Fighter Pilot

Oh, there are no fighter pilots in the (organization)
(Repeat)
Cause they're (.................)
Oh, there are no fighter pilots in the (organization)

(Everyone)
Singing:
Glorious, Victorious, Hey!
One keg of beer for the four of us
Singing glory be to god that there are no more of us,
'Cause one of us could drink it all alone
Stand clear, pass the beer to the rear of the squadron.

Army
In their holes shining up their shoes and soles

Navy
On their boats playing with their sheeps and goats

Coast Guard
Rescuing planes that the Navy flew in vain.

Marines
Heads are ajar they can't even drive their car.