Vevlo Eel - Marching on Washington Lyrics

How'd this come to be? Wishful sounds of ruby slippers
Indiscriminately, picking targets we must topple
Where do we find the peace? Erased by the holy rollers
Burning from the heat, by machines of murder

Marching on Washington
Incinerating atom bomb
Victim on a milk carton

At least half our land, cannot have a conversation
Ignore all the trends, peel back layers, we're not too different
Who is at the wheel? To keep it between the two ditches
Did we learn our lessons? We keep burning witches

Marching on Washington
Incinerating atom bomb
Victim on a milk carton
Holding on for kingdom come