Ballad Of AP Alley- Rick Robinson
A tribute to the most memorable local (that no longer exists) in Misawa, Japan
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Story behind the song
An attempt to remember (even through all the alcohol) those many journeys to the bars in A.P. Alley
Lyrics
Off the Goose, you see us spill;
Alley bound, we seek our fill,
Of Jo-Sans galore, and endless swill--
The Thristy men, of Security Hill.
Out the gate, we proudly stride.
Yen in hand, going side-by-side.
Plans we've made, now to be tried--
We know we're good- Misawa's pride.
We're the one's, the Air Force's Best.
Silent Warriors, we've met the test.
We work by day, and gink by night.
We're Machi Rats! The Alley's blight!
Come rain or shine, or slush or snow.
We braved it all- even benjo.
We partied hard and did it well--
Our livers' gone, shot straight to Hell!
Throughout the Gig, and dorms alike,
The battle cry- "Roll Call Tonight!"
And we'll go, how'ere we can,
To meet at Toy's and shoot the pan!
We're the one's, the Air Force's Best.
Silent Warriors, we've met the test.
We work by day, and gink by night.
We're Machi Rats! The Alley's blight!
We fought the Bear, we took his best.
We whipped his ass-- but we can't rest.
Cause in the world, there's still more slime.
No matter what, we'll win each time.
Back at home, we sit and think,
And wish once more for one last drink.
Just one more run, but now it's done.
'Cause the Alley's gone, like the fading sun.
We're the one's, the Air Force's Best.
Silent Warriors, we've met the test.
We work by day, and gink by night.
We're Machi Rats! The Alley's blight!
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