APPRENTICES OPERA (Circa 1952)
By Robert Julian Everett (Cluck )
Circa 2000 Singing Version Arrangement by Morphy Reeve
Early one morning, as reveille was sounding, Pastoral Air
An Air App lay sleeping in his nice cosy bed. Early one morning
Oh please don't wake him Anon
Oh please don't shake him
Too much beer has gone to his head.
All the other Air Apps from their beds were descending,
Crawling from the warmth, to the deck cold and hard.
Now�s the time to shake him, now�s the time to wake him,
Here comes a P. O. who�s after your card.
I'm a puss PO, what d'yer think's me name? Carmen
Give us yer card, I'll run you in. CHORUS:-
I'm as puss as puss can be a puss PO is me.
I'm a puss PO, for hammocks slack Nyet nyet nyet, nyet nyet nyet!
That's another name to add to me list
I may be booed, I may be hissed. CHORUS :-
There stood the Commander tall and straight Floral Dance
with shiny shoes and balding pate.
There�s the Jaunty (smells of rum),
big puss cap and inky thumb.
Out and about and round the block,
Commander's Report at 12 o�clock.
Three days 'Black', three days 'Black', Theme for a Trio
for hammocks slack, for hammocks slack. Of Sightless Rodents
Your Service Record has now been marred, (Stan Kenton)
report t' the Office for a big black card.
Three days 'Black'. The punishment will be terribly hard
Down the covered way he carried his bed,
Miserere, il Travatore
to sleep in the Early Shake Hut instead.
At 0610 he would now have to wake,
because the Duty Chief would give him a shake.
Deep in this gloomy room.
Worse than a bloomin' tomb.
Oh what a way to pay with 3 days 11A.
What's to become of me?
Sunk deep in my miiiiiiiiiiisery.
Inspections, musters, corrections all day long.
Ah, how I once thought life was sweet.
The next bloke to me has smelly feet.
When I signed on the line it was all very fine,
but now, wha-a~at shall I do?
And now it's done and I can have some fun. * Goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye I am off to rejoin my happy crew. White Horse Inn
I can take my girl to 'Bucko' and never mind the cost Franz Lehar
and enjoy all the things that I do. And as I go I know my deadly foe,
got a draft cos he's daft,
in the eyes of the big fat Chief PO.
So fare thee well, and go to hell.
I wish you all a last goodbye.
* original not remembered - substitutes by Morph