Lyrics:
three, four
March of the dogs to a beat of disillusion
Sworn under God, breeding panic and confusion
The white flag is down, send in the clowns
Extension grows the way to a conclusion
It's too late, there's no time
It's too late, there's no time
All for none, never one, two, three, four
March
three, four
March of the dogs to a beat of disillusion
Sworn under God, breeding panic and confusion
The white flag is down, send in the clowns
I am a weary old folk tune, it's ofttimes you've heard me played
Like when orders came one afternoon that we were to march away
From Bantry Bay down
gon' win
It could all be over tomorrow, kill our masters and start again
But we know we all afraid, so we just simply cry and march again
At the Dem
Reach into the void
Touch the heart of darkness
Reach for the light
Feel the hand of god
The uncertainty of my existence
Can be decided by
Hermaphrodites with x-ray eyes
Shapeshift into paradigms
March like nazi's to a polka dirge
To conjure the spirit of Lucifer
Virgin mongoloid
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
the end
We will take their land death by metal
Our march goes on with weapons
Mighty in our hands
First we take their lives away
Then we take their land
and chrome
Invisible
Unbreakable
And reliable
But so despicable
A silent sound
A sound of sorrow
A silent sound
A sound of sorrow
Forward they march
Without
The things, that's on my mind
When I be sliding by, in my city (in my city)
It's the things, that's on my mind
When I be sliding by, in my city (in
Come along, catch a Heffalump
Sit with me on a muddy clump
We'll sing a song of days gone by
Run along now, don't be glum
Get you gone, now, have
This undying love in my heart
Held captive by the fact that we've been torn apart
Although I know there's no letting go
I'm still alone
A still
Governed by the moon
She's a bold headmistress
I am lycanthropic
Too evolved to miss this
Opportunity to taste
The pausing lamb
By the grace
by police
In north-west Atlanta but I don't hear it in the streets
With a anger in the hood for this old lady dying
DC 6 aint shit but cops lying
I said, "I wonder how it is I'm standing here, while war is raging everywhere under the sky?
I feel defeated here by everything, cheated here by
hear my voice...
step by step,
hear my voice...
the soldiers' march,
Like a training fight,,,
hear my voice...
bomb
hear my voice...
step by step,
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
It's the midnight hour
Onward to the battle with pounding fire
Guided by the heartbeats
With hellspawned power
The burnmarks are now to be
on the fire?
Oh the days go by, the water rises
Thousands of voices march for the cause
Freedom for few has come at a cost
Oh the years go by, the years go by
won’t be stopped by no one
To the top of the mountain we go
Reach for the star
Shoot for the moon
You’ll get far
Can't give in too soon
March to the beat
to reason for survival sublime
Consumed by anguish we march through the grey
Full loss of power in this corporate grave
In global order, system declines
Murder the franchise
Crawl into their lives
Burn out creativity
Keeps us all in symmetry
Step by step by step
March on forward
Breath by breath by
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