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A rousing anthem for those ready to wake up from this strange nightmare.
Verse 1
How I long for an end to this bummer,
Of endless hate and noise and alarm,
Oh I long for the quieter season,
When the sanest souls come marching back.
Chorus
Oh when the sanes come marching back,
Oh when the sanes come marching back,
Lord, how I want to be in that number,
When the sanes come marching back.
Verse 2
No more hiding my flag when I’m traveling,
No more lying about where I’m from,
I’ll stand proud at the border crossing,
When the sanest souls come marching back.
Verse 3
No more raids breaking up the families,
No more tariffs that nobody asked,
No more wars dressed up as a bargain,
When the sanest souls come marching back.
Verse 4
And the courts will stand tall and unbending,
And the truth will come back into style,
And we’ll laugh about how strange it all was,
When the sanest souls come marching back.
Final Chorus
Oh when the sanes come marching back,
Oh when the sanes come marching back,
We’ll throw a party that they’ll remember,
When the sanes come marching back.
Verse 5
There’s a king on the throne who’s unraveling,
Tweeting decrees at three in the morn,
While the kingdom’s run by his nephews,
When the sanest souls come marching back.
Verse 6
Oh the court jesters nod and applaud him,
As he names himself smartest and best,
We’ll all laugh at the tale that we lived through,
When the sanest souls come marching back.
Bridge
Oh the absurdity of it, the madness,
That a king could just bumble this far,
But every reign meets its sundown,
And the dawn always follows the dark.
Final Verse
So we’ll gather the tale for our children,
Of the time that a fool wore the crown,
And we’ll teach them to watch for the warning,
When the next mad king tries to sit down.
Final Chorus
Oh when the sanes come marching back,
Oh when the sanes come marching back,
Lord, we’ll dance till the floorboards remember,
When the sanes come marching back.
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