Swimmin' in s... I've got all on command    Always, everywhere I've got something to do,    The screams of blockheads - almost shootin' the dead    Oh! What's the stink, revolutions in my brain!       On one command we wake up, we're a mob    Followin' the madmen we bleed by our eyes,    And one shout gives us a dream    A big problem we've got - can we dream or not?!       His stupid snout and arms like a buffalo    His carrion will fill up empty spaces in a battle - array    Curses like a bandit and leaps at the wall    Notorious fool - automatic uniform       He knows so little, but here he's the law    He didn't make efforts to get on my nerves    I hate his laughter, it isn't sincere    He reacts to command - an animal intellect.       They talk about it and try to frighten    They talk about that - delude by rewards    My carrion will fill up this empty place    I'll stay unknown - driven into concrete.       I'm a shooter and a target, I'm a hero - killer.    If I kill more I'll get a monument    I'll die with desire, I got their word:    Fire will burn over my head!       Chorus: Barmy Army, Dead Army, Barmy Army, Shadows Army.