| Muffle the drums
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| The hope of a new century comes
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| Was it all the amphetamine presidents
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| And their busy wives
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| Or did Manhattan crumble
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| The day Marlyn died
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| All your life, dreamer of dreams
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| Somehow connected with the silver screen
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| Half closed eyes, you realize
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| Loving the life that is paradise
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| And the Technicolor
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| I dream a parade like some club house
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| Club house serenade
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| Every dog must have his day
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| Ramshackle Day Parade
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| We’re going on though
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| This is the ramshackle day parade
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| Of all those lost, unborn, and unmade
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| And who’s heads got filled with a neon lava
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| And remain buried underneath this road
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| Ramshackle Day Parade
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| Taken' the freight elevator
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| And the incinerator
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| To the hopped up G-men riding
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| Refrigerated alligators
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| Faces of the civil wars, and holograms holding 44's
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| After the deranged cowboys
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| Bring out the banners of Stalingrad
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| Here come the marching band
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| The band of the underhand
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| This is the ramshackle day parade |