Bm Em F#7 All he ever wanted to do was harm Bm Em F#7 All he ever wanted to be was cruel Bm D A Em At twelve years old Fate marked his brow Bm D A Em And he said, I have a mission now Gmaj7 F#m7 But we laughed at his clothes Gmaj7 F#m7 And the blackheads round his nose B When we were boys at school Teachers spoke of Hannibal and Hector Nimrod and Nietzsche were his fuel Swastikas and pentagrams Flourished from his tender hands But we watched in the rain As the bully beat him up again When we were boys at school Dm And he said, my camouflage will hide me Gm Dm Gm Dm I?ll be grey as the world is grey Em A thousand government corridors Am Em Am Em Behind which of a thousand doors F#m F#sus4 Will I delegate and rule, o little boys at school Bm Em F#7 All he ever wanted to do was harm Bm Em F#7 All he ever wanted to be was cruel Bbm C# G# D#m And sometimes when the night is still Bbm C# G# D#m I can feel the gathering of his will Bm D A Em I can feel him flex the strings of power Bm D A Em And grope to his appointed hour Gmaj7 F#m7 But we laughed at the dirt Gmaj7 F#m7 And the frayed cuffs on his shirt C C7 When we were boys at school by: Jos Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com