Here we are off the bus
Loads of noise and Loads of fuss
Getting on the dodgy ferry
That looks like it was made in kerry

People moving left and right
Filling us with army shyte
Put into our said platoons
Feeling like a bunch of loons

Put into Platoon Number one
Now listen up and here my song
In Platoon one we all take part
Doing out best for Lieutienant heart

In Platoon one we all can cry
At Donegal Danny boy
He lives in Kerry in sweet tralee
Our very own border Refugee

Our Sergeant Colfer is the man
If he can't do it then no one can

Then we have Corporal Monaghan
Known as lofty, what a man

we're all here on the ball
trying to please corporal OL

I don't know waht i been told
Sergeant Hanley is mighty old

Now boys and girls we are
The number one, you other
Platoons are all done
Number 2 and number 3
Is all that you will ever be

Platoon 2 we used to be
Just as crap and shyte as ye

But now we can relax and rest
Cause Platoon one is well the best

All our girls like cinderella
In bed by 12 without a fella
Our own Private O'connor with
the smallest boots
still won out the best recruit

I don't know what you been told
platoon one has won the gold

platoon one is too fast
2 and 3 can kiss our ass