March Of The Dogs

Ladies and gentlemen of the underclass

The President of the United States or America

Is dead

I don't believe in the politics

Of chosen fools and hypocrites

Who walk a line that's tread so fine

Is death or glory, you had in mind?

Here we go, again it's mass delusion

And no one knows who leads this revolution now

As tension grows, no way to a conclusion

It's too late, there's no time

(It's too late, there's no time)

All for none, none for 1, 2, 3, 4

March of the dogs

To a beat of disillusion

Sworn under God

Bringing panic and confusion

The white flag is down

Send in the clowns

The carnival of sins is now about to begin

It may be I'm a pessimist

But I'd say we need an exorcist

The root of all evil standing tall

Under God and above us all

Here we go, again in desperation

All we know is confusion and frustration now

As tension grows

No vision of salvation

It's too late, there's no time

(It's too late, there's no time)

All for none, none for 1, 2, 3, 4

March of the dogs

To a beat of disillusion

Sworn under God

Bringing panic and confusion

The white flag is down

Send in the clowns

The carnival of sins is now about to begin

(Hey)

(Hey)

(Hey)

1, 2, 3, 4 (Hey)

And now the president's dead

Because they blew off his head

No more neck to be red

Guess to heaven he fled

Was it somethin' he said

Because of who's in his bed

By whom will we be lead

From whose hand will we be fed

All the lies by the lying liars who said

We'll be fine, it's okay

Hey look mom, no head

Blah, blah, blah, blah

(It's the carnival of sins)

Blah, blah, blah, blah

(It's about to begin)

Blah, blah, blah, blah

(It's alright, now I say, go)

Blah, blah, blah, blah

(1,2,3 I say, go)

Blah

It's okay, alright