Marching Song [early version]

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