To: Red Badger
12 posted on
05/06/2005 12:06:15 PM PDT by
Puppage
(You may disagree with what I have to say, but I shall defend to your death my right to say it.)
To: Puppage
Fortunate Son Creedence Clearwater Revival (Forrest Gump Soundtrack) Some folks are born, made to wave the flag, Ooh, they're red, white and blue. And when the band plays "Hail to the chief", Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son. It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no, Yeah! Some folks are born silver spoon in hand, Lord, don't they help themselves, oh. But when the taxman comes to the door, Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no. It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no. Yeah! Some folks inherit star spangled eyes, Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord, And when you ask them, "How much should we give?" Ooh, they only answer More! more! more! yoh, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, son. It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, one. It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no no, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, no no no,
17 posted on
05/06/2005 12:17:05 PM PDT by
Red Badger
(Those whom the gods would destroy, they first make liberal.....................)
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