Chain of Command Songtext
von Andy Partridge

How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command
How bright is the medical torch
When it's put in our hand

My microbes and I can't wait
To lay down and die
We realize that we must be spent
Like the cells that dissolve
When a brainwave is sent

How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command

How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command
How bright is the snap of the nerve
At your selfish big hands


My blood group and me
A body of soldiers are we
To the wound we quickly flow
And fought then with the weapons
In our chemical code

How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command

My microbes and I can't wait
To lay down and die
We realize that we must be spent
Like cells that dissolve
When a brainwave is sent

How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command

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