Ramshackle Day Parade - Joe Strummer, The Mescaleros

Muffle the drums

The hope of a new century comes

Was it all the amphetamine presidents

And their busy wives

Or did Manhattan crumble

The day Marlyn died

All your life, dreamer of dreams

Somehow connected with the silver screen

Half closed eyes, you realize

Loving the life that is paradise

And the Technicolor

I dream a parade like some club house

Club house serenade

Every dog must have his day

Ramshackle Day Parade

We’re going on though

This is the ramshackle day parade

Of all those lost, unborn, and unmade

And who’s heads got filled with a neon lava

And remain buried underneath this road

Ramshackle Day Parade

Taken' the freight elevator

And the incinerator

To the hopped up G-men riding

Refrigerated alligators

Faces of the civil wars, and holograms holding 44's

After the deranged cowboys

Bring out the banners of Stalingrad

Here come the marching band

The band of the underhand

This is the ramshackle day parade