Hallelujah! Dads and Mommies!
Rebels, Yanks, Jews and Commies
If you feel a crisis coming on.
Don’t get worried,
Don’t get nervous,
Just send your son into the Service
And buy for him a Military Gun.
Okay, I bastardized Mr. Paxton’s lyrics in the previous post, but it has been many years, and I was quite young in those days, listening to Beaker Street I believe, when I first heard the song, probably early 1966.
Here is the real song, the way it was meant to be heard. The music starts at the 50 sec. mark.