Marching Orders from Apocalyptic Spring by Elbowache

Such blameless snoozers
Having Martin Luther’s dream
Yeah in beds so comfy
Pull their collars while they sleep

Slumber with the cowards once you’re dead
Summer soldier
Yes you
Your Marching orders
Stand to

Of the countless millions
Of the social justice league
Oh how they seem content to
Watch the riots on TV

Join us or we’ll start to think it was you

Summer soldier
Yes you
Your Marching Orders
Stand to

I don’t know why
I only write
Checks that my ass can’t cash
If we try
At least we tried
That’s more than all of them

You move ten miles
The bloated market’s full of jobs
Soon you won’t remember
What the problem even was

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