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Albums:

I Declare War (I Declare War) · We Ready - I Declare War (Pastor Troy) · Declare a New State! (The Submarines) · Declare Independence (Björk) · Nothing to Declare [Version 1] (Laptop) · Late March, Death March (Frightened Rabbit) · March March Alive (Naked Aggression) · March March Along (Naked Aggression) · War War War: Live (Country Joe McDonald) · War: Songs from the War Years, 1941-1945/Music from the War Movies (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


watchin' the fireworks in the sky 
I walk by 
Look down he still smiling 
Cause he's done fightin'
A fallen soldier 
Now his war's over 
Don't matter
Trudging off to war
Behind the cross of Jesus
And still they

[Chorus]
March!
March!
It's the march of the sycophants, they
March!
March!
March in
Marching along
Thinking as time goes by
Sing a glad song
Sing all the time
While I make all the people
Feels so good
Treat all my brothers like I
Marching along
Thinking as time goes by
Sing a glad song
Sing all the time
While I make all the people
Feels so good
Treat all my brothers like I
to detach us from this mortal coil
Religious conversion is their demand
Declare submission or die by their hands

I am infidel, forever shall be
I will not be
Our mind manipulation was no strength for the deceased
The master plan defeasted by the laws of earth's beliefs
And in death's costume now I live
to the senses
For this battle is real
Now the spirits of war are awoken
By the few, the proud and the broken

Nation after nation
Broke the pride of men
Girls like you
Remind me that I'm lonely
Yeah
Remind me that I'm lonely
No one to play Connect Four with me
I declare war with me
Knock out the snore
(You get your head down, will you)

I want you to march

Eyes go right, shoulder arms
Left wheel turn, show your charms
Change your clothes,
a soldier (now on my block we just march)
You gotta walk it like you talk it (we got the lil' mamas dipping)

I'm grinding
I'm posted up on the block like
God bless the USA
God bless the USA
God bless the USA

We're saying no way, no way USA
By declaring war on terror you declare war on yourself
We're
Makin million men march

Chorus 2x

[Method Man]
Yo, who got next? Meth got next
I chin check, all these MC's line em up god, I go ? hard
Declare
sweet land of idiocracy

This is our endless war!

While we still have liberty
Lets take back our justice for all
We can march at sundown upon capitol
march
Comrades stand side by side to stop the Nazi charge
Panzers on Russian soil a thunder in the east
One million men at war
Soviet wrath unleashed!
baby I'm all yours
Get in the battle and win this war
So let me see if you can handle it, handle this
Hey

If you want my love, you better march
tis of greed, sweet land of idiocracy

This is our endless war

While we still have liberty
Lets take back our justice for all
We can march
blood upon some foreign sand,

And I may die by an enemy's hand
And then I won't go to war no more
Send the boys all back to the farm
Tell the troops
hearts for the hell that they've been through
Well I don't have no purple heart mine's just black and blue

Chorus:
Oh love is a never ending war
March me
[lyrics by Bob Parduba]

They sit in silence as we march into war
There we will fight with our backs to the wall
No end in sight cities one by one
crazy war

Some politicians
Are born without hearts
They declare new borders
Tear families apart
You came into my life many years ago
I pray
War. The ultimate. The pinnacle of friend or foe.
Always declared by the high and fought out by the low.
Elevated to the state of honorable feud.
The rifles are firing, the cracking of guns break the still
The march of the soldiers, no mercy, no thoughts and no will

They fall one by one
declares war on everyone
Be careful with your tongue miss teazyweezy
You could call it civil defence
She's probably too tense miss teazyweezy

Oh miss
One More Parade
Phil Ochs
Written by Phil Ochs and Bob Gibson


Hup, two, three, four, marchin' down the street
Rollin' of the drums
This dawn of the mad
My finger on the button
With what¹s so foreign in my sights
Anger rise !
We wage a war ... our nature to preserve
By any means...