Operation Mincemeat - The Ballad of Willie Watkins

So I was up there flying high in style right over Spain
But then I feel something there's a thudding then suddenly,
What! Hot dog! The plane is stalling
Jeez Louise!
I think I'm falling
And that big old ocean's calling out but-

"I've got a bad feeling about this"

I, I gotta good feeling
An American pilot
I'm feeling good about this crash
He's crashed in Huelva
'Cos though drowning is not too appealing

"His name is Willy Watkins"

I do so love to cause a great big splash

"And he's very loud"

I've
Charles, wait-
I've gotta bad feeling
Keep it together
Our plan is going down the drain
It's a bump in the road!
The Germans will be disbelieving
Keep breathing
When they hear two pilots crashed in neutral Spain
Pilots crash all the time, it's fine
I feel fine and dandy
I think he needs a physician
Missions hit these snags all the time
It's a bad sign!
'Cos when your plane goes down and you can't see land
You'll soon be lying on the sand
So cut loose, ya goose!
And keep on feeling fine
Scoo-ba-dee deet-n-dat-n-doo doo
Charles, please stop dry heaving

"This could sink the mission!"

Well this is war
Things never go quite to plan
Ba-dow!
Where the hell's our man?
Huelva for London
London receiving
Skee-ba doo-ba doo-ba doob-ie
Another pilot's washed up on the sand
And he's dead this time!
Phew!
See Charles!
The plan is working like I knew it would
Bill's arrived our efforts weren't in vain
But they smell a rat!
What?
Two planes crash in the very same spot
They're chopping Bill open to see what's what
A coroner's coming
The top man here in Spain
Oh god!
Oh I
Charlie it's fine I gotta good feeling
An autopsy!
I'm feeling good about this corpse
Sure Bill's skin has slowly been peeling
Congealing
But he'll be ruled a drowning,
Spilsbury swore!
And you trust that man?
Of course!
So what's the use in fretting
Oh god I'm sweating
There's no telling what another day will bring
I need a drink!
For there could be a hole in the boat
And who knows if you'll sink or you'll float

"Nice"
"Thanks!"

But everything will work out swell
If we keep on feeling

"Hassleden get to that autopsy and make sure they think he drowned."

Fine!

"Gene Kelly, get some work done please"

Written by:
Felix Hagan, David Cumming, Zoe Roberts, Natasha Hodgson

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Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing

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