Rogue’s March

I'm ashamed that you're not more angry
It's a man's world but it's falling apart
No, we don't share a thing
We kill and rob and anthropomorphize God

Battle drums of the rogue's march
Rattle my bones for the ghost
Of revolutionaries biding their time
Recruiting at the local bread line

Idle hands burn the midnight oil
Muscles ache, sweat on your brow

Oh, the rogue's march
Oh, the rogue's march
Oh, the rogue's march
We're the heart and soul of this heartless country

Now I'm a happy voter
Free wheeling like General Motors
Pero, no trabajo

Battle drums of the rogue's march
Rattle my bones for the ghost
Come on come on now lets think twice
People aren't made of sugar and spice

It's a long dark road
To suffer disgrace

Oh, the rogue's march
Oh, the rogue's march
Oh, the rogue's march
We're the heart and soul of this heartless country