Lyrics: March Of The Dogs

Ladies and gentlemen of the underclass
The president of the United States of America
Is Dead!

I don't believe in the politics of chosen fools and hypocrites
Who walk a line that stretched so fine
Is death or glory had in mind

And here we go I guess the resolution,
No one knows who'll lead this revolution now,
Attention grows the way to a conclusion,

It's too late there's no time (its too late there's no time)
All for none never was two, three, four

March of the dogs to a beat of disillusion
Sworn under God breeding panic and confusion
The white flag is down send in the clowns
The carnival of sins is now going to begin

It may be I'm a pessimist
But I say we need an exorcist
The root of all evil standing tall
Under god and above us all

And here we go I'm getting desperation
All we know is confusion and frustration
Ditch your clothes no vision of salvation
It's too late there's no time (it's too late there's no time)
All for none, never was two, three, four

March of the dogs to a beat of disillusion
Sworn under God breeding panic and confusion
The white flag is down send in the clowns
The carnival of sins is now going to begin

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
A one, two, three, four

Another president dead
Because they blew off his head
No more kids to be led
Yes to heaven he fled
Was it something he said
Because of who's in his bed
By who will we be led
By whose hand will we be fed
All the lies by the lying liars who said
We'll be fine
Its OK
Hey look mom no head

La la la la la la la

It's OK, it's alright