As I was walking the other day I tied my hanky to a stick to make a flag. Since I now had a war banner I concluded that I therefore needed a war song as well. So I decided on Victorian England as my nationality, and "The ants go marching one by one" as my melody. Then I started to sing, making it up as I went. I suppose you could call it white people freestyling. This is what I sang:
The Brits go marching one by one! Hurrah! Hurrah!
The Brits go marching one by one! Hurrah! Hurrah!
The Scots are a bunch of drunken whores,
The Spaniards can't even fight the Moors,
But the Brits go marching on, so come on, we fight for the queen!
The Brits go marching one by one! Hurrah! Hurrah!
The Brits go marching one by one! Hurrah! Hurrah!
The Swedes can't fight a war worth shit,
The Swiss won't even throw a fit,
But the Brits go marching on, so come on, we fight for the queen!
The Brits go marching one by one! Hurrah! Hurrah!
The Brits go marching one by one! Hurrah! Hurrah!
The Italians are sure to topple,
The Turks we'll make into felafel,
But the Brits go marching on, so come on, we fight for the queen!
The Brits go marching one by one! Hurrah! Hurrah!
The Brits go marching one by one! Hurrah! Hurrah!
India is ours to grab,
Hollands defense is rather drab,
But the Brits go marching on, so come on, we fight for the queen!
The Brits go marching one by one! Hurrah! Hurrah!
The Brits go marching one by one! Hurrah! Hurrah!
The Zulu only have their spears,
Everyone knows the french are queers,
But the Brits go marching on, so come on, we fight for the queen!
THE END
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3 comments:
You did not write that...
DID you write that?
You're, like, Christppher Robin meets Eric Idle (high praise indeed). I loved it.
I sure as hell DID write that!!!
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