And now the end is near
So I face the final curtain
My friend, I'll say it clear
I'll state my case of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exception
I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
Oh, and more, much more than this
I did it my way
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way
I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I've had my fails, my share of losing
And now as tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way
Oh, no, no not me
I did it my way
For what is a man, what has he got
If not himself, then he has not
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words he would reveal
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way
Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an "L" on her forehead
Against the grain of dystopic claims
Not the thoughts your actions entertain
And you, have proved, to be
A real human being
And a real hero
A real human being
And a real hero
A real human being
And a real hero
A real human being
And a real hero
A real human being
LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR
LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR
ONE - NOTHING WRONG WITH ME
TWO - NOTHING WRONG WITH ME
THREE - NOTHING WRONG WITH ME
FOUR - NOTHING WRONG WITH ME
1605 the number another summer (get down)
Sound of the funky choir
Prayer hittin' your heart cause I know you got soul
(saxons and normans, hey)
Listen if you're missin' y'all
Swingin' while I'm singin'
Givin' whatcha gettin'
Knowin' what I know
While the pope's bands sweatin'
And the rhythm rhymes rollin'
Got to give us what we want
Gotta give us what we need
Our freedom of worship is freedom or death
We got to fight the powers that be
FIGHT THE POWER
Ya say ya want a revolution, babe,
Well, y'know, we all wanna change the world
YOU GOTTA FIGHT
FOR YOUR RIGHT
TO PARTY
LET THE PRODDYS HIT THE FLOOR
LET THE PRODDYS HIT THE FLOOR
LET THE PRODDYS HIT THE FLOOR
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TXpkJ21Ffmk
He who wants to life nowadays,
must have a brave heart,
there are so many evil enemies,
they cause him much pain.
There, the only choice is to stand vilantly
in his drawn defence, (*)
So that the enemy shall not dare to come near him,
This is about posession and honor.
Money alone rules the world,
to get it, deception brings it;
He who stands however true/fair,
still will be defeated fast,
Justice, Schmusitce,
Thats all old stories:
Deception, Violence and guile even more,
lament/sue it, they will show you!
But however it goes, the evil game,
Keep a brave eart,
And even if there are however so many enemies,
dont give up hope in your suffering.
stand true to god, unshrinking,
in your drawn defence:
Even if the enemy dares to go near us,
its about posession and honor!
To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
And to run where
the brave dare not go
To right the unrightable wrong
And to love pure and chaste from afar
To try when your arms are too weary
To reach the unreachable star
>>536965
This is my quest
To follow that star
No matter how hopeless
No matter how far
To fight for the right
Without question or pause
To be willing to march,
march into hell
For that heavenly cause
And I know
If I'll only be true
To this glorious quest
That my heart
Will lie peaceful and calm
When I'm laid to my rest
And the world will be better for this
>>536971
That one man, scorned
and covered with scars,
Still strove with his last ounce of courage
To reach the unreachable,
the unreachable,
The unreachable star
>>536944
>You will never be a 19th century German peasant who lives through the transition from the Holy Roman Empire to the German Empire
and dies before WWI can fuck everything up
>You will never rise to become a respected civil servant after serving in the Prussian army in your youth
>You will never sing German folk songs with your German friends in German bars while Germany is at the height of her glory and respectability
>You will never be the Prussian Forrest Gump
Why do I have these feels?
>>536982
And I'll always dream
The impossible dream
Yes, and I'll reach
The unreachable star
No one man should have all that power
The clock's tickin', I just count the backyard pig iron piles
