Love On The March

Animals come banging their drums
Street clears in summer
Kids run around, having their fun
Men are already drunk
A religious holiday’s begun
Maybe it’s because we have no sun
Marching begins, animals sing
Words that are twisted
To meanings of hate
Look at the face
Bitter and ready to fight
A religious holiday’s begun
Maybe it’s because we have no sun
Lost in the crowd, shouting out loud
Drinking my fill of a bottle of gin
I’ll do anything to help me
Forget about you
You’re full of it, you hopelessly flirt
With that girl who works in the pub for a night
But at closing time
You will be at my door
Tell me what it is I have to do?
I sacrifice everything for you
I was feeling so good
And the sun was shining
All I wanted was
To get across the street
I made my biggest mistake
When I left her
With a yelling match
And the broken kettle
I’m sick of this, you’re a little kid
I always have to bail you out
When you take off
With your drinking mates
And their idiot games
If you sing the songs
You half deserve to take a beat
They beat me up 'cos
I crossed the march
They said I need to learn
A bit of respect
But I am on their side
And I follow the team
When I get out of here
Somebody’s gonna get it