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Date Posted: 21:58:43 04/13/02 Sat
Author: The Serpent
Subject: Re: Yikes! I really messed that up.
In reply to: The Serpent 's message, "Thriller -- Added lyrics (rap-core)" on 17:43:14 04/13/02 Sat

This is what it meant to say..

With a little taste of reality
War springs forth another tragedy
With a patriotic gleam
In my eyes
I take five more lives
And I love their cries--

Of terror and death
It's what I do best
Shoot 'em in the knee?

(No!)

Shoot 'em in the chest
Shoot 'em in the head
Fifty-five of my men are already dead

I love it when they're dyin
From the Napalm burn
Their baby's skin's on fire
And it's cryin -- in pain
While they're tryin to get higher
From the smoke and the flame

But, I shoot all of 'em down
And the baby's skin rips
From the fall to the ground
Then I shoot the baby
Cuz it won't stop cryin
I see my brothers lyin
Taken -- and dyin

This is good.
Because it's for our country
This is what I want
This is why we're free

Killin poor people
In another man's land
I love my government
I love their plan

I kill
For them
Despite of the strife
I kill
To keep
My way of life
So, gut another father
With your knife

I fight for the faceless
With their money and pain
They have fought to enslave us
With their patriotic game

"How do I know? Fore this is what I have done. And I am Caesar"

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Hmmm... -- Lona, 15:04:23 04/14/02 Sun