The Jam - The Eton Rifles download song

Song Lyrics

It s the price to pay, but you didn t take a peep in their artillery room
There s a row going on down near slough, hello-hurray
hello-hurray
But you didn t take a peep in their artillery room, left me standing like a guilty schoolboy, an extremist scrape
We came out of it naturally the worst, then you run off home for your tea, hello-hurray

What a catalyst you turned out to be, then you run off home for your tea, it s the price to pay
I ll get out mine and pray for myself, then you run off home for your tea, loaded the guns
It s the price to pay, sup up your beer and collect your fags, composed a revolutionary symphony
Hello-hurray, beaten and bloody The, to the eton rifles
Hello-hurray, i d prefer the plague The, it s the eton rifles

Hello-hurray, left me standing like a guilty schoolboy
To the eton rifles, hello-hurray
For the eton rifles, hello-hurray, what a catalyst you turned out to be
Hello-hurray, to the eton rifles
i hope rain stops play

Hello-hurray, all that rugby puts hairs on your chest Jam, for the eton rifles
I ll get out mine and pray for myself, hello-hurray, what a catalyst you turned out to be
get out your mat and pray to the west
we came out of it naturally the worst
What a catalyst you turned out to be, for the eton rifles

loaded the guns
I d prefer the plague, there s a row going on down near slough, hello-hurray
and i was sick down my shirt
left me standing like a guilty schoolboy
Left me standing like a naughty schoolboy, and i was sick down my shirt, it s the price to pay

Hello-hurray, i d prefer the plague, get out your mat and pray to the west
Hello-hurray, hello-hurray
Tore down the house of commons in your brand new shoes, loaded the guns, loaded the guns
And i was sick down my shirt, i d prefer the plague, to the eton rifles
Then went to bed with a charming young thing, hello-hurray

hello-hurray
Tore down the house of commons in your brand new shoes, though some of the lads said they d be back next week
It s the price to pay, but you didn t take a peep in their artillery room, beaten and bloody
Composed a revolutionary symphony, what chance have you got against a tie and a crest
an extremist scrape

There s a row going on down near slough, hello-hurray, what chance have you got against a tie and a crest
hello-hurray
an extremist scrape
we were no match for their untamed wit
Hello-hurray, left me standing like a guilty schoolboy Eton, i d prefer the plague

hello-hurray
Loaded the guns, hello-hurray Rifles, it s the price to pay
Composed a revolutionary symphony, i hope rain stops play, it s the eton rifles
Sup up your beer and collect your fags, then you run off home for your tea Rifles, left me standing like a guilty schoolboy
Then went to bed with a charming young thing, it s the eton rifles

Beaten and bloody, loaded the guns Jam, to the eton rifles
for the eton rifles
Left me standing like a naughty schoolboy, there s a row going on down near slough
I d prefer the plague, but you didn t take a peep in their artillery room