Songtext The final parade Mighty Mighty Bosstones

The final parade

He let the merry go round
Way more than you ever should
He was there when they tore it all down
When nobody thought that they would
He let the musical cheers
Fade away and disappear
They went on for so many years
We were much happier there
(Hey!)

And he still hears
The noise from the brigade
So he's not going to take his place
In the final parade
(Hey! H?y! Hey! Go!)

She thanked ?ach lady and gent
For all the time that they spent
She watched as each one of them went
That's when they tore down the tent
She wasn't sorry or sad
Stoic, heroic, or brave
But there was one question she had
What could she salvage or save?

Ah she still hears
The noise from the brigade
So she's not gonna take her place
In the final parade
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
And he still hears all the
Noise from the brigade
So you're not gonna see his face
In the final parade
(Go!)
(Hep hep)
(Woo!)

He let it slow to a stop
Then let it grind to a halt
He felt that the bottom would drop
To be fair to him, that's not his fault, woo!
Let's let the merry go round
Let's hear the musical cheers
Let's get it back up off the ground
Even if no one still cares

And he still hears
The noise from the brigade
So he's not gonna take his place
In the final parade
(Hey! Hey!)
(Oh-oh)
And he still hears all the
Noise from the brigade
So he's not gonna take his place
No, he's not gonna take his place
And you're not gonna see his face
In the final parade
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Heey!)

We can't afford to be ignored
Next stop is freedom street
(Brig-it, brig-it, hig-it)
Hit the town, burn it to the ground
To the rocksteady beat
(Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up!)
The church was hoping that the midnight mass
Was packed from the front to the back
(Hig-it, hig-it)
West Coast USA, we know where it's at
(Hey!)

(Ooh)
We'd play around
With our punk rock reggae sound
'Cause sometimes dancing is all you've got
(Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on!)
We were crankin'
We were skankin'
We were crankin', we were skankin'
(Ooh, ooh)
All over the world

He was billy-clubbed the night that we were dubbed
The lords of Central Square
(Yeah-uh!)
(Central Square)
He just snapped and then the cuffs were slapped
That's how it's done down there
(Done down there)
(Right?)
We can't confirm and can't deny
What happened after that
(Hell naw)
(After that)
But before you check your watch check out the
Thermostat
(Yeahh!)
(Thermostat)

(Ooh)
We'd play around
(We'd play around)
With our punk rock reggae sound
(Punk rock reggae)
'Cause sometimes dancing is all you've got
(Ooh)
(It's all I got it's all I got in the world)
(C'mon! C'mon! C'mon! Yeah!)
We were crankin'
(We were crankin'!)
We were skankin'
(And we were skankin')
We were crankin', we were skankin'
(Ooh, ooh)
All over the world
(All over the world!)
We were crankin'
We were skankin'
We were crankin', we were skankin'
All over the world

(Oh)
Revolutionary war
(Oh)
Out on the streets and on the dance floor
(Oh)
The night they closed down the old bear
(Oh)
The Middle East is close to there
(C'mon!)
(Yeah!)
(Pick it up! Pick it up!)
(Crank!)

We can't afford to be ignored
Next stop is freedom street
Hit the town and burn it to the ground
To the rocksteady beat
The church was hoping that the midnight mass
Was packed from the front to the back
And the East Coast USA was waving a
Union Jack
(Hey Dicky, for old time's sake, here we go)
(C'mon!)

We'd play around
With our punk rock reggae sound
'Cause sometimes dancing is all you've got
We were crankin'
(We were crankin'!)
We were skankin'
(We were skankin'!)
We were crankin', we were skankin'
All over the world
(All over the world! Ha ha!)
(That's all you got. Pick it up!)
We were crankin'
(Ohh!)
And we were skankin'
(Pick! It! Up!)
We were crankin', we were skankin'
All over the world
([?] to get a hang on, hang on)
We were crankin'
(Crank this one for [?])
We were skankin'
([?] rock to switch to strike the chords)
We were crankin', we were skankin'
All over the world
(The world, the world, the world, the world)

(Ooh)
We'd play around
(Ooh)
(Shoo bop, shoo bop)
With our punk rock reggae sound
(Shoo bop, shoo bop)
(Ooh)
'Cause sometimes dancing is all you've got
(Back in the day we used to take our boom box radio)
(Shoo bop, shoo bop)
We were crankin'
(And push play, back in the day)
We were skankin'
(And we wound find us dancing in every city)
We were crankin', we were skankin'
All over the world
(You'll find us dancing in Boston. You'll find us dancing in Los Angeles.)
We were crankin'
(You'll find us dancing in London Town)
We were skankin'
(Kingston, Jamaica. Tokyo, Japan.)
We were crankin', we were skankin'
(Detroit, Washington)
All over the world
(We're taking time [?])
(Where the punk rock, eses?)
(San Fernando Valley, Utah, Dallas, Arizona, New York City, Florida)
(Paris, India)