Back in my days in the Air Force, there's a few drinking songs that were classics... though in these politically-correct days and times they're no longer sung.
Oh, there are no fighter pilots in the States,
Oh, there are no fighter pilots in the States,
Oh, they're all in foreign shores, making mothers outta whores,
Oh, there are no fighter pilots in the States!
Oh there are no fighter pilots down in hell,
Oh there are no fighter pilots down in hell,
Oh, the place is full of queers, navigators, bombardiers,
But there are no fighter pilots down in hell!
Oh, a bomber pilot never takes a dare,
Oh, a bomber pilot never takes a dare,
Oh, the autopilot's on, reading novels in the john,
Oh, a bomber pilot never takes a dare!
Oh, there are no fighter pilots up in wing,
Oh, there are no fighter pilots up in wing,
Oh, the place is full of brass, sitting 'round on their fat ass,
Oh, there are no fighter pilots up in wing!
Oh, there are no bomber pilots in the fray,
Oh, there are no bomber pilots in the fray,
Oh, they're all in USOs, wearing womens' fancy clothes,
Oh, there are no bomber pilots in the fray!
Oh, it's naughty, naughty, naughty, but it's nice,
Oh, it's naughty, naughty, naughty, but it's nice,
It'll wreck your reputation, but increase the population,
Oh, it's naughty, naughty, naughty, but it's nice!
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Causa latet vis est notissima - the cause is hidden, the results are well known.
Alpha Alpha (University of Oklahoma) Chapter, #814, 1984
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