In nights of old They lined the roads Off with their heads And always lead Opinion polls
Going in and out of Another state of Try not to be obvious With a ringside seat
In uniforms Of green and gold Like crocodiles They march in files Of unison
Going in and out of Another state of Try not to be obvious With a ringside seat Going in and out of Another state of Try not to be obvious You get the first one free
I like it too much I like it too much I like it too much I like it too much
You are descended from animals And you are constructed of chemicals The one thing you can't have you like too much You look but you cannot touch I like it all too much
Like dominoes One only goes They all will fall Sail the ship Rock the boat