Friday, October 10, 2008

fort hood



I'd rather watch movie stars get fat
I'd rather hang up a flag and be done with it
I'd rather keep the fire and the frenzy out of my mind

I'd rather take sides in an argument
I'd rather crank up the bass in a dark basement
I'd rather leave the mobs and the murder in a distant land

Let the sunshine in.

My vote's a bet in a football pool
Five on the red, six on the blue
Wake up, fool, there's no time for a shouting match

I smell blood and there's no blood around
The blanked out eyes and the blanked out sound
I see them coming back; they're motionless in an airport lounge

You should be getting stoned with a prom dress girl
You should still believe in an endless world
You should blast Young Jeezy with your friends in a parking lot









ok when is it going to end already? Bring our boys and girls home where they are needed more.

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