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    Warning Will Robinson!

    Feel free to post comments, rants, or even personal attacks. It simply shows your wish for taunting if you do the latter.

    You can say anything you want here. But if you get stupid I reserve the right to point it out, call you lots of inventive names and laugh like hell.

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    The Wide Awakes

    My friend Seth inspired me to this, so blame him.

    The only music I could find for you to listen to while reading this, (if you so wish to do that) was here and it is a bit faster than the normal version. Open the link in a new window and sing along.

    And please feel free to offer up better lyrics than I pumped out in the last ten minutes. I changed a few words to go better with the faster version. And the end of the tune is cut off at the end.


    Ladies and Gents, lads and lassies, I give you;



    My Heroes Have Always Been Camelboys

    I grew up a dreamin' o' bein' a camelboy
    And lovin' the goatfuckin ways
    Pursuin' the life o' my implodin' heroes
    I burned up my childhood days
    I learned all the rules of a suicide bomber
    Don't ya press down the button too soon
    Just take a short bus ride, or go to a disco
    Go out with a scream and a boom


    My heroes have always been camelboys
    And they will be till I die
    Sadly adhering to eighth century ideals
    And a bunch of ragged old lies


    Camelboys are spreadin their own brand of misery
    By wiping their ass with their hands
    Some will die from a bomb in a safe house in Baghdad
    To be dropped in a hole in the sand
    Pickin at sand fleas while down on their damned knees
    And cryin to Allah each day
    Dirty pajamas an' diapers on their heads
    With their leaders a-hidin' in caves


    My heroes have always been camelboys
    And they will be till I die
    Sadly adhering to eighth century ideals
    And a bunch of ragged old lies

    Sadly adhering to eighth century ideals
    And a bunch of ragged old lies




    XPOSTED@The Wide Awakes, Cao's and The MadTech's
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