Retro Posted March 18, 2005 Share Posted March 18, 2005 Just want to give a shout out to the dogs of Europe who built this GD country. Happy St Paddys day. Us Micks gotta alot to be proud of. Drink up and celebrate the fruits of our labor. And paddys day wouldn't be Paddys without a "Drop Kick Murphys" Anthem. TOAST to you all: To our wifes and our mistresses!.....may they never meet! "Each day when I wake up and I set my best foot forward I'll make an effort to be all that I can be. I take a look around me and I wonder how things change so much in the few short years since I was a young boy. Do you know what we're fighting for? I know in an instant I could lose everything I'm working toward. I know I'll win my battles though I fear we'll lose the war to the new, American way. The morals of this nation's youth have long gone astray lead by tolerance, indifference, and this kinder gentler way, that has corrupted and destroyed, so many of our boys and girls oh Lord I start to wonder will it ever come around? Do you know what we're fighting for? I know in an instant I could lose everything I'm working toward. I know I'll win my battles though I fear we'll lose the war to the new, American way. :cppl1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Retro Posted March 18, 2005 Author Share Posted March 18, 2005 One more from DKM. Happy Green Day. "Worker's Song" Yeh, this one's for the workers who toil night and day By hand and by brain to earn your pay Who for centuries long past for no more than your bread Have bled for your countries and counted your dead In the factories and mills, in the shipyards and mines We've often been told to keep up with the times For our skills are not needed, they've streamlined the job And with sliderule and stopwatch our pride they have robbed [Chorus:] We're the first ones to starve, we're the first ones to die The first ones in line for that pie-in-the-sky And we're always the last when the cream is shared out For the worker is working when the fat cat's about And when the sky darkens and the prospect is war Who's given a gun and then pushed to the fore And expected to die for the land of our birth Though we've never owned one lousy handful of earth? [Chorus x3] All of these things the worker has done From tilling the fields to carrying the gun We've been yoked to the plough since time first began And always expected to carry the can Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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