Joe Strummer & The Mescaleros Lyrics

5. Ramshackle Day Parade

Muffle the drums 
the hope of a new century comes 
was it all the amphetamine presidents 
and their busy wives 
or did Manhattan 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 underneath this road 
Ramshakle Day Parade 

Taken' the freight elevator 
and 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

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