I Don't Want to Join the Air Force
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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-class lady
I don't want an Aphid up me arsehole
I don't want my bollocks shot away
I'd rather be in England
In merry, merry England
And fornicate my fuckin' 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 Saturday she gave my balls 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-class lady
I don't want an Aphid up me arsehole
I don't want my bollocks shot away
I'd rather be in England
In merry, merry England
And fornicate my fuckin' life away
Hm
(What are bollocks?)
I dunno. I'm not sure what bollocks are. What are quid?
Ohhh, arse
(Arse, I'm pretty sure I know what an arse is)
I know, but they gotta fuckin' say it right
(Yeah)
Damn Brits
Let's Am-- we gotta Americanize this shit
(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 asshole
I don't want my balls shot away
I'd rather be in Vegas
In dirty fuckin' Vegas
And fornicate my fuckin' life away
Hell yeah!
Monday I never flew a sortie
Tuesday I did my IDE
On Wednesday I confess, I was at my master's class
On Thursday, five more safety briefings
Friday, a seven-hour standup
On Saturday they said no cross-country
On Sunday I said "Fuck 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 asshole
I don't want my balls shot away
I'd rather be in Vegas
In dirty fuckin' Vegas
And fornicate my fuckin' life away
I don't wanna go to war
I'd rather hang around
Piccadilly Underground
And living on the earnings of a high-class lady
I don't want an Aphid up me arsehole
I don't want my bollocks shot away
I'd rather be in England
In merry, merry England
And fornicate my fuckin' 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 Saturday she gave my balls 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-class lady
I don't want an Aphid up me arsehole
I don't want my bollocks shot away
I'd rather be in England
In merry, merry England
And fornicate my fuckin' life away
Hm
(What are bollocks?)
I dunno. I'm not sure what bollocks are. What are quid?
Ohhh, arse
(Arse, I'm pretty sure I know what an arse is)
I know, but they gotta fuckin' say it right
(Yeah)
Damn Brits
Let's Am-- we gotta Americanize this shit
(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 asshole
I don't want my balls shot away
I'd rather be in Vegas
In dirty fuckin' Vegas
And fornicate my fuckin' life away
Hell yeah!
Monday I never flew a sortie
Tuesday I did my IDE
On Wednesday I confess, I was at my master's class
On Thursday, five more safety briefings
Friday, a seven-hour standup
On Saturday they said no cross-country
On Sunday I said "Fuck 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 asshole
I don't want my balls shot away
I'd rather be in Vegas
In dirty fuckin' Vegas
And fornicate my fuckin' life away
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:08.36] I don't wanna join the Air Force
[00:11.98] I don't wanna go to war
[00:15.44] I'd rather hang around
[00:17.22] Piccadilly Underground
[00:19.33] And living on the earnings of a high-class lady
[00:23.08] I don't want an Aphid up me arsehole
[00:26.77] I don't want my bollocks shot away
[00:31.44] I'd rather be in England
[00:34.16] In merry, merry England
[00:37.25] And fornicate my fuckin' life away
[00:40.14] Gor blimey
[00:41.60] Monday I rubbed her on the ankle
[00:45.26] Tuesday I touched her on the knee
[00:48.41] On Wednesday I confess, I lifted up her dress
[00:52.27] On Thursday, I saw it, gor blimey
[00:56.23] Friday I put my hand upon it
[00:59.78] On Saturday she gave my balls a tweak
[01:04.81] On Sunday after supper
[01:07.75] I ran the ol' boy up her
[01:10.62] And now she earns me seven quid a week
[01:13.61] Oh!
[01:14.77] I don't wanna join the Air Force
[01:18.66] I don't wanna go to war
[01:21.85] I'd rather hang around
[01:23.71] Piccadilly Underground
[01:25.67] And living on the earnings of a high-class lady
[01:29.32] I don't want an Aphid up me arsehole
[01:33.09] I don't want my bollocks shot away
[01:37.83] I'd rather be in England
[01:41.02] In merry, merry England
[01:44.47] And fornicate my fuckin' life away
[01:52.39] Hm
[01:54.60] (What are bollocks?)
[01:56.81] I dunno. I'm not sure what bollocks are. What are quid?
[02:00.02] Ohhh, arse
[02:02.82] (Arse, I'm pretty sure I know what an arse is)
[02:06.10] I know, but they gotta fuckin' say it right
[02:08.19] (Yeah)
[02:08.87] Damn Brits
[02:09.76] Let's Am-- we gotta Americanize this shit
[02:12.04] (Alright, let's do it)
[02:13.11] OK
[02:16.47] I don't wanna join the Air Force
[02:20.31] I don't wanna go to war
[02:23.62] I'd rather just get by
[02:25.44] Smokin' dope and getting high
[02:27.45] And living on the earnings of a tax-free annuity
[02:31.12] I don't want an Archer up my asshole
[02:34.65] I don't want my balls shot away
[02:39.38] I'd rather be in Vegas
[02:42.23] In dirty fuckin' Vegas
[02:45.36] And fornicate my fuckin' life away
[02:48.55] Hell yeah!
[02:49.89] Monday I never flew a sortie
[02:53.32] Tuesday I did my IDE
[02:56.76] On Wednesday I confess, I was at my master's class
[03:00.77] On Thursday, five more safety briefings
[03:04.65] Friday, a seven-hour standup
[03:08.16] On Saturday they said no cross-country
[03:13.50] On Sunday I said "Fuck it"
[03:15.97] And told them they could suck it
[03:19.03] And now I'm earnin' seven g's a week at Lockheed
[03:23.20] I don't wanna join the Air Force
[03:26.87] I don't wanna go to war
[03:30.25] I'd rather just get by
[03:31.82] Smokin' dope and gettin' high
[03:34.00] And living on the earnings of a tax-free annuity
[03:37.95] I don't want an Archer up my asshole
[03:41.21] I don't want my balls shot away
[03:46.17] I'd rather be in Vegas
[03:49.41] In dirty fuckin' Vegas
[03:52.96] And fornicate my fuckin' life away
[03:59.34]
[00:11.98] I don't wanna go to war
[00:15.44] I'd rather hang around
[00:17.22] Piccadilly Underground
[00:19.33] And living on the earnings of a high-class lady
[00:23.08] I don't want an Aphid up me arsehole
[00:26.77] I don't want my bollocks shot away
[00:31.44] I'd rather be in England
[00:34.16] In merry, merry England
[00:37.25] And fornicate my fuckin' life away
[00:40.14] Gor blimey
[00:41.60] Monday I rubbed her on the ankle
[00:45.26] Tuesday I touched her on the knee
[00:48.41] On Wednesday I confess, I lifted up her dress
[00:52.27] On Thursday, I saw it, gor blimey
[00:56.23] Friday I put my hand upon it
[00:59.78] On Saturday she gave my balls a tweak
[01:04.81] On Sunday after supper
[01:07.75] I ran the ol' boy up her
[01:10.62] And now she earns me seven quid a week
[01:13.61] Oh!
[01:14.77] I don't wanna join the Air Force
[01:18.66] I don't wanna go to war
[01:21.85] I'd rather hang around
[01:23.71] Piccadilly Underground
[01:25.67] And living on the earnings of a high-class lady
[01:29.32] I don't want an Aphid up me arsehole
[01:33.09] I don't want my bollocks shot away
[01:37.83] I'd rather be in England
[01:41.02] In merry, merry England
[01:44.47] And fornicate my fuckin' life away
[01:52.39] Hm
[01:54.60] (What are bollocks?)
[01:56.81] I dunno. I'm not sure what bollocks are. What are quid?
[02:00.02] Ohhh, arse
[02:02.82] (Arse, I'm pretty sure I know what an arse is)
[02:06.10] I know, but they gotta fuckin' say it right
[02:08.19] (Yeah)
[02:08.87] Damn Brits
[02:09.76] Let's Am-- we gotta Americanize this shit
[02:12.04] (Alright, let's do it)
[02:13.11] OK
[02:16.47] I don't wanna join the Air Force
[02:20.31] I don't wanna go to war
[02:23.62] I'd rather just get by
[02:25.44] Smokin' dope and getting high
[02:27.45] And living on the earnings of a tax-free annuity
[02:31.12] I don't want an Archer up my asshole
[02:34.65] I don't want my balls shot away
[02:39.38] I'd rather be in Vegas
[02:42.23] In dirty fuckin' Vegas
[02:45.36] And fornicate my fuckin' life away
[02:48.55] Hell yeah!
[02:49.89] Monday I never flew a sortie
[02:53.32] Tuesday I did my IDE
[02:56.76] On Wednesday I confess, I was at my master's class
[03:00.77] On Thursday, five more safety briefings
[03:04.65] Friday, a seven-hour standup
[03:08.16] On Saturday they said no cross-country
[03:13.50] On Sunday I said "Fuck it"
[03:15.97] And told them they could suck it
[03:19.03] And now I'm earnin' seven g's a week at Lockheed
[03:23.20] I don't wanna join the Air Force
[03:26.87] I don't wanna go to war
[03:30.25] I'd rather just get by
[03:31.82] Smokin' dope and gettin' high
[03:34.00] And living on the earnings of a tax-free annuity
[03:37.95] I don't want an Archer up my asshole
[03:41.21] I don't want my balls shot away
[03:46.17] I'd rather be in Vegas
[03:49.41] In dirty fuckin' Vegas
[03:52.96] And fornicate my fuckin' life away
[03:59.34]