verse 1: 

A                        F# 
These are your orders - seems like it's do it or die 
    A                        F#                
So please read them closely, When you've read them be sure that you eat them up - 
E 
They're specially flavoured with Burgundy, Tizer and Rye 
A                                       F# 
Twelve sheets of foolscap: don't ask me why. 


verse 2: 

A                   F# 
We hit the jungle, Just as it starts to monsoon: 
     A                       F#     
Our maps showed no rainfall. All the boys were depressed by this circumstance 
E 
"Trust in the weather" said less agricultural men 
          A                                     F# 
Who gives birth to more farmhands, don't ask me why. 



[Refrão]

A                                       F# 
Fifteen was chosen because he was dumb, seven because he was blind: 
A                                    F#    
I got the job because I was so mean, while somehow appearing so kind. 
E 
Drifting about through the cauliflower trees with a cauliflower ear for the birds, 
A                                               F# 
The squadron assembled what senses they had and this is the sound that they heard... 


Instrumental: 

A E D A 


verse 3: 
  
A                     F# 
Back at headquarters, khaki decisions are made 
A                     F#   
File under "Futile": that should give you its main point of reference 
     E 
It's all so confusing, what with pythons and then deadly flies 
       A                                 F# 
But to them, it's a picnic, don't ask me why. 



[Refrão]

A                                        F# 
Thirteen was chosen because of his luck, eleven because of his feet: 
A                                        F#  
One got signed up for exceptional pluck, another because he was mute. 
E 
Roaming about through the gelatine swamps with a gelatine eye on the stripes, 
A                                               F# 
The squadron assembled what senses they had and this is the sound that they heard... 


Outro: 
        A                                               E 
Back in Blighty, there was you There were milkmen every morning 
                        D                            A 
But these endless shiny trees, never used to be that way. 

(repeat until fade)