Muffle the drums   Behold, the new century comes   Was it all the amphetamine presidents   And their busy wives?      Or did Manhattan crumble   The day Marilyn died?   All your life dreamed a dream   Somehow connected with the silver screen      With half closed eyes you realize   Love in the life, that is paradise   In a technicolour fade, I dream a parade   Like some flob house, bop house serenade   Every dog must have his day      Ramshackle Day Parade   We?re going on through   Ramshackle Day Parade      This is the Ramshackle Day Parade   Of all those lost, unborn and unmade   And whose heads got filled with neon lava   And remain buried under this, this road   Ramshackle Day Parade      Taking the freight elevator   From the incinerators   Come all hopped up G-men riding   Refrigerated alligators      Faces of the civil wars   In holograms holding 44?s   After the deranged cowboys   Bring out the banners of Stalingrad   Bring out the banners of Stalingrad      Here comes the marching band   The band of the underhand   This is the Ramshackle Day Parade   Ramshackle Day Parade