It’s Not the British This Time

New American military cadence

I don’t know, but I’ve been told,

Neocons ain’t got no soul,

Tried to take our Republic down,

Will National Guard have to come to town,

Now we do love democracy,

the Guard’ll take it back for you and me,

Who ever thought it’d come to this,

Too many Americans in state of bliss,

They didn’t know cause they weren’t told,

Medias lies are gettin’ old,

That’s why soldiers have to fight,

Now just ask,

Will it be tonight?

So through the night rode Paul Revere;

And so through the night went his cry of alarm

To every Middlesex village and farm,---

A cry of defiance, and not of fear,

A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door,

And a word that shall echo for evermore!

For, borne on the night-wind of the Past,

Through all our history, to the last,

In the hour of darkness and peril and need,

The people will waken and listen to hear

The hurrying hoof-beats of that steed,

And the midnight message of Paul Revere.