These are your orders - seems like it's do it or die
So please read them closely, When you've read them be sure that you eat them up -
They're specially flavoured with Burgundy, Tizer and Rye
Twelve sheets of foolscap: don't ask me why.
Our maps showed no rainfall. All the boys were depressed by this circumstance
"Trust in the weather" said less agricultural men
Who gives birth to more farmhands, don't ask me why.
I got the job because I was so mean, while somehow appearing so kind.
Drifting about through the cauliflower trees with a cauliflower ear for the birds,
The squadron assembled what senses they had and this is the sound that they heard
Back at headquarters, khaki decisions are made
File under "Futile": that should give you its main point of reference
It's all so confusing, what with pythons and then deadly flies
But to them, it's a picnic, don't ask me why.
One got signed up for exceptional pluck, another because he was mute.
Roaming about through the gelatine swamps with a gelatine eye on the stripes,
The squadron assembled what senses they had and this is the sound that they heard
Back in Blighty, there was you There were milkmen every morning
But these endless shiny trees, never used to be that way.
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