Churchill's Favourite Song (Whoops Me Gravy) - Pig with the Face of a Boy

Didn’t we have more gravy in the thirtes

Then Mister Hitler took it all away

He’s a rotten sort, but then we had a thought

Let’s all dress up as army men and take our gravy back again

I’d been taking kippers up to Maisie

When Auntie Beeb announced we’re off to war

Don’t you know I’d rather have a spot of how’s yer father

But I had to get me gravy back upon the English shore

Didn’t we have a laugh with Auntie Gertrude

She’s got the most stupendous bloomers in the town

When all the Krauts were shootin', we used them for parachutin'

And they made a marvelous bag for lootin' when we hit the ground

Didn’t we do so well to beat the Fuhrer

We bashed him on the bonce and ran away

When he gave up the fight we made a flight back home to blighty

And we all drank pints of gravy on the way

HAVE A BANANA… WITH GRAVY