Ruffians on Parade

I chew imaginary gum
I own a replica gun
When we play away from home
We send in the drones

I study military maps
It helps me relax
What an ending world
I'm sending in the drones
(Whoah-whoah, whoah-whoah)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh (Whoah-whoah, whoah-whoah)

Ruffians are on parade, whoah-whoah
Ruffians are on parade, whoah-whoah-oh-oh
And at the last stand of the day
We lost more than we saved
At weekly meetings, we go on parade

I write on the walls
Of urinals and stalls
When we play away from home
We send in the drones

I got the head of a stag
And a confederate flag
What an ending world
I'm sending in the drones
(Whoah-whoah, whoah-whoah)

Ruffians are on parade, whoah-whoah
Ruffians are on parade, whoah-whoah-oh-oh
And in the dark of the arcade
We spend more than we made
At weekly meetings, we go on parade

We're never backing down
We'll never be alone again
We are never backing down
Even a million miles away from home

Ruffians are on parade, whoah-whoah
Ruffians are on parade, whoah-whoah-oh-oh
And at the last stand of the day
We lost more than we saved
At weekly meetings, we go on parade

Ruffians are on parade, whoah-whoah
Ruffians are on parade, whoah-whoah-oh-oh
And at the last stand of the day
We lost more than we saved
And in the dark of the arcade
We spend more than we made

At weekly meetings
Early evenings
After eating
We go on parade



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Baines, James Rix, Charles Richard Wilson, Andrew Robert White, Fraser Lance Thornycroft Smith
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