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ExodusMarch Of The Sycophants

"Do as they say, not as they do March to the tune of the Christian right Hypocrites, their rules they don't apply to you Parading in the name of Christ Former leader in a hotel room Smoking crank and sucking cock Guilty as sin yet innocence presumed Still they talk the talk Christian soldiers Trudging off to war Behind the cross of Jesus And still they [Chorus] March! March! It's the march of the sycophants, they March! March! March in time to the rhythm of the right, they March! March! Here come the sheep, all promenade, they March! March! Everybody loves a parade Masters of hyperbole They claim to know what's wrong or right The mob led to believe so easily Like a moth to a light Pro-life, anti-life and so sincere Battalions of the dull of mind Obeying all they read, see or hear The ignorant leading the blind Christian soldiers Trudging off to war Behind the cross of Jesus And still they [Chorus] Brain dead plebeians Rally 'round the Bible and the flag Their prophets are a plumber And a small minded rifle packing hag One nation under God And one under the thumb Marching to the beat of a different kind of drum It's the march of the sycophants! Town hall rabble Cry liberty and justice for the few It's the end of they world as they know it That's what they'll say to you Conspiracy theories eaten raw like meat Fed by the mother of lies They suck straight from the teat It's the march of the sycophants!

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"Do as they say, not as they do March to the tune of the Christian right Hypocrites, their rules they don't apply to you Parading in the name of Christ Former leader in a hotel room Smoking crank and sucking cock Guilty as sin yet innocence presumed Still they talk the talk Christian soldiers Trudging off to war Behind the cross of Jesus And still they [Chorus] March! March! It's the march of the sycophants, they March! March! March in time to the rhythm of the right, they March! March! Here come the sheep, all promenade, they March! March! Everybody loves a parade Masters of hyperbole They claim to know what's wrong or right The mob led to believe so easily Like a moth to a light Pro-life, anti-life and so sincere Battalions of the dull of mind Obeying all they read, see or hear The ignorant leading the blind Christian soldiers Trudging off to war Behind the cross of Jesus And still they [Chorus] Brain dead plebeians Rally 'round the Bible and the flag Their prophets are a plumber And a small minded rifle packing hag One nation under God And one under the thumb Marching to the beat of a different kind of drum It's the march of the sycophants! Town hall rabble Cry liberty and justice for the few It's the end of they world as they know it That's what they'll say to you Conspiracy theories eaten raw like meat Fed by the mother of lies They suck straight from the teat It's the march of the sycophants!

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