March of the pink Goths

There is a song called "March of the Visigoths" That gave me the idea for this one. Most goths go for black, but there are pink goths as well. And just like Blood Pig, I am a sucker for a goth chick. There is that crazy sound. Echoing and abound. Look to the street, what we have found. The pink goths all around. They chitter chatter into their phone. Their voices a steady drone. All I wanted was to be alone. Now they surround my home. [chorus] The march of the pink goths. They invade. Completing a cycle. That they made. All that angst. All that shade. And the blame for it all They evade. March of the pink goths ooooooooooooooooo March of the pink goths ooooooooooooooooo March of the pink goths ooooooooooooooooo I look in vain for my girl. She is lost in a pink swirl. Life around here ain't the same. Like it is some kinda glamor game. The noise is so annoying That I can't think. If this keeps up I'm Gonna need a drink. They are marching Down the street in time. This is all blowing. My mind. [chorus] The march of the pink goths. It's begun. If I'd had known, I'd of run. All that angst. All that noise. And they blame it all On us boys. March of the pink goths ooooooooooooooooo March of the pink goths ooooooooooooooooo March of the pink goths March of the pink goths March of the pink goths ooooooooooooooooo March of the pink goths ooooooooooooooooo