I'm calling all cars and ships at sea   Give me hope for peace in this century   Long ago a war began   a never ending   marching band       Lock Step Marching   Lock Step Marching      Why not strap a gun to your thigh?   Sweet bullets bombs and missles   Prey the angels straight they fly    So long ago a parade began   A never ending procession      Lock Step Marching   Lock Step Marching       Nature she speaks of the turn, turn, turn   Her ebb, her flow, her freezing and her burn   But ever since my world began   There's been a constant beating drum    As the wheat gets trampled   The weak get trampled   The peace gets trampled down