And they come marching One by one Only one order given Fire ammunition! Let me ask you a question; So what is it you seek? To covet the earth below? Take it from neath my feet? You see I have the answer Oh time will tell My descendants wont suffer Blow up the Pā to hell! If its war you wanna press on me Ill be ready Ill be ready And still theyre marching Two by two; Armstrongs they come a-pounding To breach their way into This place Im standing Be fortified Dont judge it on face value Cause we got more inside! Ha! You see Im clever Thought this thing through Got it all down on paper Come here let me show you! If its war you wanna press on me Ill be ready Ill be ready Dont underestimate What you dont know! Thats your first mistake One, two, three, go! See I will rise above Amidst the fear I will stand my ground You wont bring me down!
Posted on: Fri, 02 May 2014 01:30:36 +0000
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