Lyrics:

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
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
Recite your rights, find comfort in torment
Go resign them all, yeah

March straight, march straight, march in straight lines
March in straight lines
March straight, march straight, march in straight lines
March in straight lines

March straight, march straight, march in straight lines
March in straight lines
March straight, march straight, march in straight lines
March in straight lines

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Stay a while, you will not forget
What you came to do
Bear your arms, said the parasol anemic
We found a new way to die

March straight, march straight, march in straight lines
March in straight lines
March straight, march straight, march in straight lines
March in straight lines

March straight, march straight, march in straight lines
March in straight lines
March straight, march straight, march in straight lines
March in straight lines