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a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he
Called for his pipe
And he called for his bowl
And he called for his corporals three

Hup two said
Corporal brown was tall, boy!
And likes to go and fish
Corporal's wife was quite fat
And was raving like a bitch
And I'm a bit drunk as I watch
Corporal Clegg had a wooden leg 
He won it in the war, in 1944
Corporal Clegg had a medal too 
In orange, red, and blue 
He found it in the zoo
Corporal Clegg had a wooden leg 
He won it in the war, in 1944
Corporal Clegg had a medal too 
In orange, red, and blue 
He found it in the zoo
to dream
Spanish skies, Egyptian sands
The world was ours, we marched upon
Our little Corporal's command
And I lost an eye at Austerlitz
The sabre slash
for us to dream
Spanish skies, Egyptian sands
The world was ours, we marched upon
Our little Corporal's command
And I lost an eye at Austerlitz
to dream
Spanish skies, Egyptian sands
The world was ours, we marched upon
Our little Corporal's command
And I lost an eye at Austerlitz
The sabre slash
Plain

Pick up your feet, fall in, move out
We're going to a party way down South
Me and the Corporal out on a spree
Damned from here to eternity
to dream
Spanish skies, Egyptian sands
The world was ours, we marched upon
Our little Corporal's command
And I lost an eye at Austerlitz
The sabre slash
major if I met all their demands

I could be a corporal into corporal punishment
Or the general manager of a large establishment
They pat some good
corporal's knee
'Cos I'm always doing something for the boys
Or they're doing something for me.
and beaten here at home
We've got to change the rules

Corporal Thomas McCann 
Is a three year marine
Someone told him he'd better join up
It would would
on some corporal's knee
'Cause I'm always doing something for the boys
Or they're doing something for me.
corporal's knee
'Cos I'm always doing something for the boys
Or they're doing something for me.
The Indians send signals from the rocks above the pass
The cowboys take position in the bushes and the grass
The squaw is with the corporal, she is
Me hand 'em was occupied
Me shirt's in me left
And me pants in me right

Silence silence 
 
Dear corporal,
As you lock me in this prison pray
The Indians send signals from the rocks above the pass
The cowboys take position in the bushes and the grass
The squaw is with the corporal, she is
the corporal
She is tied against the tree
She doesn't mind the language
It's the beating she don't need
She lets loose all the horses
When the corporal is asleep
ain't much left to offer
But I give my heart to you

I gave a beard and a head of hair
To a boot camp corporal with a barber's chair
At Camp LeJeune
Well the local constable made the call 
Send us Corporal Terry Hall 

They all sang a different tune 
When Corporal Hall walked in the room 
With
Well the local constable made the call 
Send us Corporal Terry Hall 
They all sang a different tune 
When Corporal Hall walked in the room 
With his
Modified
Corporal carnage
To assume the shape of
A madman's
Disposition
To be displayed

The gross
Unclothed body
The eyes replaced with
Intenacious, intersecting
Reaving fats from corporal griskin'
Culled...for sodden gelatin brayed
Skeletal groats triturated, desinently
Intenacious, intersecting
Reaving fats from corporal griskin
Culled...for sodden gelatine brayed
Skeletal groats triturated, desinently

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