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Here We Sing

Contributed by duff on Wednesday, 17th November 2010 @ 12:32:47 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



You stole flowers
burned signs
capital cowards
impregnating crime
bring back the sixties
bring back the seventies
bring back the VW vans
and the weed
hug your sisters
lean on brothers
give thanks to hippy
fathers and mothers
where is Woodstock
where are the towers
you'll kill us all
in this quest for power
don't smoke here
don't smoke there
while you're at it son
why don't you cut that hair
soon a citizen without a home
soon animals unable to roam
keep the new world order
along with your chains
right here right now
we sing for the plain

we are the future...
now give us back our flowers




Copyright © duff ... [ 2010-11-17 12:32:47]
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Re: Here We Sing (User Rating: 1 )
by holderofthestone on Wednesday, 17th November 2010 @ 12:58:38 PM AEST
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it sucks those days seem so far gone. great write. I like it alot


Re: Here We Sing (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Wednesday, 17th November 2010 @ 04:22:06 PM AEST
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Really good write.
I want the flowers back too.
Very unique write.
smiles, flowers,
emy


Re: Here We Sing (User Rating: 1 )
by UNORTHODOX on Thursday, 18th November 2010 @ 07:02:24 AM AEST
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All I can say is right on!While I am a child 0f the 80's
when I see the energy of the 60's and 70's
I know so much was lost when this place became a war machine
via those in power
this passage is truely an inspiration
the movement will never die but it seems they
just throw more obstacles on the path to hinder it

well written

-UNORTHODOX




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