"Dried their heart out and their colons pleading
Why aren't they better than you?
Cut their tendons and stop them from feeding
They learned to want today
Grab their horseback and childbearing beatings
Who gave you the right
Leave the fan on, my short arm's sleeping
I found a new way to die
March straight, march straight,
march in straight lines, march in straight lines
Exalt the sires, stampede the sons, it won't take long
Don't repeat this, there is no Jesus
What will I do, praise against them
Copasetic, codepedent, apostle Paul parades
Resight your rights, find comfort in torment, go resign them all
March straight, march straight, march in straight lines, march in straight line
Stay a while, you will not forget what you came to do
It won't be long, said the parasol anemic
We found a new way to die
March straight, march straight,
march in straight lines, march in straight lines
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