The Big Parade - The Stands

The streets are wet

And they shine like gold

As they’re lined

For the big parade

All to sell is here to be sold

I hope

I might see her today

All who could talk

Say she shines like she does

And that she would like to

Take me out

And show me around

There seems

So much of this place

All who could talk

Say she shines like she does

And that she would like to

Breath me in

And turn me round

It seems like there’s no other way