Текст песни We March to the Beat of Indifferent Drum - NOFX
                                                With 
                                                our 
                                                ass 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                air 
                                                and 
                                                our 
                                                heads 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                ground
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                no 
                                                sense 
                                                of 
                                                despair, 
                                                without 
                                                sight, 
                                                without 
                                                sound
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                hold 
                                                our 
                                                ears 
                                                and 
                                                shut 
                                                our 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Distant 
                                                screams 
                                                morph 
                                                into 
                                                lullabies
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                beat 
                                                indifferent 
                                                drum, 
                                                we 
                                                pound 
                                                it 
                                                till 
                                                we're 
                                                numb
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                validate, 
                                                rationalize, 
                                                corroborate 
                                                each 
                                                others 
                                                lives
 
                                    
                                
                                                Pat 
                                                my 
                                                back 
                                                and 
                                                I'll 
                                                pat 
                                                yours, 
                                                benevolent 
                                                conquistadors
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                piss 
                                                down 
                                                throats, 
                                                shit 
                                                in 
                                                cupped 
                                                hands
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wipe 
                                                our 
                                                asses 
                                                with 
                                                all 
                                                foreign 
                                                flags
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                beat 
                                                indifferent 
                                                drum, 
                                                we 
                                                pound 
                                                it 
                                                till 
                                                we're 
                                                numb
 
                                    
                                
                                                20 
                                                feet 
                                                high, 
2                                                feet 
                                                thick, 
                                                barbed 
                                                wire, 
                                                razor 
                                                blades
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                wall 
                                                was 
                                                built 
                                                to 
                                                keep 
                                                them 
                                                out 
                                                while 
                                                keeping 
                                                us 
                                                in 
                                                goose 
                                                step 
                                                parades
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                don't 
                                                questions 
                                                what 
                                                we've 
                                                become
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                march 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                beat 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                same 
                                                indifferent 
                                                drum
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                beat 
                                                it 
                                                till 
                                                we're 
                                                numb, 
                                                we 
                                                beat 
                                                it 
                                                till 
                                                we're 
                                                numb
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Intro / Glass War
2 You're Wrong
3 Franco Un-American
4 Scavenger Type
5 What’s the Matter With Parents Today?
6 The Longest Line
7 New Happy Birthday Song?
8 Eat The Meek
9 Murder The Government
10 Monosyllabic Girl
11 I'm Telling Tim
12 Instant Crassic
13 Can't Get the Stink Out
14 See Her Pee
15 I Wanna Be an Alcoholic
16 F**k the Kids
17 Juice Head
18 What Now My Love
19 Lori Meyers
20 We March to the Beat of Indifferent Drum
21 I, Melvin
22 Green Corn
23 Whoops, I Od'd
24 Stickin In My Eye
25 One More Song
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