Revenge March

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Right
Left
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Forward.
Not back.
In time now.
2 per bar.

That's what we used to think anyway.
Had the whole place to ourselves, we used to think.

Then you went and found someone else.
Easy
1, 2
1, 2
And off you stroll

But now we'll see who's stuck on a float
And who's racing ahead

Doubletime,
Mate.

Not simply anymore.
So you're left behind.
As I blow the horn
And you're taken over.

Left
Right
Left
Right

Im going forward.
Are you?