The Non-Conformist Marching Song

Hold the line, staunch non-conformist

We've a sacred rendezvous

To you breast clutch tightly your list

Things we're non-conforming to

Banners high we'll make demands for

Changing every thing we see

Down with all society stands for

Speak your mind,it's a free country

Better to exist in our private abyss

Then dwell with the socially rotten

Our abuse never stops

We must pay off the cops

Or we won't have abyss to pot in

Glossy eyed we stand forever

In agreement through and through

Non-conforming all together

For the grand red, white and green

(Hum In Background)

I can see it now, ah yes

Waiting for us just over the horizon

A land where men, women and others

Can walk together hand in hand

Toward a better tomorrow

A land where we can all grow beards

(Hooray!)

And wear open-toed shoes

(Hooray!)

And we'll let our hair grow long

(Hooray!)

And use "Hip" words

(Hip,Hooray!)

And if there's one guiding creed

One word that will sum up

All we would gladly die for

I know that word must surely be

"Individuality"

(Rah! Rah! Rah!)

Hold the line staunch non-conformists

Pay no heed to words of jeer

To you breast clutch tightly your list

Things we're non-conforming to

This year