There’s a track winding back, to a military shack,
That we all call Scheyville OTU.
Where the RSM is roaring, the lectures rather boring
But we will soon get through.
We drill and march and practice and double all day
We really know the meaning of work for our pay.
Yes the forty hour week has gone right up the creek
Down here at Scheyville OTU.
Well we have a big square and I’m always marching there
Down here at Scheyville OTU.
Yes, I’m always upon it, beneath my battle bonnet
And battle order too.
I get up in the morning, the sun isn’t there
I pick up my rifle and run to the square.
Yes, we have some marvellous marches
But I’m getting falling arches
Here at Scheyville OTU.
There’s a thing new to me the instructors call PT
Down here at Scheyville OTU.
I have a lot of trouble, they always make me double
And do my push-ups too
With squats and curls and insteps, it’s really a curse
They say things will get better, but so far they’ve got worse.
To be fit must be great, but I’ll never make it, mate
Down here at Scheyville OTU.