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them out of the house. I am referring to some of your fellow countrymen who were once in power)
Ngibona abelungu betoyi-toyi esandton bengasafuni
While my countrymen piss in the fountains
To express our national pride
And to prove to the world that England
Is just as rotten as she looks
They
inside
While my countrymen piss in the fountains
To express our national pride
And to prove to the world that England
Is just as rotten as she looks
Kweli and I'm bangin' on ya eardrum
(I think I wanna hear you) What?
Now lemme get up in it, wait, wait, wait, wait
Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend
friends, you sold your countrymen
And yet we know your name, traitor, traitor
And now your face is shown, and so your fate is known,
We have discovered
friends, you sold your countrymen
And yet we know your name, traitor, traitor
And now your face is shown, and so your fate is known,
We have discovered
ST. LOUIS
WRITERS HARRY VANDA, GEORGE YOUNG
Louie, Louie, Louie, Louie ... Countrymen, friends, lend me your ears, I'll tell you a tale of 15 years,
Wide eyed and up in arms, my little brother was a solemn one
He always had his quiet corner
Pride of my countrymen, my little brother will be born
Wide eyed and up in arms, my little brother was a solemn one.
He always had his quiet corner.
Pride of my countrymen, my little brother will be
ST. LOUIS
WRITERS HARRY VANDA, GEORGE YOUNG
Louie, Louie, Louie, Louie ... Countrymen, friends, lend me your ears, I'll tell you a tale of 15 years,
boy simp, yeah!
Friends, Romans, countrymen lend me yo' eardrums
It was a beautiful day off in the neighborhood
Yellows and greens and blues
As I joined my country's tyrants, my face I can never show,
Amongst my dear old neighbors in the Glen of Aherlow.
So Irish youths, dear countrymen, take
my daughter's hand,
But how do I know that your heart is pure?
I've watched your other countrymen take women and then abandon them
Come back in one
and waste is guilt
Guilt is mine for watching while
My countrymen are dying
My man is dead, my love's destroyed
My man is dead, old man music lives, he lives
to free my countrymen
On the lonely Banna Strand"
They took Sir Roger prisoner
And sailed for London town
And in the Tower they laid him
A traitor
Kiltartan Cross, my countrymen Kiltartan's poor
No likely end could bring them loss or leave them happier than before
Nor law, nor duty bade me fight, nor
Friends, Romans, countrymen,
I've got something to say
Nobody knows, nobody knows
Get up off the couch
Get up go out and play
Nobody knows, Nobody knows
our land
And leave our countrymen dyin' in Afghanistan
They say, "Let go of Jesus and let government save
You can have back your freedoms if you do
countrymen are peasants, you hate to have them near
You just can't seem to realize, you've got nothing to fear
Hold them down, you'll hold them down, you'll
Attend you all good countrymen, my name is Billy Green,
And I will tell of things I did when I was just nineteen.
I helped defeat the Yank invader,
you're running from
Running down the road to kingdom come
(Who'd've believed it)
And all the time you only want a home
Your countrymen are peasants
He’s primus inter pares
Countrymen will drink on his honor
Hailing a chief of the north
Rising high the swords,
symbol of resistance
The mighty leader
countrymen
लेलो, एक बार लेलो
इसके लेने में कोई tension नहीं हे क्या हुवा रे
हे दे रे उसको खर्चा पानी कोपचे में
अरे आप tension मत लो account secure है
आपको
watch how some heroic and inflated speech
Produces one-percent effect
Than see them use
Some lame excuse
For shameful fellow-countrymen
They make me
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