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Parade Of Horribles

from Corporate Callosum by With a Gun for a Face

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I am afraid
The marching mascarade
Of slaughterers and slain
Is on its happy way

To brutalize my good name

Me oh my
Oh me oh my
Oh me oh my
Oh me oh my oh
Have yourself a ball

Round them up
And round them up
And round them up
And round them up and
Crucify them all

For the love of God
In the name of charity
String them from the neck
Hang them from a tree

Parade of horribles descends on me

I talk in circles
I split my tongue in thirds
Catcalls and whistles
I'm riddled with guiltless words

Slick tricks to lure the herds

Me oh my
Oh me oh my
Oh me oh my
Oh me oh my oh
Have yourself a ball

Round them up
And round them up
And round them up
And round them up and
Crucify them all

For the love of God
In the name of charity
String them from the neck
Hang them from a tree

Parade of horribles descends on me

The brass torso
The black wing
The singing swing of he who steps on chests

We have our man
The god-eyes cry
And smile as they hang me on high
Parade of horribles descends on me
Parade of horribles descends on me

(Oh, No!, Oh, No!)

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from Corporate Callosum, released March 30, 2012

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