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The_Red_Crayon
Exposer of Truth
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Some Lyrics for the pub.
#3482942 - 12/11/04 06:21 PM (19 years, 3 months ago) |
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He blesses the boys as they stand in line The smell of gun grease and the bayonets they shine He's there to help them all that he can To make them feel wanted he's a good holy man Sky pilot, Sky pilot, How high can you fly? You'll never, never, never reach the sky.
He smiles at the young soldiers Tells them it's all right He knows of their fear in the forthcoming fight Soon there'll be blood and many will die Mothers and fathers back home they will cry Sky pilot, Sky pilot, How high can you fly? You'll never, never, never reach the sky.
He mumbles a prayer and it ends with a smile The order is given They move down the line But he'll stay behind and he'll meditate But it won't stop the bleeding or ease the hate
As the young men move out into the battle zone He feels good, with God you're never alone He feels tired and he lays on his bed Hopes the men will find courage in the words that he said Sky pilot, Sky pilot, How high can you fly? You'll never, never, never reach the sky.
You're soldiers of God, you must understand The fate of your country is in your young hands May God give you strength Do your job real well If it all was worth it Only time it will tell
In the morning they return With tears in their eyes The stench of death drifts up to the skies A soldier so ill looks at the sky pilot Remembers the words "Thou shalt not kill." Sky pilot, Sky pilot, How high can you fly? You'll never, never, never reach the sky.
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Jim
Registered: 04/07/04
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Shhhiiiiitttttt...... I bet a lot of people in here cant name that song. Its old. 67 i think.....
-------------------- Use the Fucking Reply To Feature You Lazy Pieces of Shit! afoaf said: Jim, if you were in my city, I would let you fuck my wife.
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zSDMF
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Re: Some Lyrics for the pub. [Re: Jim]
#3483286 - 12/11/04 07:31 PM (19 years, 3 months ago) |
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the animals. thanks. it pays to have an anti-war father.
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zSDMF
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Re: Some Lyrics for the pub. [Re: zSDMF]
#3483292 - 12/11/04 07:31 PM (19 years, 3 months ago) |
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sky pilot
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Jim
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Re: Some Lyrics for the pub. [Re: zSDMF]
#3484348 - 12/11/04 10:45 PM (19 years, 3 months ago) |
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I bet you were one of the only ones. I was the only one here (my apartment) who knew it. Nice pick btw.
-------------------- Use the Fucking Reply To Feature You Lazy Pieces of Shit! afoaf said: Jim, if you were in my city, I would let you fuck my wife.
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notapillow
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Re: Some Lyrics for the pub. [Re: Jim]
#3484384 - 12/11/04 10:55 PM (19 years, 3 months ago) |
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good tune havent heard it in a while i just might have to go down load that
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Phr33k
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Re: Some Lyrics for the pub. [Re: Jim]
#3484412 - 12/11/04 11:02 PM (19 years, 3 months ago) |
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I got some lyrics. To one of these here Christmas songs. The.. bells or chimes something or other song. It's kinda fast paced. The lyrics are stupid. But I dunno.
"Shut the fuck up, Shut the fuck up, Shut the fuck up, Shut the fuck up. You dirty slut, You dirty slut, You dirty slut, You dirty slut, Nobody really likes you, And you smell like a fucking used tampon."
That's it for that one. And tonight, in my drunken state, I wrote new lyrics to the 12 Days of Xmas song.. here goes..
"On the 1st day of Xmas, My true love gave to me, A retard in a wheel chair. Second day: Two goose cocks. Third day: Three douche bags. Fourth day: Four rolling stones. Fifth day: Fiiiive used tampons. (i know, used tampons make a dual appearance in this post) Sixth day: Six dirty sluts. Seventh day: Seven nut stains. Eighth day: Eight lines of coke. Ninth day: Nine hits of acid. Tenth day: Ten shots of vodka. Eleventh day: Eleven dying kittens. Twelfth day: Twelve razor blades."
That is all. Enjoi.
-------------------- >>I'd start a revolution if I could get up in the morning.
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