Chain Of Command Songtext / Lyric

CHAIN OF COMMAND


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 realsie 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

My bloodgroup and me
A body of soldiers are we
To the wound we quickly flowed
And we fought them with the weapons in our
Chemical code
How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command
(Andy Partridge)