Wednesday, August 11

Tonight I Hear the Neighborhood Drummer Sound.

 I Feel My Heart Begin to Pound.

You Say You're Tired and You Just Want to Close Your Eyes and Follow Your Dream Down...

Well we made a promise, swore we'd always remember... No Retreat, Baby, No Surrender!

Blood brothers in a stormy night with a vow to defend her... No Retreat, Baby, No Surrender.  No Retreat, Baby, No Surrender.

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*Lotsa ways to fight, of course. My generation aren't slackers.  We just budget our time more efficiently than you did, to make the most of what we've got.  A shift in values that some of your own money-tethered childen seem to have missed out on... 

There's a War Outside Still Ragin'... We Say, It Ain't Yours Anymore, to "win"...


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