Marching Song

Like Germany in '43 everyone was down on me

And things were closing in

My ideals, all my dreams, breaking out at the seams

Without discipline

No one wanted to believe me

I was up against a wall

When she came marching in to save me

Like a guardian general

She had it worked out to an art

And now she's in command of my heart

Leather boots, thin black tie, monocle in one eye

She's so military

Well I was broken, I was dirty, but she promised not to hurt me

Such humanity

No one 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

And now she's in command of my heart

She gives the orders, she's got taste, she puts everything in place

With such authority

She tells me why, she shows me how, there's not a thing to stop me now

I've got validity

All the times I've had to bow out

All the chances that I've missed

But I've got re-enforcements now

It is useless to resist

She had it worked out to an art

And now she's in command of my heart

She had it worked out to an art

And now she's in command of my heart

She's in command of my heart

Yeah she's in command of my heart