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Purple sky, mountain high Tambourine type of guy She's all balled up inside With good reasons why Purple sage, golden age Hard to breathe inside the cage We've come so far now To be on a different page "March with me," says the leader of the pack Should've skipped ahead, three steps back Nobody saw the crack We're going insane We're going insane Air guitar, smoky bar Throw your shit into the car Drive on into the night With no cares how far Family crest, treasure chest Love the one and kill the rest No use in changing When you're just a guest Letras de canciones"March with me," says the leader of the band It doesn't get better than life in the van With an axe in your hand We're going insane We're going insane Rattlesnake, carrot cake Let them love, for heaven's sake There is more to this Than most people think Summer drought, walk about They used to talk, but now they shout They're all balled up inside And let the whole thing out "March with me," says the leader of the world To the earthling boy and the earthling girl Even if we find the pearl We're going insane We're going insane We're going insane We're going insane From Letras Mania