When Smegma comes marching home again,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We'll give him a hearty welcome then
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The cucks will cheer and the soys will shout
The roasties, they will all turn out
And we'll all drink soy when Smegma comes marching home.
The old church bell will peal with joy
Hurrah! Hurrah!
To welcome home our darling boy,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The village cucks and roasties say
With Soylent they will strew the way,
And we'll all drink soy when Smegma comes marching home.
Get ready for the Jubilee,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We'll give the Smegma three times three,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The soybean wreath is ready now
To place upon his loyal brow
And we'll all drink soy when Smegma comes marching home.
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We'll give him a hearty welcome then
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The cucks will cheer and the soys will shout
The roasties, they will all turn out
And we'll all drink soy when Smegma comes marching home.
The old church bell will peal with joy
Hurrah! Hurrah!
To welcome home our darling boy,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The village cucks and roasties say
With Soylent they will strew the way,
And we'll all drink soy when Smegma comes marching home.
Get ready for the Jubilee,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We'll give the Smegma three times three,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The soybean wreath is ready now
To place upon his loyal brow
And we'll all drink soy when Smegma comes marching home.
