More of the same.
Digging up old bones... And for what damned reason?
How about striking when the iron was hot... How about having justice back when this atrocity was commited... Had this boy been another colour and got killed... The nation would not have slept. Somebody would have done been hung.
Cripes stuff like this just makes me pissed.
Edited. Thanks. Dunno why that stupid little box has to have the http prompt already there.
Digging up old bones... And for what damned reason?
How about striking when the iron was hot... How about having justice back when this atrocity was commited... Had this boy been another colour and got killed... The nation would not have slept. Somebody would have done been hung.
Cripes stuff like this just makes me pissed.
Edited. Thanks. Dunno why that stupid little box has to have the http prompt already there.
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."