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Wat_Tyler Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 09:40 AM
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Songs for George.
To celebrate the downfall of noted stooge, George W Bush, post fitting lyrics here. Here's a starter from XTC.

Here comes President Kill again,
Surrounded by all of his killing men.
Telling us who, why, where and when,
President Kill wants killing again.

Hooray, ring out the bells,
King Conscience is dead.
Hooray, now back in your cells,
We've President Kill instead.

Here comes President Kill again.
Broadcasting from his killing den.
Dressed in pounds and dollars and yen,
President Kill wants killing again.

Hooray, hang out the flags,
Queen Caring is dead.
Hooray, we'll stack body bags,
For President Kill instead.

Ain't democracy wonderful?
Them Russians can't win!
Ain't democracy wonderful?
Lets us vote someone like that in.

Here comes President Kill again,
from pure White House to Number 10.
Taking lives with a smoking pen,
President Kill wants killing again.

Hooray, everything's great,
Now President Kill is dead.
Hooray, I'll bet you can't wait,
To vote for President Kill instead...
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JaySherman Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 09:41 AM
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1. "Taps" eom
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truthseeker1 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 09:44 AM
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2. The Times They Are A Changin
The King Must Die
The Winner Takes It All
Hit The Road Jack!
Goodbye To You!
Run Away!
Don't Come Around Here No More!

Na Na Hey Hey (Kiss Him Goodbye) Na Na Hey Hey (Kiss Him Goodbye)
Na Na Hey Hey (Kiss Him Goodbye) Na Na Hey Hey (Kiss Him Goodbye)

:bounce: :bounce: :bounce:
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eyesroll Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 09:46 AM
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3. Here's a lovely little earworm:
I just ran away from home
Now I'm going to dizz knee land
I just crashed my car again
Now I'm going to dizz knee land
I just robbed a grocery store
I'm going to dizz knee land
I just flipped off President George
I'm going to dizz knee land
I just tossed a fifth of gin
Now I'm going to dizz knee land
I just got cuffed again
Now I'm going to dizz knee land
Shot my gun into the night
I'm going to dizz knee land
I just saw a good man die
I'm going to dizz knee land
Kicked my ass out of school
Rolled me out into the street
Hitched a ride on a monkey's back
Headed west into the black
I'm going to dizz knee land
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Wat_Tyler Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 09:49 AM
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4. I am impervious! IMPERVIOUS, I TELL YOU!
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jpgray Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 09:50 AM
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5. In a dozen hours or so, I hope to put on "Leave the Capitol" by the Fall
:D
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Wat_Tyler Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 10:05 AM
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9. Whenever I see Rudy Guiliani, a little voice at the back of my head sings
Hey Guiliani! (close enough)


Aborteum.
I said Luciani
The future's here today
I said Hey Luciani
Pope of three three days



They made out you were are an ultra nut
And had no time for your Christianity
You paid with your life for their treachery
The future's here today
The future's here to stay
Luciani



Hey Luciani
Jesus has gone away
I said Hey Luciani
Meet the Church, Bank, S.A.**



They said you were of peasant stock
And one day the curia murdered you
Your hermeneutics are through
And on that fruited plain
The corporate bishop's graze
Exit church of poverty and pain
The future's here today
The future's here to stay



Hey Luciani
A pop star in your cell
I said Hey Luciani
A Polish son of Hell



You were the first John Paul I
How is it your 'Christian' is gone?
Can you see it from your grave?
The TV snow-storm on top,
The brass Holy Grail
Imitation for sale
The future's here today
Luciani



And all the cowls are black
On an inquisition rack
The future's here today
The future's here to stay
Luciani

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jpgray Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 11:50 AM
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13. That's the only song I own about a murdered pope
Or, come to think, the only one with hermeneutics in it. :crazy:
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Wat_Tyler Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 12:18 PM
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16. Damn catchy, too.
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PleadTheFirst Donating Member (451 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 09:58 AM
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6. "Stars and Stripes of Corruption" by the Dead Kennedys
Finally Got To Washington In The Middle Of The Night
I Couldn't Wait
I Headed Straight For The Capitol Mall
My Heart Began To Pound
Yahoo! It Really Exists
The American International Pictures Logo

I Looked Up At That Capitol Building
Couldn't Help But Wonder Why
I Felt Like Saying "hello, Old Friend"
Walked Up The Hill To Touch It
Then I Unzipped My Pants
And Pissed On It When Nobody Was Looking

Like A Great Eternal Klansman
With His Two Flashing Red Eyes
Turn Around He's Always Watching
The Washington Monument Pricks The Sky
With Flags Like Pubic Hair Ringed 'round The Bottom

The Symbols Of Our Heritage
Lit Up Proudly In The Night
Somehow Fits To See The Homeless People
Passed Out On The Lawn
So This Is Where It Happens
The Power Games And Bribes
All Lobbying For A Piece Of Ass

Of The Stars And Stripes Of Corruption

Makes Me Feel So Ashamed
To Be An American
When We're Too Stuck Up To Learn From Our Mistakes
Trying To Start Another Viet Nam
While Fiddling While Rome Burns At Home
The Boss Says, "you're Laid Off. Blame The Japanese"
"america's Back," Alright
At The Game It Plays The Worst
Strip Mining The World Like A Slave Plantation

No Wonder Others Hate Us
And The Hitlers We Handpick
To Bleed Their People Dry
For Our Evil Empire

The Drug We're Fed
To Make Us Like It
Is God And Country With A Band
People We Know Who Should Know Better
Howl, "america Rules. Let's Go To War!"
Business Scams Are What's Worth Dying For

Are The Soviets Our Worst Enemy?
We're Destroying Ourselves Instead
Who Cares About Our Civil Rights
As Long As I Get Paid?

The Blind Me-generation
Doesn't Care If Life's A Lie
So Easily Used, So Proud To Enforce

The Stars And Stripes Of Corruption
Let's Bring It All Down!

Tell Me Who's The Real Patriots
The Archie Bunker Slobs Waving Flags?
Or The People With The Guts To Work
For Some Real Change

Rednecks And Bombs Don't Make Us Strong
We Loot The World, Yet We Can't Even Feed Ourselves
Our Real Test Of Strength Is Caring
Not The War Toys We Sell The World

Just Carry On, Thankful To Be Farmed Like Worms
Old Glory For A Blanket
As You Suck On Your Thumbs
Real Freedom Scares You
'cos It Means Responsibility
So You Chicken Out And Threaten Me

Saying, "love It Or Leave It"
I'll Get Beat Up If I Criticize It
You Say You'll Fight To The Death
To Save Your Useless Flag
If You Want A Banana Republic That Bad
Why Don't You Go Move To One

But What Can Just One Of Us Do?
Against All That Money And Power
Trying To Crush Us Into Roaches?
We Won't Destroy Society In A Day
Until We Change Ourselves First
From The Inside Out

We Can Start By Not Lying So Much
And Treating Other People Like Dirt
It's So Easy Not To Base Our Lives
On How Much We Can Scam
And You Know
It Feels Good To Lift That Monkey Off Our Backs

I'm Thankful I Live In A Place
Where I Can Say The Things I Do
Without Being Taken Out And Shot
So I'm On Guard Against The Goons
Trying To Take My Rights Away
We've Got To Rise Above The Need For Cops And Laws

Let Kids Learn Communication
Instead Of Schools Pushing Competition
How About More Art And Theater Instead Of Sports?

People Will Always Do Drugs
Let's Legalize Them
Crime Drops When The Mob Can't Price Them
Budget's In The Red?
Let's Tax Religion

No One Will Do It For Us
We'll Just Have To Fix Ourselves
Honesty Ain't All That Hard
Just Put Rambo Back Inside Your Pants
Causing Trouble For The System Is Much More Fun

Thank You For The Toilet Paper
But Your Flag Is Meaningless To Me
Look Around, We're All People
Who Needs Countries Anyway?

Our Land, I Love It Too
I Think I Love It More Than You
I Care Enough To Fight

The Stars And Stripes Of Corruption
Let's Bring It All Down!

If We Don't Try
If We Just Lie
If We Can't Find
A Way To Do It Better Than This
Who Will?
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realisticphish Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 10:00 AM
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7. March Of Death, Zack De La Rocha
Edited on Tue Nov-02-04 10:00 AM by realisticphish
Check
1, 2
Aiight

I was born with the voice of a riot, a storm
Lightening the function, the form
Far from the norm, I won't follow like cattle
I'm more like the catalyst,
calm in the mix of battle
Who let the cowboy on the saddle?
He don't know a missile from a gavel
Para terror troopin' flippin' loops of death upon innocent flesh
But i'm back in the cipher my foes and friends
with a verse and a pen
against a line I won't tow or defend
instead I curse at murderous men
in suits of professionals who act like animals
This man child, ruthless and wild
Who's gonna chain this beast back on the leash?
This Texas fuhrer, for sure a
compassionless con who serve a
lethal needle to the poor, the cure for crime is murder?
Well I was born with the voice of a riot, a storm
Lightening the function, the form
Far from the norm, I won't follow like cattle
I'm more like the catalyst,
calm in the mix of battle
Who let the cowboy on the saddle?
He don't know a missile from a gavel

on the left
on the left, left, right, left
on the left
on the left, left, right, left (but it's just a march of death)
on the left
on the left, left, right

I read the news today
oh boy
a snap shot of a midnight ploy
Vexed and powerless
devoured my hours I'm motionless
with no rest
'Cause a scream now holds the sky
under another high-tech driveby
A lie is a lie this God is an eagle
or a condor for war nothing more
Islam peace, Islam stare into my eye brother
please off our knees
To beef now we feed their disease
interlocked our hands across seas
What is a flag is a rag but a shout out loud
outside my window is a faceless crowd
'Cause a cowering child just took her last breath
one snare in the march of death

Uh
C'mon
Get up

on the left
on the left, left, right, left
on the left
on the left, left, right, left (but it's just a march of death)
on the left
on the left, left, right, left
on the left
on the left, left, right

here it comes the sound of terror from above
he flex his Texas twisted tongue
the poor lined up to kill in desert slums
for oil that burn beneath the desert sun
now we spit flame to flip this game
all the targets are taking aim
all targets are taking aim
we're the targets are taking aim

left, right, left
left, right, left
left, right
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Jack Rabbit Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 10:03 AM
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8. I am the Great Pretender
!!
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philosophie_en_rose Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 10:37 AM
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10. Hit the road Jack!
And don't you come back no more... no more... no more... no more.

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CO Liberal Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 10:40 AM
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11. "Nowhere Man" by The Beatles
He’s a real nowhere man,
Sitting in his nowhere land,
Making all his nowhere plans
For nobody.

Doesn’t kave a point of view,
Knows not where he’s going to,
Isn’t he a bit like you and me?

Nowhere man, please listen,
You don’t know what you’re missing,
Nowhere man, the world is at your command.

He’s as blind as he can be,
Just sees what he wants to see,
Nowhere man can you see me at all?

Doesn’t kave a point of view,
Knows not where he’s going to,
Isn’t he a bit like you and me?

Nowhere man, don’t worry,
Take your time, don’t hurry,
Leave it all till somebody else
Lend you a hand.

He’s a real nowhere man,
Sitting in his nowhere land,
Making all his nowhere plans
For nobody.

http://www.lyrics-4all.net/Nowhere_Man_Lyrics.html
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ZenLefty Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 10:43 AM
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12. Na na na na, na na na na,
Hey hey hey, good-bye!!
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XNASA Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 12:12 PM
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14. Partridge is the most articulate songwriter of my generation......
Here's another...

Reign of blows
Reign of blows
Reign of blows cascading down upon your shoulders
Far too many men dressed up as soldiers
The lamb is brought to the ground
Under the weight of the Crown
A crown of thorns and dark deeds
The swastika and the hammer and symbol
Are sickles that reap only weeds

Reign of blows
Reign of blows
Reign of blows precedes a storm of revolution
People have no place in their solution
So torture raises its head
Decked out in blue, white, and red
And iron maidens will slam
And by the half light of burning republics
Joe Stalin looks just like Uncle Sam

Reign of blows
Reign of blows
Reign of blows has washed away the corpse of Abel
Cain is now the king in every Babel
I just don't care who you are
When death draws up in his car
And talks in terrorist tones
Remember violence is only a vote for the
Black Queen to take back the throne
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Wat_Tyler Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 12:17 PM
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15. He's surprisingly political.
We're the bulldog on the fence
while others play their tennis overhead
it's hardly love all and somebody might
wind up red or dead
pour some oil on the water quick
it doesn't really matter where from
he love me, he loves me not
he's pulling fins from an atom bomb

This phenomenon happens every 20 years or so
if they're not careful your watch won't be the
only thing with a radioactive glow
I'll stick my fingers in my ears
and hope they make it up before too late
if we get through this lot alright
they're due for replay, 1998
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norml Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 12:53 PM
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17. Last Year's Man, by Leonard Cohen.
The rain falls down on last year's man. That's a Jew's harp on the table. That's a crayon in his hand. And the corners of the blueprint are ruined since they rolled far past the stems of thumbtacks that still throw shadows on the wood. And the skylight is like skin for a drum I'll never mend and all the rain falls down amen on the works of last year's man.
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Wat_Tyler Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 01:38 PM
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18. Ghost Town.
This town, is coming like a ghost town
All the clubs have been closed down
This place, is coming like a ghost town
Bands won't play no more
too much fighting on the dance floor

Do you remember the good old days before the ghost town?
We danced and sang, and the music played in a de boomtown

This town, is coming like a ghost town
Why must the youth fight against themselves?
Government leaving the youth on the shelf
This place, is coming like a ghost town
No job to be found in this country
Can't go on no more
The people getting angry

This town, is coming like a ghost town
This town, is coming like a ghost town
This town, is coming like a ghost town
This town, is coming like a ghost town
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norml Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 01:45 PM
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19. The Butcher, by Leonard Cohen
I came upon a butcher. He was slaughtering a lamb. I accused him there,with his tortured lamb. He said listen to me child. I am what I am and you,you are my only son. Well I found a silver needle. I put it into my arm. It did some good. Did some harm. But the nights were cold and it almost kept me warm. How come the night is long? I saw some flowers growing up where that lamb fell down. Was I supposed to praise my lord? Make some kind of joyful sound? He said listen,listen to me now. I go round and round,and you,you are my only son...
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Wat_Tyler Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 01:47 PM
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20. Well, if it's gotta be Leonard.....
It's coming through a hole in the air,
from those nights in Tiananmen Square.
It's coming from the feel
that this ain't exactly real,
or it's real, but it ain't exactly there.
From the wars against disorder,
from the sirens night and day,
from the fires of the homeless,
from the ashes of the gay:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
It's coming through a crack in the wall;
on a visionary flood of alcohol;
from the staggering account
of the Sermon on the Mount
which I don't pretend to understand at all.
It's coming from the silence
on the dock of the bay,
from the brave, the bold, the battered
heart of Chevrolet:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

It's coming from the sorrow in the street,
the holy places where the races meet;
from the homicidal bitchin'
that goes down in every kitchen
to determine who will serve and who will eat.
From the wells of disappointment
where the women kneel to pray
for the grace of God in the desert here
and the desert far away:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

Sail on, sail on
O mighty Ship of State!
To the Shores of Need
Past the Reefs of Greed
Through the Squalls of Hate
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.

It's coming to America first,
the cradle of the best and of the worst.
It's here they got the range
and the machinery for change
and it's here they got the spiritual thirst.
It's here the family's broken
and it's here the lonely say
that the heart has got to open
in a fundamental way:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

It's coming from the women and the men.
O baby, we'll be making love again.
We'll be going down so deep
the river's going to weep,
and the mountain's going to shout Amen!
It's coming like the tidal flood
beneath the lunar sway,
imperial, mysterious,
in amorous array:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

Sail on, sail on ...

I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean
I love the country but I can't stand the scene.
And I'm neither left or right
I'm just staying home tonight,
getting lost in that hopeless little screen.
But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags
that Time cannot decay,
I'm junk but I'm still holding up
this little wild bouquet:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

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Fenris Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 01:49 PM
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21. "Feel A Whole Lot Better (When You're Gone)"
The reason why, Oh I can't say
I had to let you go babe, And right away
After what you did, I can't stay on
And I`ll probably feel a whole lot better

When you're gone
Baby for a long time, You had me believe
That your love was all mine, And that's the way it would be
But I didn't know, That you were puttin' me on

And I`ll probably feel a whole lot better
When you're gone, Oh when you're gone
Now I got to say, That it's not like before
And I'm not gonna play, You're game any more
After what you did, I can't stay on

And I`ll probably feel a whole lot better
When you're gone
I`ll probably feel a whole lot better
When you're gone, Oh when you're gone
Oh when you're gone
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Wat_Tyler Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 01:54 PM
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22. I used to cover that....How about something from your avatar?
Born from some mother's womb,
Just like any other room.
Made a promise for a new life.
Made a victim out of your life.

When your time's on the door,
And it drips to the floor,
And you feel you can touch,
All the noise is too much,
And the seeds that are sown,
Are no longer your own.

Just a minor operation,
To force a final ultimatum.
Thousand words are spoken loud,
Reach the dumb to fool the crowd.

When you walk down the street,
And the sound's not so sweet,
And you wish you could hide,
Maybe go for a ride,
To some peep show arcade,
Where the future's not made.

A nightmare situation,
Infiltrate imagination,
Smacks of past Holy wars,
By the wall with broken laws.

The leaders of men,
Born out of your frustration.
The leaders of men,
Just a strange infatuation.
The leaders of men,
Made a promise for a new life.
No saviour for our sakes,
To twist the internees of hate,
Self induced manipulation,
To crush all thoughts of mass salvation.


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donheld Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 02:14 PM
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23. Gloria Estefan says it for me again
Go away
Won’t you just go away
Go away
Don’t you come back one day
Take your stuff
Take all of your precious things
Leave right now
Who knows what tomorrow brings
Stay away
Won’t you please stay away
Live your life
But live it real far away
Save yourself
There’s no way to get it all
Look around
The writing is on the wall

And when you go
I won’t miss you at all
And when you go
I’ll be having a ball
You will see
Thoughts of you
Won’t ever cross my mind
It’s the truth
Don’t mean to be unkind
’cause people have the right
To party
And you won’t let them
Have their fun
See ya, wouldn’t wanna be ya
Auf wiedersehen, au revoir, shalom

Go away
Would you please go away
Go away
You’re outta here come what may
Hit the road
Don’t bother to say goodbye
Don’t care how
Don’t even matter why
Yes, people have the right to party
And we’re not waiting till you’re gone
Ciao, bye bye, hasta la vista
Fare thee well,adios, so long
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norml Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Nov-02-04 02:23 PM
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24. The Old Revolution, by L. Cohen
I finally broke into the prison. I found my place in the chain. Even damnation is poisoned with rainbows. All the brave young men are waiting now to see a signal which some killer will be lighting for pay. Into this furnace I ask you now to venture,you whom I cannot betray. I fought in the old revolution on the side of the ghost and the king. Of course I was very young and I thought that we were winning. I can't pretend I still feel very much like singing as they carry the bodies away. Into this furnace I ask you now to venture,you whom I cannot betray. Lately you've started to stutter as though you had nothing to say. To all of my architects let me be traitor. Now let me say I myself gave the order to sweep and to search and to destroy. Into this furnace I ask you now to venture,you whom I cannot betray. Yes you who are broken by power. You who are absent all day. You who are kings for the sake of your children's story. The hand of your beggar is burdened down with money. The hand of your lover is clay. Into this furnace I ask you now to venture,you whom I cannot betray.
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