Paul Weller - Eton Rifles lyrics

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 hurrah
What a nice day for the Eton rifles
Hello hurrah
I hope rain stops play for the 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 glee

Hello hurrah, cheers then
Mate it's the Eton rifles hello hurrah
An extremist scrape with the 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 hurrah
It's the price to pay to the Eton rifles
Hello hurrah
I'd prefer the plague to the Eton rifles

Hello hurrah
It's the price to pay to the Eton rifles
Hello hurrah
I'd prefer the plague to the Eton rifles