THIS WEEK
NAME THAT TUNE
Who is it,
Whose words have been twisted beyond recognition
in order to build your planet Earth's religions?
Who is it,
Who could make your little armies of the left,
And your little armies of the right,
Light up your skies
Tonight, Tonight?
OR
But God didn't build himself that throne
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God doesn't live in Israel or Rome
God doesn't belong to the Yankee dollar
God doesn't plant the bombs for Hezbollah
God doesn't even go to church
And God won't send us down to Allah to burn
God will remind us what we already know
That the human race is about to reap what it's sown
COMING SOON
6 o'clock in the morning
I'm the last person on this plane still awake
Y'know, I can almost smell the blood washin against the shores
Of this land that can't forget it's past
Oh, the wind that carries this plane is the wind of change,
Heaven sent and Hellbent
Over the mountain tops we go,
just like all the other G.I. Joe's
Ee-ay-ee-ay-adios!
OR
The D.J. resigned today
They wouldn't let him have his say
PICTURES AT 6 & ll.
Have a Nice Day
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