Marching Men Rich Kids (Post-Punk)

Marching from the backstreet echos off the walls
Marching from the jackboots ringing down the halls
Never again, never again, do I want to hear the sound
The sound of marching men
The sound of marching men
Feel a sense of danger see the panic in their eyes
People getting restless ‘cos there’s evil on the rise
Never again, never again, do I want to hear the sound
The sound of marching men
The sound of marching men
Ignoring things won’t make them go away
Acting now will be the only way
So make yourself heard, don’t turn your back
Or soon you’ll the be one under attack
Slogans and obscenities painted every place
Written by the small man by the stupid human race
Never again, never again, do I want to hear the sound
The sound of marching men (x12)