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MDM4AU 332 Posted July 19, 2005 Share Posted July 19, 2005 Nice sig pic TIS. Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail Once you provoke her, rattling of her tail Never begins it, never, but once engaged... Never surrenders, showing the fangs of rage Don’t tread on me So be it Threaten no more To secure peace is to prepare for war So be it Settle the score Touch me again for the words that you’ll hear evermore... Don’t tread on me Love it or live it, she with the deadly bite Quick is the blue tongue, forked as lighting strike Shining with brightness, always on surveillance The eyes, they never close, emblem of vigilance Don’t tread on me So be it Threaten no more To secure peace is to prepare for war So be it Settle the score Touch me again for the words that you’ll hear evermore... Don’t tread on me So be it Threaten no more To secure peace is to prepare for war Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail Once you provoke her, rattling on her tail So be it Threaten no more To secure peace is to prepare for war So be it Settle the score Touch me again for the words that you’ll hear evermore... Don’t tread on me --Metallica Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Piglet 0 Posted July 19, 2005 Share Posted July 19, 2005 red dog runnin down a long black roadnose to the gravel, license to travel he don't care if it's your place or my place whole human race got just one face in his case up on the mountain sits a sleepy old coot rifle on his shoulder, pistol in his boot bottle in one hand, bible in the other no-count rebel, baby he's my brother ethyl in the gas tank, chicken on the farm semper fidelis on my good right arm Elvis blastin on the color tv i'm a U.S. male, dontcha tread on me johnny's in the attic writin automatic talkin emphatic about the bureaucratic static jungle, low-pay high-rent Bob's on the pavement thinkin bout the government so go where you gotta, do what you will but it's another workin day up on capitol hill boozin cruisin snoozin and usin but somebody's winnin, somebody's losin one pound of flesh and a gallon of sweat just your daily payment on the national debt but all God's children got a right to be free, mister state trooper don't tread on me seems we live and die in a crossfire hurricane in the rain but "no pain, no gain." the sign explains still Jesse James in his coat of flames held up their one-way gravy train "nothin to lose but your workin blues and your chains," the man with no name claims well i figure i'll make me a sign of my own take the stars and stripes and the skull and bones and the cross of Jesus and a golden crown and the serpent that bites when the boot grinds down tie it all together with a fine silk cord from the rusty antenna of my '63 ford now look over yonder, son, tell me whatcha see that's the flag of freedom, dontcha tread on me --Dave Carter Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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