Outside the leaves are turning green
The record skips a beat
Pushed off by April's breeze
The best times the worst times the lovers scream
Upstairs her mother sleeps alone by her tv
Downtown the stores are turning red
While czars of fashion bleed
What swirls inside their heads
You want it you got it but not for free
The sheep wait for the craze eyes glued to their tv
Now they're marching to the sea
They're marching to the sea
I said march on back
Outside the world is burning red
But I'll just close my eyes
And crawl back into bed
You want it you got it but not for me
The sheep fall for the craze eyes glued to their tv's
Now we're marching to the sea
We're marching to the sea
We're marching to the
Marching to the
Marching to the sea
I said march on back to me
You wave your bloody flag
And want me to wave it too
While you hate everyone
Who won't share your twisted point of view
The blind won't see through your misery
I said march on back to me
