and it's too late guys and girls.....guys and girls, it's too late
it's nearly over, the invasion is almost complete, go back to sleep, go back to sleep....
cause it's too late guys and girls, it's too late, the invasion has almost concluded.....
they probably didn't come in with any weapons and anyways, ignore that fully automatic
for it's too late guys and girls....it's too late....and BTW don't you dare believe it
for there was the wisdom to arm and a means to call one's to arms.......
of course it's not here, nor is it the now.....but as the enemy answers US when the question is asked...
My land, my country, my nation, my family, my achievements, my nation, my country, my land......
And then a decision has to be made.........
and one nation, or groups of nations must decide what to do.......
and that nation, or a group of nations says, "What, what, what do I do?
And then comes the echo, the echo on the wind
The enemy answers, "Nothing, do nothing."
and again nations are born again or nations die........
very few second, or third chances, after the game and fog begins.
The victory belongs to the swift
Excuse me, but I'm gonna sit this one out....
my back hurts, I'm old, I'm senile, will any of those
let me sit it out?
See....? the enemy has already defeated me........
I'd like to know the rest of my fellow Americans are ready?
Even though, I'm beat......