Quit marching in your own parade Grab a flag yes jump to the head of the band Go fight win! Don't you blow it; it's something you've got to stand up for yourself It comes in red, it comes in blue Glow in the dark Nobody has to know Go fight win: it's something you've got to bring Balloons clown around under the weather Waves from a float bring helium stares Baby's on the shoulders of another man The sky's got a pie in its hand Hoops are for sale It comes in red, it comes in blue We'll glow in the dark and nobody has to know Go fight win: it's something now you've got it I resigned myself to the rhythm of the season Seasons have denied myself the rhyme of this reason Won nothing everyone is one one zip To read and weep -- that is divine And so on and so on...
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