On a warm morning, hot sun in my face
Warm smell of sweat, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw my sergeant
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for months
There he stood in the doorway;
with his shiny boots
And I was thinking to myself,
'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then he gave me my field pack and he showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the Hotel Tekong
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel Tekong
Any time of year, you can find it here
His mind is military-twisted,
He got the 3 tonners
He got a lot of smelly recruits,
that he calls dogs
How they dance in the parade square, sweet summer sweat.
Some drills to remember, some drills to forget
So I called up the PC,
'Please bring me my Mac'
He said, 'We haven't had that crap
here since nineteen sixty seven'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel Tekong
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They're livin' it up at the Hotel Tekong
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
Mirrors on the cabinets,
The pink cordial with no ice
And they said 'We are all just
prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They shot it with their m16s,
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find my 11b back
To enter the place I was before
'Relax,' said my PC,
We are programmed to serve
You can book in any time you like,
but you can never leave