From the recording Tomorrow's Reminder
Lyrics
The Marching Morons
They look at you like monkeys do
They see and hear no evil
Like bulls they walk
In a china shop
Just pray that they don’t see you
They follow you like doggies do
They whine when they’re unhappy
In politics they pull their tricks
And all they can say is “Not Me!”
Morons, morons
Beware the marching morons
Morons, morons
They’ll turn you into morons
What’s good for everybody’s good for me
Like everybody else is what I’ll be
Just drive us like cattle then beat us on the head
We’ll be better off ‘cause we’re better off dead better off dead better off dead
Morons, morons….
They scratch and sniff
They play with shit
They appear on Wheel of Fortune
You can’t escape or retaliate
So if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em
Morons, morons…..