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Muffle the drums the hope of a new century comes was it all the amphetamine presidents and their busy wives or did manhatten crumble the day Marlyn died all your life, dreamer of dreams somehow connected with the silver screen half closed eyes, you realize loving the life that is paradise and the technicolor I dream a parade like some club house club house serenade every dog must have his day Ramshakle Day Parade We're going on though This is the ramshakle day parade of all those lost, unborn, and unmade and who's heads got filled with a neon lava and remain buried underneith this road Ramshakle Day Parade Taken' the freight elevator Songtexteand the incinerator to the hopped up G-men riding refridgered alagators faces of the civil wars, and holograms holding 44's after the deranged cowboys bring out the banners of stalingrad here come the marching band the band of the underhand This is the ramshakle day parade (Thanks to Jay Caronna for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania