The W.O.'s Gone All Disco Songtext
von John Edmond

The Sergeant Major, he went AWOL;
He was nowhere to be found
Though he smokes cheroots, got size twelve boots
And weighs three hundred pounds.
The troopies in the barracks
Said "He can′t be with a bird.
There ain't no chance that he′s at a dance."
But that's not what I heard.

Oh! The W.O.'s gone all disco,
They found him on Saturday night
Doin′ rock ′n roll when they were playin' soul,
Twistin′ in the disco light;
Do the hokey pokey from side to side;
At times they even saw him do the palais glide;
Oh! the W.O.'s gone all disco,
That′s where he was on Saturday night.


That night, they called the fuzz in
Cause they thought there was a fight
But they got it all wrong, it was just the song
He was singin' through the night.
The M.P.′s came a runnin'
And they bust down the door,
Oh! the W.O. did a quick go-go
And got those red-caps on the floor.

Oh, the W.O.'s gone all disco
We′ve wondered where he′s been
The girls went mad, 'twas a brand new fad;
He did some things they′d never seen.
Took his date out in a Rhino on a moonlight ride,
Don't laugh lady ′twas your daughter inside!
Oh! the W.O.'s gone all disco,
That′s where he was on Saturday night.

Oh! the W.O.'s gone all disco
That's where he was on Saturday night.
Oh! the W.O′s gone all disco
That′s where he was on Saturday night.

Shake it on down Sir, shake it on down,
Shake it on down Sir, shake it on down.
Shake it on down Sir, shake it on down,
Shake it on down Sir, shake it on down.