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