Well, 42RM, you really change my perception of the Royal Marines. Can you do us all a favor? This might be something for youtube
Well
It originates from a Christmas Eve in Afghanistan. It´s normal that this day belongs to the OR. The officers are serving Christmas dinner and entertains the lads with singing, dancing and a christmas cabaret.
Imagine a packed room and onto the stage enters the chaplain and a chorus of six RM officers.
I never wanted to be a chaplain in the first place!
I…I wanted to be a BOOTNECK!
(piano vamp)
Leaping from one country to another.
As we invade the mighty nations of the world!
With my best NCO by my side!
The Falklands!
Kosovo!
Sierra Leone!
Iraq!
Afghanistan!
We'd sing! Sing! Sing!
Oh, I'm a bootneck, and I'm okay,
I drink all night and I fight all day.
CHORUS: He's a bootneck, and he's okay,
He drinks all night and he fights all day.
I cut down foes , I eat my scran,
I peep in the lavatree.
On Wednesdays I go naked'
And have buttered bums for tea.
CHORUS: He cuts down
foes, he eats his scran,
He peeps in the lavatree.
On Wednesdays he goes naked'
And has buttered bums for tea???????
He's a bootneck, and he's okay,
He drinks all night and he fights all day.
I cut down foes, I skip and jump,
I like to press wild flowers.
I put on women's clothing
And hang around in bars.
CHORUS: He cuts down foes, he skips and jumps,
He likes to press wild flowers.
He puts on women's clothing
And hangs around.... In bars???????
He's a bootneck, and he's okay,
He drinks all night and he fights all day.
I chop down foes, I wear high heels,
Suspenders and a bra.
I wish I'd been a girlie
Just like our dear CO.
CHORUS : He cuts down foes, he wears high heels
Suspenders and a .... a Bra????
(CHORUS break off song, and begin insulting bootneck)
CO:
(enters while crying) Oh Philip, I thought you were so rugged!
I always knew Royal Marines were strange, thank goodness there is some sanity from the RAF.
We are a primitive warrior race :mrgreen:
RAF is a bunch of geeks who are just as boring as choirboys