Bailey's Bloody Bush Babes
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There was a man called Bailey who rode a Chevrolet
Armed with the Vickers machine gun, but it wasn't in L.A
'twas in the North of Africa in the second great World war
That raged from 1939 to 1944
He was in the long- range Desert Group, the LRDG
Reconnaissance and sabotage their specialty
Against Rommel that old desert fox who fought with Italy
Commander of the German Africa Corps and the Panzer Kompanie
Bailey served Rhodesia when that war was through
Then a war of terror in his own land began to brew
He knew that in any war the enemy stays the same
Trained a tracking unit to play them at their game
He needed a special kind of man, a soldier or a volunteer
Doctor, lawyer, farmer, clerk, no matter their career
From there the Police anti- terrorist unit it was raised
They were known as PATU but they were Bailey's Bloody Bush Babes
You got to know how to read a track
You got to know how to carry a pack
You gotto know how to crawl or walk
You gotta know when not to talk
It's gonna be rough, it's gonna be tough
No glorious accolades
Join, you might just loose your life
Being one of Bailey's Bloody Bush babes
There's a Tsetse fly, mosquito, lion, croc and buffalo
Learn where to fire or retire and there's no radio
A special man lives off the land, knows how to survive
No clink of weapons, smoke or talk, take a man alive
A prisoner has got info, his corpse is no damn use
Interrogate him gently, until his tongue gets loose
All creeds and colors served, like sacrifices made
The honor roll says PATU but they were Bailey's Bloody Bush Babes
You got to know how to read a track
You got to know how to carry a pack
You gotta know how to crawl or walk
You gotta know when not to talk
It's gonna be rough, it's gonna be tough
No glorious accolades
Join, you might just loose your life
Being one of Bailey's Bloody Bush Babes
You got to know how to read a track
You got to know how to carry a pack
You gotta know how to crawl or walk
You gotta know when not to talk
It's gonna be rough, it's gonna be tough
No glorious accolades
Join, you might just loose your life
Being one of Bailey's Bloody Bush Babes