God That's Brilliant
Operation Mincemeat
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So, Hitler's on the train and he's heading for the border We take out a porter that no one will miss Now, our boy's under cover He poisons the water God that's brilliant but listen to this I've designed a new kind of missile So tiny it's shot from a pen It's full of airborne sedative Tied to affect his relative But one whiff's enough to floor ten grown men We'll shoot him en route Our pursuit will be fruitful, And the fuhrer is out cold But what the hell happens then? So, Hitler's on the train and he's feeling kind of tired He's drugged in a fug, like a mental abyss Mein pants have been stolen We'll trade them for Poland God that's brilliant but listen to this But I haven't got to the exploding socks yet You've had a verse I know a lady assassin She's lithe but impossibly strong She's killed half of Moscow She owns her own crossbow A master of disguise who can speak any tongue She's stationed in Haiti, patiently waiting But one call from me and she'll be ours for a song So, Hitler's on the train and he's coming back from Burma Our girl hurls herself from a nearby tree She crashes through the window disguised as a flamingo In the world that unfurls, she kills a guard or three She raises up her knife It's dripping blood from the slaughter Hitler shits himself as she blows him a kiss His guards try to pour in She barricades the door and God that's brilliant but listen to this If this is a man in a fancy suit All that we need is a swanky Tuxedo Fleming, stop going on about your bloody novels Several publishers are interested Your mother doesn't count Come on boys Remember what Churchill said If you want to beat them Gerries You've got to call upon the visionaries Cause if you're in trouble Don't scream and shout Just call the English public schoolboys We'll sort it all out It's time for ambition, time to show you've got vision We're the best brains in Britain Now listen to this All we need is a shiny tuxedo And my design for a submarine car (for god's sake) About seven pretty ladies Aston Martins or Mercedes A base in a volcano and a laser cigar Some crocodile moccasins A watch with a garotte in it A vodka martini waiting at the bar And there's our man, who's a really famous hero He wears cool suits and he has a big gun He has great adventures and ladies want to kiss him I do like it when the ladies want to kiss me God he's brilliant and his name is James I've even got a catchphrase for him The name's James James No, makes no sense Hitler's on the train, or a boat or other vehicle We send in an assassin or a robot, that's illegal They shoot him, stab him, rack him And he's wearing a tuxedo He kills the guards, snogs the girl and says something cool We tie him up We poison him I think this plan has veered off He take him back to Blighty, steal his trousers, blow his head off Our victory's assured Whilst we go and win the war God that's brilliant God I'm brilliant God we're brilliant Now listen to this
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Written by: David Cumming, Zoe Roberts, Felix Hagan, Natasha Hodgson
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