I’m just and ageing drummer boy
And in the wars I used to play
And I’ve called the tune
To many a torture session
Now they say I am a war criminal
And I’m fading away
Father please her my confession

I have legalised robbery
Called it a belief
I have run with the money
And hid like a theif
I have re-written history
With my armies and my crooks
Invented memories
I did burn all the books
And I can still hear his laughter
And I can still hear his song
The man’s too big
The man’s too strong

Well I have tried to be meek
And I have tried to be mild
But I spat like a woman
And sulked like a child
I have lived behind walls
That have made me alone
Striven for peace
Which I have never known
And I can still hear his laughter
And I can still hear his song
The man’s too big
The man’s too strong

Well the sun rose on the courtyard
And they all did hear him say
’you always were a judas
But I got you anyway
You may have got your silver
But I swear upon my life
Your sister gave me diamonds
And I gave them to your wife’
Oh father please help me
For I have done wrong
The man’s too big
The man’s too strong

We've You've done this already...

www.ar15.com/forums/topic.html?b=8&f=15&t=214766

IBOdt, someone might loose an eyebrow tonight.

Quoted: teh ghey.

That's what I thought the first time around.



ETA:  OdT . . . make it stop!

IBTL
Dupe
+1
Here we go again...

sigh