Karaoké Welcome to the Black Parade Postmodern Jukebox & Joey Cook

When I was a young boy my father took me into the city to see the marching band

He said Son when you grow up would you be the savior of the broken

The beaten and the damned

He said Will you defeat them

Your demons and all the non-believers

The plans that they have made

Because one day I'll leave you

A phantom to lead you in the summer

To join the black parade

Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me

And other times I feel like

I should go

And through it all

The rise and fall

The bodies in the street

And when you're gone we want you all to know

We'll carry on

We'll carry on

And though you're dead and gone believe me

Your memory will carry on

We'll carry on

And in my heart

I can't contain it

The anthem won't explain it

A world that sends you reeling from decimated dreams

Your misery and hate will kill us all

So paint it black and take it back

Let's shout it loud and clear

Defiant to the end we'll hear the call

To carry on

We'll carry on

And though you're dead and gone believe me

Your memory will carry on

We'll carry on

And though you're broken and defeated your weary widow marches

On and on we carry through the fears

Woah oh oh

Disappointed faces of your peers

Woah oh oh

Take a look at me 'cos I could not care at

Do or die

You'll never make me because the world will never take my heart

You can try

Try to break me

We want it all

We wanna play this part

Won't explain or say I'm sorry

I'm unashamed

I'm gonna show my scars

Give a cheer for all the broken

Listen here because it's who we are

I'm a man

I'm not a hero

I'm just a boy who has to sing this song

I'm a man

I'm not a hero

I won't carry on

We'll carry on

And though you're dead and gone believe me

Your memory will carry on

You'll carry on

And though you're broken and defeated in a world that sends you reeling

Your weary widow marches on