Tono: C
Introducción:
Am F
I'm way too skinny for the Army?
Am G
Way too slender for the job?
Am F
What can I do if my country doesn't want me cause
Am G
My talents only stretch to mini golf?
Am F
I'm way too uncool for the Army
Am G
All that running through car tyres
Am F
I guess that would come in handy if you invaded
Am G
A country whose terrain was all car tyres.
Chorus:(clean)
C
But I'm skinny and unclever
Am
Maybe now more than ever
F G
The technology has caught up with me
Am
If wars have gone all electronic
C
I could fight them with my joystick
F G
As long as they bring pizza to me
C
Then I could be in the Army.
Am F
It's not tricky to imagine
C G Am
Me in a bunker at a screen
F
Controlling reconaisance robots
C
Maybe mine detecting robots
G
Even robots who run through tyres
C
But I'm skinny and unclever
Am
Maybe now more than ever
F G
The technology has caught up with me
Am
If wars have gone all electronic
C
I could fight them with my joystick
F G
While watching McLeod's Daughters on TV
A#
Then I could be in the Army.
F
I was never good at Pacman
C A#
But at Defender I'd light up the skies
F
I was never good at Frogger
C A#
It's much to much like hopping all the tyres
F
And if I don't get in the Army
C A#
I could become an evil mastermind
F
Live in an underwater tower
C A#
And wearing shiny skivvies all the time
C
That would be fine
C
Skinny and unclever
Am
Maybe now more than ever
F G
The technology has caught up with me, (If I could make up my mind)
Am
If wars have gone all electronic
C
I could fight them with my joystick
F G
As long as they bring pizza to me