If you?re happy and marching forward in your band, holding hands together, I will understand. In my life I'm together on my own, with my own private
take me seriously thats the only advice you should take from me... a happy pessimist singing a bittersweet serenade a sell-out some would say but at least i'm getting paid wihle we all march
to make a drawing Of God and Lucifer, a boy and girl An angel kissin' on a sinner A monkey and a man, a marching band All around the frightened trapeze
make a drawing Of God and Lucifer A boy and girl An angel kissing on a sinner A monkey and a man A marching band All around the frightened trapeze
to make a drawing Of God and Lucifer A boy and girl An angel kissin on a sinner A monkey and a man A marching band All around the frightened trapeze
Warlocks in wonderland I've gotta megatropolis in my hand And a...subterranean marching band Makin' noise for the Pope in the Vatican And a A little
tell the local bands down at the bar that he's The Critic. Yea, I can hook you up, I know everybody, in the business. He flunked junior high band he couldn't march
Oh, the band marched on in formation The brass was phasing tunes I couldn?t place Windows open and raining in Maroon, yellow, blue, gold and gray The
was sweet perfume While sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band
Warlocks in Wonderland I've gotta megatropolis in my hand And a subterranean marching band Makin' noise for the boys in the Vatican And a A little package
anywhere at all, Be-doodle in the kitchen, or be-doodle in the hall, Be-doodle in your bathtub, or be-doodle on the phone, Be-doodle in a marching band
It's all been manufactured like the junk that's on your plate Chorus repeat, then instrumental break, then intro repeat Some of them lead the marching band
tell the local bands down at the bar That he's the critic, yeah, I can hook you up I know everybody in the business He flunked junior high band he couldn't march
just heard the trumpet sounding And now his face i see The King is coming The King is coming Praise God He's coming for me Happy face line the hallway
Oh, the band marched on in formation The brass was phasing tunes I couldn't place Windows open and raining in Maroon, yellow, blue, gold and gray The
If you're happy and marching forward in your band Holding hands together, I will understand In my life I'm together on my own With my own private eggshell
their land An' the rest of his life he took the stand, that justice was due every redskin band Davy, Davy Crockett, holdin' his promise dear! Home fer the winter with his family, happy
to make a drawing Of God and Lucifer, a boy and girl An angel kissin? on a sinner A monkey and a man, a marching band All around the frightened trapeze
