Lyrics

Earth (Radio Edit)

I bet you?re oh so proud
To be the one who defecates the mushroom cloud

Marching on
In the parade
With the army
Designed to invade
The smaller ones
So poor and so sick
With our motto,
?We?ve got a bigger... fist.?

Kicking and screaming
Taking it from behind
Anything to avoid the front line

Marching on
In the parade
With the army
Designed to invade
The only way
To end a war
Is to come up with ways
To make more

Supply and demand for massacres
Gutted displays of lessons never learned
Once the nails driven through the wrist were against ones will
Now it?s willing suicides with bonus extra lives
Marching on with fake global cares
Arm and fist erect high in the air
Body mounted strong on six legs to stand
Constant applaud from countless severed hands

Marching on
In the parade?

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