Old School Song 歌詞
Old School Song - Ian Anderson
From playing fields to killing fields:
Just one small step of madness
Officer training uniform boys
Together shower together
Rank and file can be just fine but
That's not what we're here for
So sign upon the dotted line
Be commissioned Hell for leather
How we sang that old school song
From Pirates of Penzance
Foemen bearing steel we slapped
Our chests and raised our voices
No mad poets we or painters twee
But young men with a yearning
To flex our might for all that's right
When face with moral choices
Wrapped in the old school song
We fly our colours high
Bravo The old school song
Harsh reality by and by
Dad delivered us from the Hun
And we reflect his selfless deed
On this desert plain of conflict
Where special forces choppers need
Fly boy coming to collect you
Lift you up and then protect you
Be this gung or be this ho
May glorious battle resurrect you
Wrapped in the old school song
We fly our colours high
Bravo The old school song
Harsh reality by and by