Love on the March

Animals come, banging their drums Street clears in summer Kids run around, having their fun Men are already drunk A religious holiday's begun Maybe it's because we have no sun Marching begins, animals sing Words that are twisted to Meanings of hate, look at the face Bitter and ready to fight A religious holiday's begun Maybe it's because we have no sun Lost in the crowd Shouting loud Drinking my fill of a bottle of gin I'll do anything to help me forget about you You're full of it You hopelessly flirt With that girl who works in the pub for a night But at closing time You will be at my door Tell me what it is I have to do? I'd sacrifice everything for you I was feeling so good and the sun was shining All I wanted was to get across the street I made my biggest mistake when I left her With a yelling match and a broken kettle I'm sick of this, you're a little kid I always have to bail you out When you take off with your drinking friends And their idiot games If you sing the songs you half deserve to take a beat They beat me up because I crossed the march They said I need to learn a bit of respect But I am on their side and I follow the team When I get out of here Somebody's going to get it --- Love on the March - Belle and Sebastian