Marching Song [early version]

Lyrics

Like Germany in '43 Well, everyone was down on me And things were closing in All my ideals, all my dreams Breaking out at the seams Without discipline Oh, no one wanted to believe me I was up against the wall When she came marching in to save me Like a guardian general She had it worked out to an art Now she's in command of my heart Leather boots, thin black tie Monocle in one eye She's so military I was brokеn, I was dirty But she promised not to hurt me Such humanity No onе ever understood me I had visions, I had plans She mapped out the way it could be Offered me her stiff right hand She had it worked out to an art Now she's in command of my heart [Guitar lead] She gives the orders, she's got taste She puts everything in place With such authority Tells me why, she tells me how Not a thing to stop me now I've got validity Well, all the times I've had to bow out All the chances that I've missed But I got reinforcements now It's useless to resist She's got it worked out to an art And she's in command of my heart She's got it worked out to an art And she's in command of my heart Yes, she's in command of my heart Yes, she's in command of my heart