Do as they say, not as they do 
March to the tune of the Christian right 
Hypocrites, [bad word] they don't apply to you 
Parading in the name of Christ 
Former leader in a hotel room 
Smoking crank and sucking [bad word] 
Guilty as sin yet innocence presumed 
Still they talk the talk 

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Christian soldiers 
 [bad word] off to war 
Behind the cross of Jesus 
And still they... 

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March! 
March! 
It's the march of the sycophants, they 
March! 
March! 
March in time to the rhythm of the right, they 
March! 
March! 
 [bad word] the sheep, all promenade, they 
March! 
March! 
Everybody loves a parade 

Masters of hyperbole 
They claim to know what's wrong or right 
The mob led to believe so easily 
Like a moth to a light 
Pro-life, anti-life and so sincere 
Battalions of the dull of mind 
Obeying all they read, see or hear 
The ignorant leading the blind 

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Brain dead plebians 
Rally 'round the Bible and the flag 
Their prophets are a plumber 
And a small minded rifle packing hag 
One nation under God 
And one under the thumb 
Marching to the beat of a different kind of [bad word] 
It's the march of the sycophants! 

Town hall rabble 
Cry liberty and justice for the few 
It's the end of they world as they know it 
That's what they'll say to you 
Conspiracy theories eaten raw like meat 
Fed by the mother of lies 
They suck straight from the teat 
It's the march of the sycophants! 

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