Hi Torque,
Thanks for that contribution - expect a bomb through the door from the 'British League Of Feminists' mate
Here's one that got a good airing every Thursday night in Park Circus - The Bulldog Song. By the aircraft mentioned it's decidedly early 80's vintage but hey some of these crates are still doing their bit for Blair and country - amazing.
Come on all you UGSAS chaps out there. Between us we could pull together a great Hymn sheet if those Thursday nights in Park Circus were anything to go by. I distinctly remember that 47 entry had some 'Rugger Buggers' that knew all the words to all the songs.
Does anyone know
'The Chicago Department Store' song - that had some superb lyrics.............can anyone out there help?
In the meantime...................The Bulldog Song...........
The Bulldog Song.
Give me my Lycoming
4 pots , 2 mags and a fan
If the prop stops
Glide at 75knots
And don’t forget to call PAN
The BULLDOG’S a steely machine
To fly one you’ve got to be keen
With things aerobatic
They’re bloody fantastic
It’s THE plane in which to be seen
So give me my …………..
Please don’t make me fly the HAWK
The last one I saw hit a yacht
And if you’ve got to wear goon suits
And G-suits with leg-loops
I’d rather get out and walk
So give me my …………..
The JAGUAR is a bit of a joke
A twin jet but really no poke
An industrial rake-off
Needs reheat for take-off
Lose a donk and you’re in for a soak
So give me my …………..
My PHANTOM’s compressor’s gone bang
The QRA bell it just rang
It flies with a Nav
And no bloody lav
And a couple of seats that go bang
So give me my …………..
Please don’t make me fly BUCCANEER
They say the Nav’s are all queers
The wings are so stressed
That there way past their best
Better stay on the ground and drink beers
So give me my …………..
The NIMROD well it’s not for me
It’s too bloody fond of the sea
It flies on one donk
And it made ‘Galletly’ honk
And it’s limit is 2.5g
So give me my …………..
The HARRIER it flies up and down
It’s always quite close to the ground
In dog fighting when viffing
It’s really quite spiffing
And the Argies are all in the pond
So give me my …………..
One day I may fly the JP
I hope it’s not the Mark 3
The 5 is much nicer
With pressurised de-icer
And ‘Eric’ the axe to chop me
So give me my …………..
Don’t give me the CFI’s HERC
They’ll leave you right there in the lurch
The open the back
And give you a pat
And you hope that your parachute works
So give me my …………..
The CANBERRA it flies ECM
Pretending to be one on them
Or the targets that they tow
Are fired on by NATO
I’d rather be me and not them
So give me my …………..
Dedicated to the UAS’s finest mount – The Scottish Aviation Bulldog T.Mk 1.
“Made in Prestwick from girders”
Big Sand (Golf 101)
