Rank & File Songtext

Moses Sumney

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Rank & File Songtext
They're in soldier mode, they're in toy soldier mode right now
They can't move their hands off their sticks
'Cause they a bunch a' cowards

Watch them assemble
Looking for trouble
March in formation
March for our nation

Now I don't care what I've been told
Hey, two, three, four, five, six
This police state is much too cold
Hey, two, three, four, five, six
Cut from crooked cloth and mold
Hey, two, three, four, five, six
This police state is much too old
Hey, two, three, four, five, six

Puppets, erect
With batteries set
They charge for a while
And fall right into rank and file
When they forget
That we cut the checks
They get really riled
And fall right into rank and file
They fall right into rank and file
They fall right into rank and file
Fall right into rank and file
They fall right into rank and file
I'm payin' you to harass me?

Now watch how they tremble
Without credential
Orders they follow
Skin deep and hollow
Their governing master
To their hip is plastered
Say protect and serve us
But murder's not service

Now I don't care what I've been told
Hey, two, three, four, five, six
To kill so quick is animal
Hey, two, three, four, five, six
Now I don't care what they might say
Hey, two, three, four, five, six
It's gon' come back around one day
Hey, two, three, four, five, six

Puppets, erect
With batteries set
They charge for a while
And fall right into rank and file
When they forget
That we cut the checks
They get really riled
And fall right into rank and file
They fall right into rank and file
They fall right into rank and file
Fall right into rank and file
They fall right into rank and file
They fall right into rank and file
They fall right into rank and file
Fall right into rank and file
They fall right into rank and file

Hey, two, three, four, five, six
Hey, two, three, four, five, six
Hey, two, three, four, five, six
Hey, two, three, four, five, six
Hey, two, three, four, five, six
Hey, two, three, four, five, six
Hey, two, three, four, five, six
Hey, two, three, four, five, six
That's too much power

If we make you nervous
What is your purpose?
Worship your trigger
And ignore the figures

You're tumblin' into rank and file, and
Crumblin' into rank and file, and
Stumblin' into rank and file, and
Mumblin' into rank and file
You're humblin' into rank and file, and
Fumblin' into rank and file
You're tremblin' into rank and file
And fall right into rank and file
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