Camp Schwab Jingle Bells

Jingle bells, Rudolph smells, gunny shits his pants The lance corporal is drunk again and he's on a rant Jingle bells, Rudolph smells, the trash is full of ants The duty's making all his rounds and not wearing pants Dashing through Schwab, in a broken JLTV Off to the jungle we go, with field stripped MREs Off into the night, banana spider webs, bats just like dogs, and geckos on my head Yut Yut Yut Yut Yut Yut Yut Yut Yut Yut Yut Yut Yut Yut Yut Yut Yut Yut Yut Yut