Did anyone in the actual military every use the "twenty-eight children in starving condition with nothing but gingerbread left" cadence?

I learned the second line of the "Airborne Ranger" one (from ROTC students at Princeton in the early 80s) as "I want a life of sex and danger." However, student folklore also included a parody of Joe Offer's version:

I want to be an econ major,
I want to live a life of ease.
My thesis is a thirty-pager.
Gee, this department's such a breeze!

Does this tune sound to anybody else like a slight simplification of a tune from Beethoven's "Emperor" Concerto?

At MIT, I'm told, the ROTC cadets used to and may still chant, "One, two, three, four,/ One, two three four we bad!" (This was also in the early 80s.) Then the residents of the French House started chanting, "Un, deux, trois, quatre,/ Un, deux trois quatre nous mauvais!" This word-for-word translation somehow doesn't have the same feel, but it did lead to the useful expression "nous mauve" for people who are impressed with themselves. (Not that I know any.)