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Showers
Words and Music: Tom Lewis
(Recorded by Tom Lewis on Mixed Cargo.)
Living in a submarine hygiene is a joke,
you don't use shampoo and you don't use
soap,
Down by the bathroom hear the 'tanky' swear:
"You'd better not waste any water in there!"
On the surface on the bottom or somewhere
in between,
it really doesn't matter if you're dirty
or you're clean,
Able Seaman, Chiefy, the Skipper or the
Queen,
nobody showers in a submarine.
On a diesel boat you've got no water to
spare,
you can't use the shower, stow the beer
in there,
You're oily and grimy for a month or so,
on 'up-channel-night' to the bathroom you
go.
Two basins of water and a pint beer mug,
get your lagging off and get ready to scrub,
Put some green jelly on a scratchy pad,
grit your teeth and start scrubbing like
mad.
When you're red as lobster then you're
ready to rinse,
some foo-foo dust will make you smell like
a prince
The last of the water's just enough for
your teeth
so finish up pronto make some room for
the Chief.
Next evening at the disco in your sharp
civvy clothes,
every girl around you starts holding her
nose,
For the way that you smell there is no
antidote,
they can tell that you're a sailor on a
diesel boat.
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