Be may commander, give me lots of strict orders
I will march zealously under your sharp commands
Your shout throws the drill square into confusion
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
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Marching to the left, marching to the right
Attention! Double time!
March! Life goes on...
Life goes on...
Life goes on...
Be my commander...
Be my commander...