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Greetings

Contributed by Butterat_Zool on Wednesday, 14th May 2003 @ 11:25:00 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics

Good evening everyone
Are you ready for some fun?
Are you ready to take on the world?
Are you ready for some cynics?
Are you ready to be critics?
Are you ready to take on the world?

Cuz I’m ready to fight.
I’m ready to go.
I’m ready to lead
So line up in a row.
I’m ready to stand here
And ready to scream.
I’m ready to preach.
I’m ready to gleam.
I’m ready to be heard,
You know what I mean?
I’m ready to rock
I’m ready to roll.
I’m ready. Let’s get set
Cuz it’s time to go!
It’s time to go!

I’m ready, my dear,
To take on the Thames,
To fight tooth and nail
To tear off it’s limbs.
I’m ready to shatter
Big Ben and the Abbey.
They’re getting too old
And looking too shabby!
I’m ready to graze
On Stonehenge’s grave
With late laser light show,
And foam room. Let’s rave!
I’m ready to topple
That old Eiffel Tower
To keep Freedommen
From being so sour.
I’m ready to kick out
Leaning Tower’s cane.
Though it won’t be leaning
It will be the same.
I’m ready to wreck
Miss Liberty’s grin
By taking my wrecker
To Liberty’s chin.
I’m ready to change you
So listen up.
Your world will be nothing
Once I’ve torn it up.
So please don’t abhor me
If you hate the truth.
I’m bound to die someday.
I’ve nothing to lose.
I may as well step up
And take on the role
That will push me above
All your mortal controls.
As Truth’s Harbinger
I tell you, my men
That Hell will come find you
And own you again.
So let’s take the cripples
And beat them with canes!
Is nothing here sacred?
He should be in chains!
Lay waste to the sewers
And desecrate frogs!
Here come the soldiers!
Here come the mobs!
Let’s make them all cripples
And beat them with canes
Cuz cripples are hopeless sans
Lies they have laid
And without that column
To hold themselves up
They start once again and
Pull themselves up.
And this time they’re honest
And this time they’re true.
And this time they honestly
Like what they do.
It’s time for a change!
If you’re with me please yell!
Cuz as the world is
We’re all going to Hell!

Copyright Â© Butterat_Zool ... [ 2003-05-14 23:25:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Greetings (User Rating: 1 )
by Butterat_Zool on Wednesday, 9th July 2003 @ 12:20:55 AM AEST
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This poem sucks. I don't know what i was thinking when i wrote this. Ignore this one. My others are all better than this crap. Butterat Zool.

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