This song is a big 'Fuck You' to all the Terroist!
*Adam/John tune their guitars*
This song is called I Love This Place!!!!!!!
*Adam/John play the first few notes of holiday*
This song isn't Anti-War, it's Anti-Terrorist
*Alec joins Adam and John, I temporarily join them*
*i put my guitar on the back of my Black leather Jacket*
I don't want this place to go to hell
Don't want to live over there with them
But hey we might as well learn to deal with it
Can you here the Roman Calvary coir
Adam: Hell yeah
Those guys just leave them alone
And let them go to rot in hell
Why must you take shit from that other guy
Well hey don't listion to all those other gguuyyss
I love this place *i put my hand over my heart*
Hear the guns running out of lead
And the guys fall right back in the line
Devine the money is on the U.S.A
Ladies and Gental men let me here it!!!
Can I get another amen
AMEN!
There's a flag rapped around a coffin now
John: Hey
And you get a plastic gun in a battle front
Why must you take shit from that other guy
Well hey don't listion to all those other gguuyyss
I love this place
* instrumental*
*I walk of the stage towards the crowd*
*i hop back on stage*
Lights out!!! Ready!?!?
Representative United States now has the floor!
Zighile to Osama Bin-ladin bombs away it's his punishment
Pulvirizing the Alkida, kill all the Terroist that hate the U.S.A
Bang, bang go the America guns now they're terring down those damm terrorist
Got my motar, motar fire,
we might as well grind them into stumps
Hang tight (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) hang tight we,re comming right your way
Why must you take shit from that other guy
Well hey don't listion to all those other guys,
Why must you take shit from that other guy
Well hey don't listen to all those othe guys
This is the life I love this pppppllllllaaaaccccceeee
Scottland!!!
*song ends*