Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Eton Rifles, artist - The Jam. Date of issue: 31.12.2013
Song language: English
Eton Rifles |
| Sup up your beer and collect your fags |
| There’s a row going on down near Slough |
| Get out your mat and pray to the West |
| I’ll get out mine and pray for myself |
| Thought you were smart when you took them on |
| But you didn’t take a peep in their artillery room |
| All that rugby puts hairs on your chest |
| What chance have you got against a tie and a crest? |
| Hello-hurray, what a nice day |
| For the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles |
| Hello-hurray, I hope rain stops play |
| For the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles |
| Thought you were clever when you lit the fuse |
| Tore down the House of Commons in your brand new shoes |
| Composed a revolutionary symphony |
| Then went to bed with a charming young thing |
| Hello-hurray, cheers then, mate |
| It’s the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles |
| Hello-hurray, an extremist scrape |
| With the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles |
| What a catalyst you turned out to be |
| Loaded the guns, then you run off home for your tea |
| Left me standing like a guilty schoolboy |
| What a catalyst you turned out to be |
| Loaded the guns, then you run off home for your tea |
| Left me standing like a naughty schoolboy |
| We came out of it naturally the worst |
| Beaten and bloody, and I was sick down my shirt |
| We were no match for their untamed wit |
| Though some of the lads said they’d be back next week |
| Hello-hurray, it’s the price to pay |
| To the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles |
| Hello-hurray, I’d prefer the plague |
| To the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles |
| Hello-hurray, it’s the price to pay |
| To the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles |
| Hello-hurray, I’d prefer the plague |
| To the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles |
| Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles |
| Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles |