Boot Camp

E9

I must obey the rules

I must be tame and cool

No staring at the clouds

I must stay on the ground

In clusters of the mice

G7

The smoke is our eyes

E9

Like babies on display

G7

Like angles in a cage

I must be pure and true

I must contain my views

E9

There must be something else

There must be something good

Far away

Far away from here

Far away

Far away from here

Far away

Far away from here

Far away

Far away from here

And I´ll be there for good

E9

For good

For good