We ain't no thin red 'eroes, nor we aren't no blackguards too, But single men in barricks, most remarkable like you; An' if sometimes our conduck isn't all your fancy paints, Why single men in barricks don't grow into plaster saints |
We get the Hump - / Cameelious Hump - / The Hump that is black and blue! |
We have forty million reasons for failure, but not a single excuse. |
We have had an Imperial lesson; it may make us an Empire yet! |
We know that the tail must wag the dog, for the horse is drawn by the cart; / But the Devil whoops, as he whooped of old: `It's clever, but is it Art?' |
What stands if Freedom fall? / Who dies if England live? |
When 'Omer smote 'is bloomin' lyre, / He'd 'eard men sing by land an' sea; / An' what he thought 'e might require, / 'E went an' took - the same as me! |
When Pack meets with Pack in the Jungle, And neither will go from the trail, Lie down till the leaders have spoken, It may be fair words shall prevail |
When Pack meets with Pack in the Jungle, And neither will go from the trail, Lie down till the leaders have spoken, It may be fair words shall prevail |
When the Earth's last picture is painted and the tubes are twisted and dried. |
When you're left wounded on Afganistan's plains and the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle and blow out your brains, And go to your God like a soldier |
When you've shouted `Rule Britannia', when you've sung `God save the Queen', / When you've finished killing Kruger with your mouth. |
Who are neither children nor gods, but men in a world of men! |
Who knows the heart of the Christian? How does he reason? What are his measures and balances? Which is his season For laughter, forbearance or bloodshed, and what devils move him When he arises to smite us? I do not love him |
Words are the most powerful drugs used by mankind. |