The Army's not the Army anymore
It's better than it's ever been before
The bugler blows "I can't get 'em up at quarter after 7:00"
But if you're tired, stay right there and sleep until 11:00
Barrump-ba-da-dum barrump-ba-da-dum
Barrump-ba-da-dum-dum-dum
Oh, the Army's not the Army anymore
The Army's not the Army anymore
It's better than it's ever been before
You used to walk a mile for beans, but now they bring 'em to you
And all the generals say hello as though they really knew you
[whistling]
Oh, the Army's not the Army anymore
[sighs]
They've got a lot of hostesses
The gals are really cuties
And entertaining these co-eds is part of your regular duties
Barrump-ba-da-dum barrump-ba-da-dum
Barrump-ba-da-dum-dum-dum
Oh, the Army's not the Army anymore
Hi, general.
I want to be a flier.
You know, one of those guys that just, uh...
[imitates airplane engine]
I come from a family of aviators.
My father, my uncle, my cousin...
Now you sign here, sign here.
Yes, sir.
Donald Duck. Now, can I fly?
Fly?
Well, first you better pass your physical examination.
Ah, phooey! That's a cinch!
OK, buddy, through that door.
Left, left, left, right, left.
Left. Company, halt!
Anybody home?
- [man 1] What's his name? - [man 2] Donald Duck.
[man 3] Take his pulse.
[rhythmic heartbeat]
Hmm, nothing here.
Open your mouth.
Now say "aah."
[gagging]
[coughs]
Ah-choo! [mutters]
What kind of a... [quacks]
[man] Flat feet.
[man 2] What color is this red card?
R-E-D.
Red!
[man 2] And this green one.
Uh, G-R-E...
- Blue! - [man 2] Blue? That's close enough.
[man] Can you hear this?
[loud ticking]
Yeah.
- [man 1] Hat size? - [man 2] Nine and three-quarters.
- Chest? - Fourteen and a half.
- Sleeve length. - Seventeen and three-quarters.
OK, soldier.
Marching out in the field all day long.
That's all I do: march, march, march, march, march!
I want to fly.
[man] Hey, you! Get in step!
Left. Left.
Left, right, left.
Company, halt! Hut, two!
[Donald] Left. Left.
Left, right, left.
Left. Left.
Halt!
[chuckles] Hi, sergeant.
About face!
Hmm.
Company, dismissed.
Hmm.
I'm gonna give you a special trainin'.
Yes, sir.
Left shoulder, arms.
Present arms.
Up.
[stifled scream]
[puffs]
Forward arms!
Up.
You're hopeless.
[moans]
You ain't no soldier!
Phooey all this stuff! I quit!
What was that?
I didn't say nothing.
You've got to learn discipline, see?
Attention!
And don't move a muscle, see?
Yes, sir.
Attention!
[scratching]
I said don't move!
Halt!
[gulps]
[squawking]
[blows whistle]
[blowing whistle]
The Army's not the Army anymore
It's better than it's ever been before
The sergeant isn't tough anymore
He's careful not to bore you
Just tell him when you're peeling spuds
He will peel them for you
For the Army's not the Army anymore
No, the Army's not the Army anymore