Do Your Bit

[Intro] [Verse one] Troublemakers from the stars came down to attack We won't cry, moan about it or sit back Lads of Britain, the time of war is once more Let's go put these little green buggers on the floor [Verse two] Yes, they may have lasers, flying saucers and death rays But we have weapons and grit, a good fight with make them change their ways Little do these space travelling idiots know about Operation Hurricane We got the big bombs and for them, we'll be a right nasty pain [Instrumental] [Bridge] From Brighton, London to Glasgow The fools burn our cities like tobacco Give 'em a bloody nose and keep a stiff upper lip! Keep on fighting and don't let that line slip [Chorus] Do your bit At home doing nothing, you're not going to sit Make these alien buggers go home crying No one lowers their guns until the last little green man is dying [Instrumental] [Verse three] The Army, Navy, Royal Air Force and the SAS All fighting as one and turning aliens into a green, bloody mess We'll fight them like we did against Hitler, Hirohito and Mussolini Send these alien fools back home, dying, crying and looking silly [Bridge] Keep at it, boys, give them a good hiding! Give them no chance, keep those guns firing! Ruin their plans, like we did with the Luftwaffe Come at the little green men while screaming bloody murder [Chorus] Do your bit At home doing nothing, you're not going to sit Make these alien buggers go home crying No one lowers their guns until the last little green man is dying [Outro] (Go on, go back to Space and never come back!)