t wanna go to war
i’d rather just get by
smokin’ dope and gettin’ high
and living on the earnings of a tax-free annuity
i don’t want an archer up my -ssh0l-
i don’t want my b-lls shot away
i’d rather be in vegas
in dirty f-ckin’ vegas
and fornicate my f-ckin’ life away
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