Somehow, somewhere,
marching feet did stray and the point that we making got lost upon the way.
Enslaved in tunnel vision as life was passing by, the light was gone for oh so
long - they wait for it to die.
You laugh at them - they laugh at you, but to yourself are you really true? And if it needs to change or to rearrange, can you really see it through?
Mock parades, mascquerades, the record needle's stuck, good old boys raise a glass and toast to their bad luck. You know our day will come, if we do as we did before. It has failed a million times, so try it a little bit more.
You laugh at them - they laugh at you, but to yourself are you really true? And if it needs to change or to rearrange, can you really see it through?
Someone there's spoke words of change, let's take him to the wall. What'll we do if changes breakes out, the status quo might fall? So chase your tail or go to jail, 'cos nothing happening here. Join the club, get your badge and sink another beer.
You laugh at them - they laugh at you, but to yourself are you really true? And if it needs to change or to rearrange, can you really see it through?
Swords of wood will do no good, new weapons must be made. Regain your sight - see the light, before your start to fade. When fashion speaks and traitors bleed, you must raise your voice. Take a look around - feet on the ground, before you make your choice.
You laugh at them - they laugh at you, but to yourself are you really true? And if it needs to change or to rearrange, can you really see it through?
You laugh at them - they laugh at you, but to yourself are you really true? And if it needs to change or to rearrange, can you really see it through?
You laugh at them - they laugh at you, but to yourself are you really true?
You laugh at them - they laugh at you, but to yourself are you really true? And if it needs to change or to rearrange, can you really see it through?
Mock parades, mascquerades, the record needle's stuck, good old boys raise a glass and toast to their bad luck. You know our day will come, if we do as we did before. It has failed a million times, so try it a little bit more.
You laugh at them - they laugh at you, but to yourself are you really true? And if it needs to change or to rearrange, can you really see it through?
Someone there's spoke words of change, let's take him to the wall. What'll we do if changes breakes out, the status quo might fall? So chase your tail or go to jail, 'cos nothing happening here. Join the club, get your badge and sink another beer.
You laugh at them - they laugh at you, but to yourself are you really true? And if it needs to change or to rearrange, can you really see it through?
Swords of wood will do no good, new weapons must be made. Regain your sight - see the light, before your start to fade. When fashion speaks and traitors bleed, you must raise your voice. Take a look around - feet on the ground, before you make your choice.
You laugh at them - they laugh at you, but to yourself are you really true? And if it needs to change or to rearrange, can you really see it through?
You laugh at them - they laugh at you, but to yourself are you really true? And if it needs to change or to rearrange, can you really see it through?
You laugh at them - they laugh at you, but to yourself are you really true?
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