THE FINAL PARADE

He let the merry go round
Way more than you ever should
He was there when they tore it all down
When nobody thought that they would
He let the musical chairs
Fade away and disappear
They ran oh for so many years
We were much happier there
And he still hears
The noise from the broke gate
So he’s not going to take his place
In the final parade
She felt ach lady a gent
For all the time that thy spent
She watched as each one of them went
That’s when they tore down the tent
She wasn’t sorry or sad
But there was one question she had
What could she salvage or save?
Oh, she still hears
The noise from the broke gate
So she’s not gonna take her place
In the final parade
And he still hears all the
Noise from the broke gate
So you’re not gonna see his face
In the final parade
He let it slow to a stop
Then let it grind to a halt
He felt that the bottom would drop
To be fair to him, that’s not his fault
Let’s let the merry go round
Let’s hear the musical chairs
Let’s get it back up off the ground
Even if no one still cares
And he still hears
The noise from the broke gate
So he’s not gonna take his place
In the final parade
And he still hears all the
Noise from the broke gate
So he’s not gonna take his place
No, he’s not gonna take his place
And you’re not gonna see his face
In the final parade
We can’t afford to be ignored
Next stop is freedom street
Hit the town, burn it to the ground
To the rocksteady beat
The church was hoping that the midnight mass
Was packed from the front to the back
West Coast USA, we know where it’s at
We play around
With our punk rock reggae sound
'Cause sometimes dancing is all you’ve got
We were cranking
We were skanking
We were cranking, we were skanking
All over the world
He was
The night that we would talk
The Lord center square
He just snapped
And then the cuffs were slapped
That’s how it’s done down there
We can’t confirm and can’t deny
What happened after that
But before you check your watch
Check out the thermostat
We play around
With our punk rock reggae sound
'Cause sometimes dancing is all you’ve got
We were cranking
We were skanking
We were cranking, we were skanking
All over the world
We were cranking
We were skanking
We were cranking, we were skanking
All over the world
Revolutionary war
Out on the street and on the dance floor
The middle east is close to near
We can’t afford to be ignored
Next stop is freedom street
Hit the town and burn it to the ground
To the rocksteady beat
The church was hoping that the midnight mass
Was packed from the front to the back
And the East Coast USA was waving that Union Jack
We play around
With our punk rock reggae sound
'Cause sometimes dancing is all you’ve got
We were cranking
We were skanking
We were cranking, we were skanking
All over the world
We were cranking
We were skanking
We were cranking, we were skanking
All over the world
We play around
With our punk rock reggae sound
'Cause sometimes dancing is all you’ve got
We were cranking
We were skanking
We were cranking, we were skanking
All over the world
We were cranking
We were skanking
We were cranking, we were skanking
All over the world