E         A       E                     A
Be may commander, give me lots of strict orders
E       E7           A              A/g     A/f#
I will march zealously under your sharp commands
       E                A          E        A
Your shout throws the drill square into confusion
E          E7      A               A/g     A/f#
I will submit and march zealously with my heart

The gleam of your epaulets, cockade and other regalia
Will surely help me stamp more firmly as I march
Left, right on the pavement while toes behind bushes make faces
But if you are ever beside me, I will march zealously on

   H                C#m H                 C#m
   Marching to the left, marching to the right
   A
   Attention! Double time!
   March! Life goes on...

          E  A
Life goes on...
          E  A
Life goes on...
 E        A
Be my commander...
 E        A
Be my commander...

  Gm                     G#                    Gm    G#
Why can't I sing, if my Lord didn't give me a voice?
  Gm                     G#                         Gm G#
Why can't I play - after all, I have never learned how...

          G#                                D
   Maybe soon I'll be able to dance pretty well.
       G#                           D          Gm G#
   But only when I've been chopped down by a tram.

Why can't I live, since I haven't kicked the bucket yet?
Why can't I swim when I feel like I never will sink...

   Maybe soon I'll be able to fly pretty high
   It only the wind will just rip off my wings...

C      Cm      G
Yesterday I strolled in the dump
         C      Cm              G
There I saw a snipe and in his mouth was
   C        Cm              G
A tattered note from her, written in
 C    Cm     G
Very faded green ink
               C               Cm     G
She writes to me that she is still a Virgin...
               C               Cm     G
She writes to me that she is still a Virgin...
               C               Cm     G
She writes to me that she is still a Virgin...
               C Cm G
She writes to me...

    G
We get up every day
     G#             F
And hurry off somewhere
      G
Why should we rush away
     B
So frantic to get there
     G#
We crowd on then we pay
      B
"No choice!"

Our grimy work
Our empty heads
The standard words
We're cheaply fed
Our daily bread
"No choice!"

C D# C D#

And then we yawn
And hiccup till dawn
We smoke or roam
Do crossword puzzles
Before we get home
"No choice!"

Someone to avoid
A smile for reward 
Someone to damn
And wondering how
To escape this sham
"No choice!"

     F
   Why should I go to work
                                    B
   When I can have my breakfast at home
     F
   Why should I go to work
                                    D#
   When I can have my breakfast at home

 C
Rip off the labels
Hack up the tables 
Let lose all the hawks
 G
Fix those blockheads
      F
And then to our beds
      G
"No choice!"

Chop off the branches
Cut down the trees
We need lots оf coffins
For blockheads like these
Get rid of them, please
"No choice!"

        F                              B
      Why should I go to work... "No choice!"
        F                              B
      Why should I go to work... "No choice!"

   Why should I go to work
   When I can have my breakfast at home
   Why should I go to work
   When I can have my breakfast at home

 E                G
Something happened somewhere
  E                  G
What, where or how, no one knows for sure
    E                    G
A stink in the papers, crowds rush there
   E                    G
My orders are to make things more secure

Beyond my window looms a prison
Hey, hooligans and bandits, how are you?
Thanks to you, I've long since lost my reason
I've been a guard my whole life through

I'm used to living from hour to hour
I'm used to missing sleep at night
My loud hoarse voice sure makes them cower
Freeze! Who goes there! I'll shoot on sight!

    A
   Hands up, against the wall,
   Don't move, my gun's on you
   Hands up, against the wall,
                         E
   I am the monument of law
   The monument of law...

Why bother thinking when we’ve got the Regs
Shoot first and ask questions later
No need to speak - the terror hits their legs
Man was born to become a traitor

They only live to break the rules
Their only goal is to run and fight
Because I'm here, I have to be cruel
Freeze! Who goes there! I'll shoot on sight!

   Hands up, against the wall,
   Don't move, my gun's on you
   Hands up, against the wall,
   I am the monument of law
   The monument of law...

A
Tell me why I should act strange
E                           G
Make these people laugh at me
A
Why consider making sense
E                         G
Of the changes that must be

I am standing for strict orders
Real purist that I am
Think like others, act like others
All exactly as one man

   H G A
   A  E F#m
   Attitude...

      A           F#m
      I hate all kinds ot freewill
      A             F#m
      I'll make a trick on these freaks
      E                                  G
      I will stop those who're not like me

      I'll make for them their holiday
      I'll give them all a uniform
      A good vacation in the East

   H          G A
   This is my
   H          G A
   This is my
   H
   This is my
   A  E F#m
   Attitude...

Tell me why I should be pretending
Playing such a tricky game
For tradition I am standing
Everybody knows my name.

 E
Секс-мотор и рок-н-ролл...
Секс-мотор и рок-н-ролл...
Секс-мотор и рок-н-ролл...
                        A C G# A C E
Секс-мотор и рок-н-ролл...

  Em
There my mechanic, fill up all the tanks
I'll be flying today, but without any antics
Everybody knows me, 'cause when it comes down
                                                    A
To drinking or fighting, I'm the meanest dog around

        Em
   The guys in our gang are nasty and real tough
   We'll rumble with anyone, even the Devil himself
   Whoever tries to mess with us, we'll beat up pretty rough
                                                      F#
   We'll fly loops around him until he starts to yelp

      F#
      Until he starts to yelp...
      B                       Em
      Until he starts to yelp...

I'm not young any more, I'm way past twenty
Not the end yet, but why should I drag it out
We're all volunteers, but we're still kamikazes
We gotta find our own way now, no doubt!


   I've had enough ot flying - the end is drawing near
   I've been in this dive for ages - it's absolutely clear
   I salute you, all lonely and strong
   Who haven't given up or died of boredom

      Down, only, down...
      In a nose dive I plummet.

       F#
      Down, only down...
               Em
      In some first-rate aerobatics.
      First-rate aerobatics...
      First-rate aerobatics...
      Down...
      Down...

Ура, ребята

  G
Yeah, you seem so wildly stunning
Yeah, almost in gorgeous raiment
  H
Yeah, in this frenzied tango
I already have seen you
Somewhere I have already...

Yeah, it's as if we had met before
Yeah, I am really confused now
But it will end the same way girl
And you will never find out
If you've killed the beast in me

   D
   I see every bit of your plumage
   I am aroused by your smell girl
   I'll surely strangle you before
                      E
   I have time to respond to
   This call ot the wild
                     G
   This call ot the wild...

Flesh is such a vicious word
Filth is the home of the depraved
Life is the vilest of trollops
You'll slip away with another
You'll be sure to betray me

Yeah, you seem so wildly stunning
Yeah, almost in gorgeous raiment
But it will end the same way girl
And you will never find out
If you've killed the beast in me

The beast in me...
The beast in me...

   I'm a beast, I see all ot your plumage
   I'm a beast, I'm aroused by your smell girl
   I'm a beast, I'll surely strangle you before
   I have time to respond to
   This call of the wild
   This call of the wild
   This call of the wild