Welcome to the Black Parade - Live in Mexico City

When I was a young boy
 My father took me into the city
 To see a 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"
 (Mexico, fists in the air!)
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 When I was a young boy
 My father took me into the city
 To see a marching band
 He said, "Son, when you grow up
 Would you be the savior of the broken
 The beaten, and the damned?"
 Right now!
 Jump!
 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 streets
 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 out loud and clear
 Defiant to- (let me hear you!)
 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
 Disappointed faces of your peers
 Take a look at me
 'Cause I could not care at all
 Do or die, you'll never make me
 Because the world will never take my heart
 Go and try, you'll never break me
 We want it all, we wanna play this part
 I won't explain or say I'm sorry
 I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar
 Give a cheer for all the broken
 Listen here, because it's who we are
 Just a man, I'm not a hero
 Just a boy who had to sing this song
 Just a man, I'm not a hero
 I (don't care)
 We'll 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
 Your weary widow marches on
 We'll carry on, we'll carry on
 We'll carry on, we'll carry-
 We'll carry on