歌词
My parade marched down my street with muscle cars and old beauty queens
Choirs sing and children following the sound
My blueprint for what not to be
Then he turns and bows to the crowd
And bless the folks with pearls from his mouth
As he speaks he starts to float off into space
Handlebar mustache on his face
Sometime
You might
You might
My parade marched down to the sea
Rusted cars and old movie screens
Candy coins and people following the sound
My blueprint for what not to be
