This road leads to Rome
That road leads to ruin
I'm all up in the madding crowd
The general's been screwing us around

The land's no longer arable
The farmhands all feel terrible
A river red with the rebel blood
To sweep us off our feet, do you remember?

Humility on parade, humility on parade
The welcome was overstayed
Humility on parade
Oh, let it run, let it run, let the river run
Parade, oh, let it run, let it run, let the river run

The remnants of the leisure class will crumble!
Smug bastards will be humbled!
Forcible miscegenation!
No bow ties, no invitations!
Goodbye to all of that...

You gotta look the prisoners in the eyes
A boldness in their stare you might not recognize
As you struggle to recall your names:
Family and Christian, family and Christian
Family and Christian!
Untenable position!
Here comes the inquisition!
Oh, it'll come, it'll come, it'll surely come!
Humility on parade, humility on parade
The welcome was overstayed
Humility on parade

I am the mustard on the wedding dress
The weevil in the watercress
I lost the language, I confess
Beyond the false horizon lies
The rising up, the rising up
The rising up
Oh, let it come, let it come, let 'em come and run
The rising up
Oh, it'll come, and come, come, surely come!