Troop Commander Wales - Dan Bull

In the past they called me Harry

Tabloid bad boy

The rawkest lad of the royal family

But now I’m on my way to the war in Iraq

No more newspapers all on my back

Calling me a slacker

A right royal embarrassment

I am the son of the heir to all of Britannia

I wanna be there for all of the action

Backin' up my boys on the battlegrounds

And Dad’ll be proud

Now his roudy youngest son’s grown up

And knows how to hold a gun

I wasn’t born as the oldest son

So of course I’ve become the disposable one

But I’ll show you all

I’m cut from the same cloth

As every monarch that’s ever fought, gained and lost

I’ve taken on the job of commanding

The greatest squad on the force and I’m on it

Honest to God, I cross my heart with my sword

And I promise, I wanna assure you all

It’s not a task all my advice has made me do

The last royal that saw battle was 1982

I was over the moon when I found

I was chosen to take the troops deployed now

I’m going to make the Blues and royals proud

And if I break this oath, you can shoot me right down

You can put an arrow in my eye

Like the last herald when he died

But this time I’m on the winning side

With the scimitars we’ll deliver in Iraq

To the limits of we win at last

'Cause in the past the last time Britain didn’t win a war

Was when we fought our current brothers in arms

I’m doing this for all the others in our country

But most of all for my mother