Lyrics:
The sun shown bright and clear that day
We all left Washington
To lick the Rebel boys in grey
At the Battle of Bull Run
They came from
fustigation aside it's no fun
Lounging at the battle of bull run, i don't want to die alone or on the run
Or in a pile or pissing blood
We regret to inform you
Bull Run
Bull Run
Bull Run
Bull Run
Bull Run
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Bull Run
Bull Run (run)
Bull Run
Bull Run
Bull Run
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Bull Run
Bull Run
Bull
, I run to the battle
Oh, I run, it doesn't matter if tomorrow never comes
My love, oh, we won
And I run, I run to the battle
Oh, I run, to you
I
cut your hair
Ain't no joke, ain't no place for kids
When the flags are high, hear the battle cry
Treaty gone, see the bandits fly
Dig the trench,
The battle's been lost, the war is not won
An addled republic, a bitter refund
The business first flat earthers licking their wounds
The verdict
prison and battle to survive
In a bullring filled with killers that want to take their lives
Flying, flying bull; he was in panic flying bull
Trying
this really good idea.
Let's run down that hill and fuck one o' those cows."
And the old bull just looks at him. You know, he's just lookin' at him,
best old jeans and broke-in sneakers
A home run pitch floatin' right down the middle
The sweet music made when the bow hits the fiddle
She's right
the drum
Beat forever on the endless march
Stricken dumb, cut and run
Somebody's screaming and the sky is dark
Sword and shield, bone and steel
Rictus
the drum
Beat forever on the endless march
Stricken dumb, cut and run
Somebody's screaming and the sky is dark
Sword and shield, bone and steel
Rictus
You had your run
And it's been a good one
Seems like the world is passing you by
Oh Father Time
He just keeps on ticking
Still got a lot of life
frontier
Carpenter and soldier, one on one
It's the battle, volunteer
Run from yourself
From your friends, from ya-
Run for your life
For your
run that heiffer down and have a ball."
("Let's make her squawl")
Old bull says: "Young Bull,
"Let's just ease on adown and love 'em all."
Old age
what's behind you
And never knowing what's in store
Makes each day a constant battle
Just to stay between the shores
And I will sail my vessel
'Til
First the sheep next the shepherd
Chuck's run amok multiplying like leopards
Spots em up the long bombs a record
A long shot three minutes fifteen
are raging and the sirens scream
And your pathetic life has run out of road
If you were offered eternity
Would it slip through your fingers to wicked
the drum
Beat forever on the endless march
Stricken dumb, cut and run
Somebody's screaming and the sky is dark
Sword and shield, bone and steel
Rictus
overpowered victims of the mighty Norsemen
You'd better scatter and run
The battle's lost and not won
You'd better get away to fight another day
Invaders
the wrong side of the hill
Old age and treachery always overcomes youth and skill
Young bull says old bull let's run that heifer down and have a ball
Let's
Stand still and know that He is God
And there's no need to fight, the battle is not yours, the battle is the Lord's.
There is trouble at every
what's behind you
And never knowing what's in store
Makes each day a constant battle
Just to stay between the shores
And I will sail my vessel
'Til
Fire light, fire bright
Fire in the night
Station to station
Yeah, code red
Battle stations
Ooh, code red
Weapons ready
Code red
Fire one, fire
where I run to?
And it's like I'm in a battle, leakin' from a wound (yeah)
Praise God, thank you, never left me on my own (no)
Shades locked over my
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