Back In Judys Jungle

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.
Chorus:
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.
Chorus:
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)

25.07.2015
Lublin, Poland