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Post by notanimby on Apr 14, 2011 22:44:13 GMT -1
and we're bound for the border, we're soldiers of fortune, we'll fight fur any country, we'll die fur good pay, under the flag of the greenback dollar or £ sterling down libya (iraq/afghanistan) way
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Post by hollowhorn on Apr 16, 2011 17:25:56 GMT -1
Cities on fire, phones out of order, they’re killing nuns and soldiers, there’s fighting on the border.
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Post by notanimby on Apr 17, 2011 14:27:57 GMT -1
And you never ask questions When God's on your side
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Post by hollowhorn on Apr 17, 2011 21:12:02 GMT -1
My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards, false gods, I scuff, at pettiness which plays so rough.
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Post by ozneil on Apr 17, 2011 21:21:09 GMT -1
I must endeavour to correct my swing and stop balls going into the rough
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Post by hollowhorn on Apr 18, 2011 22:25:36 GMT -1
I’m paintin’ the town, swinging my partner around.
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Post by notanimby on Apr 19, 2011 5:56:37 GMT -1
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
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Post by hollowhorn on Apr 20, 2011 6:34:25 GMT -1
Lily had two queens, she was hopin’ for a third to match her pair.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2011 19:03:08 GMT -1
The third craw fell and broke his jaw Fell and broke his jaw, fell and broke his jaw-aw-aw-aw The third craw fell and broke its jaw On a cold and frosty morning
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Post by westender on Apr 22, 2011 20:32:10 GMT -1
A cold and frosty morning, there's not a lot to say about the things caught in my mind
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Post by hollowhorn on Apr 23, 2011 9:27:22 GMT -1
Today, Medgar Evers was buried from the bullet he caught.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2011 0:44:26 GMT -1
You were the founders of the clinic on the hill Until he caught you with your fingers in the till He slapped your hand so you settled up your bill
With a gun...
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Post by hollowhorn on Apr 24, 2011 6:35:31 GMT -1
“I didn’t do it,” he says, and he throws up his hands, “I was only robbin’ the register, I hope you understand"
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Post by notanimby on Apr 24, 2011 12:10:10 GMT -1
stand and deliver, yur money ur yer wife
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Post by hollowhorn on Apr 24, 2011 13:48:59 GMT -1
Well, I don’t need no money, I just need a day that’s sunny.
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