[Verse 1]
Do as they say, not as they do
March to the tune of the Christian right
Hypocrites, their rules they don't apply to you
Parading in the name of Christ
Former leader in a hotel room
Smoking crank and sucking cock
Guilty as sin, yet innocence presumed
Still they talk the talk

[Pre-Chorus]
Christian soldiers
Trudging off to war
Behind the cross of Jesus
And still they

[Chorus]
March, march
It's the march of the sycophants, they
March, march
March in time to the rhythm of the right, they
March, march
Here come the sheep, all promenade, they
March, march
Everybody loves a parade
[Verse 2]
Masters of hyperbole
They claim to know what's wrong or right
The mob led to believe so easily
Like a moth to a light
Pro-life, anti-life and so sincere
Battalions of the dull of mind
Obeying all they read, see or hear
The ignorant leading the blind

[Pre-Chorus]
Christian soldiers
Trudging off to war
Behind the cross of Jesus
And still they

[Chorus]
March, march
It's the march of the sycophants, they
March, march
March in time to the rhythm of the right, they
March, march
Here come the sheep, all promenade, they
March, march
Everybody loves a parade
[Bridge 1]
Brain dead plebeians rally 'round the bible and the flag
Their prophets are a plumber and a small minded rifle packing hag
One nation under god and one under the thumb
Marching to the beat of a different kind of drum
It's the march of the sycophants

[Bridge 2]
Town hall rabble cry liberty and justice for the few
It's the end of the world as they know it, that's what they'll say to you
Conspiracy theories eaten raw like meat
Fed by the mother of lies, sucking straight from the teat
It's the march of the sycophants

[Guitar Solo]