Now I’ve worked at MOD where they’re always drinking tea

And I’ve worked from nine til five, five days a week

But now records got my number

Now I’m in the fucking lumber

Cos I’m off to sunny Dhofar with the Sheik

Ooooooooh the Adoo is a rebel and he lives up in the jebel

Always playing with his RCL

But we’ve BATT to drink our beer

So we’ve nothing much to fear

Cos they’ll blow the fucking Adoo all to hell

Flying Scareways gets you there, very yimkin very bare

There’s a camel spider grab your bag and kill it

And that first dose of the shits

Really hurts you where it hits

Especially if you’re half way to your billet

Ooooooooh the Adoo is a rebel and he lives up in the jebel

Always playing with his RCL

But we’ve BATT to drink our beer

So we’ve nothing much to fear

Cos they’ll blow the fucking Adoo all to hell

If the bloody sirens sound, you'd better quickly hit the ground

Just to dodge the bits of rocket flying past

And if you can't find a hole

You’d better burrow like a mole

Or you'll get a bit of shrapnel up your arse

Ooooooooh the Adoo is a rebel and he lives up in the jebel

Always playing with his RCL

But we’ve BATT to drink our beer

So we’ve nothing much to fear

Cos they’ll blow the fucking Adoo all to hell

Situated on the plain, exposed to the sun and rain

It may seem like Pentonville or Alcatraz

But we’ve KC, CC Shell

Ah Soul Wobbly Clubs as well

Which is more than you can say for Gan or Mas

Ooooooooh the Adoo is a rebel and he lives up in the jebel

Always playing with his RCL

But we’ve BATT to drink our beer

So we’ve nothing much to fear

Cos they’ll blow the fucking Adoo all to hell

If you can drink and sing a song your wont feel alone for long

And you’ll quickly learn the ropes Salalah way

Like that Moonies start out white,

and they only wank at night

While Gozomies pull it practically all day

Ooooooooh the Adoo is a rebel and he lives up in the jebel

Always playing with his RCL

But we’ve BATT to drink our beer

So we’ve nothing much to fear

Cos they’ll blow the fucking Adoo all to hell

Oh and when your time is done and you’re off back home to Mum

With your panic tan your Seiko and Shemack

Best forget this promised land

That affair with your right hand

Or you’ll soon be volunteering to come back