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.