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Guns n Roses
What we've got here is failure to communicate.
Some men you just can't reach...
So, you get what we had here last week,
Which is the way he wants it !
Well, he gets it !
N' I don't like it any more than you men.
Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before
Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before
My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars
D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land
And
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
You're power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
Look at the shoes you're filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more
My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or our human rights
and all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars
We practice selective annihilation
Of mayors and government officials
For example to create a vacuum
Then we fill that vacuum
As popular war advances
Peace is closer
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
You're power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
You're power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more war
I don't need one more war
Whats so civil 'bout war anyway?0 -
Last-12-Exit wrote:Guns n Roses
What we've got here is failure to communicate.
Some men you just can't reach...
So, you get what we had here last week,
Which is the way he wants it !
Well, he gets it !
N' I don't like it any more than you men.
Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before
Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before
My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars
D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land
And
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
You're power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
Look at the shoes you're filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more
My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or our human rights
and all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars
We practice selective annihilation
Of mayors and government officials
For example to create a vacuum
Then we fill that vacuum
As popular war advances
Peace is closer
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
You're power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
You're power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more war
I don't need one more war
Whats so civil 'bout war anyway?
Nice one, one of my favorites especially those opening lines from one of my favorite movies " Cool Hand Luke"
Another one from my friend....Michael Franti and Spearhead..,, Light Up Your Lighterhttp://youtu.be/1ud5sMV2uu8
It never makes no sense
It never makes no sense
Fire, fire, fire,
light up ya lighter,
fire fire fire
Armageddon is a deadly day,
Armageddon is a deadly way
They commin for you everyday,
While Senators on holiday
The Army recruiters in the parking lot,
Hustling kids there jugglin pot
Listen young man, Listen to my plan ,
Gonna make you money, gonna make you a man
Bom Bom
Here’s what you get, An M-16 and a Kevlar vest
You might come home with one less leg,
But this thing will surely keep a bullet out of your chest
So Come on Come on, Sign up, Come on
This one’s nothing like Vietnam
Except for the bullets, Except for the bombs,
Except for the youth that’s gone
So we keep it on,
til ya coming home,
Higher and Higher
Fire, fire, fire,
light up ya lighter,
fire fire fire,
so we keep it on
Til ya commin home,
higher and higher
Fire, fire, fire,
light up ya lighter,
fire fire fire
Tell me President tell if you will,
How many people does a smart bomb kill
How many of 'em do you think we got,
The General says we never miss a shot
And we never ever ever keep a body count,
we killin so efficiently we can’t keep count
In the Afghan hills the rebels still fightin,
Opium fields keep providin
The best heroin that money can buy
and nobody knows where Osama bin hidin
The press conferences keep on lyin
like we don’t know
So we keep it on,
til ya coming home,
Higher and Higher
Fire, fire, fire,
light up ya lighter,
fire fire fire,
so we keep it on
Til ya commin home,
higher and higher
Fire, fire, fire,
light up ya lighter,
fire fire fire
Some say engine engine number nine,
Machine guns on a New York transit line
The war for oil is a war for the beast,
the war on terror is a war on peace
Tellin you they’re gonna protect you,
Tellin you that they support the troops
Don’t let them fool you with their milk and honey,
No they only want your money
One step forward and two steps back,
Why do veterans get no respect
PTSD and a broken back,
Take a look at where your moneys gone seen
Take a look at what they spend it on
No excuses, No illusions
Light up ya lighter
bring 'em home
PeacePost edited by g under p on*We CAN bomb the World to pieces, but we CAN'T bomb it into PEACE*...Michael Franti
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)0 -
No One Left
by The Nightwatchman
Each one had a father.
There's no one left.
A name and a mother.
No one left.
Each one had a dream, a prayer on their breath.
The world's gone black.
No one left.
On the streets of Manhattan,
a dusty wind blows
letters and wishes,
a girl with a rose.
On the streets of Baghdad,
a dusty wind blows
letters and wishes,
a girl with a rose.
Each one had a father.
There's no one left.
A name and a mother.
No one left.
Each one had a dream,
a prayer on their breath.
The world's gone black.
No one left.
Fire and vengeance
in the New York sky above
stole my angel,
stole my true love.
Fire and vengeance
in the Baghdad sky above
stole his angel,
stole his true love.
Each one had a father.
There's no one left.
A name and a mother.
No one left.
Each one had a dream,
a prayer on their breath.
The world's gone black.
No one left.
I stand out on my front porch.
I look up at the sky.
Will my world go black
in the blink of an eye?
He stands out in the desert.
He looks up at the sky.
Will his world go black
in the blink of an eye?
Each one had a father.
There's no one left.
A name and a mother.
No one left.
Each one had a dream,
a prayer on their breath.
The world's gone black.
No one left.
Each one had a wish.
Each one had a home.
Each one had a name,
a name and a rose.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rerdpeU7A88"You can tell the greatness of a man by what makes him angry." - Lincoln
"Well, you tell him that I don't talk to suckas."0 -
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RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE
"Bullet In The Head"
This time the bullet cold rocked ya
A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika
Nothin' proper about ya propaganda
Fools follow rules when the set commands ya
Said it was blue
When ya blood was read
That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head
I give a shout out to the living dead
Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralized
So serene on the screen
You were mesmerised
Cellular phones soundin' a death tone
Corporations cold
Turn ya to stone before ya realise
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Run it!
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Checka, checka, check it out
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds
No escape from the mass mind rape
Play it again jack and then rewind the tape
And then play it again and again and again
Until ya mind is locked in
Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya
Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya
They say jump and ya say how high
Ya brain-dead
Ya gotta fuckin' bullet in ya head
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Uggh! Yeah! Yea!
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
Ya gotta bullet in ya fuckin' head!0 -
(Acoustic) Bomb The World....Michael Franti
http://youtu.be/QHu7U-9psMQ
Please tell me the reason
behind the colors that you fly
love just one nation
and the whole world we divide
you say you're "sorry"
say, "there is no other choice"
but god bless the people them
who cannot raise their voice
We can chase down all our enemies
bring them to their knees
We can bomb the world to pieces
but we can't bomb it into peace
whoa we may even find a solution
to hunger and disease
We can bomb the world to pieces
but we can't bomb it into peace
Violence brings one thing
more more of the same
military madness
the smell of flesh and burning pain
so i sing out to the masses
stand up if you're still sane!
to all of us gone crazy
i sing this one refrain
We can chase down all our enemies
bring them to their knees
We can bomb the world to pieces
but we can't bomb it into peace
whoa we may even find a solution
to hunger and disease
We can bomb the world to pieces
but we can't bomb it into peace
And i sing power to the peaceful
love to the people y'all
power to the peaceful
love to the people y'all
(Live) versionhttp://youtu.be/jvabmCgqc3k
PeacePost edited by g under p on*We CAN bomb the World to pieces, but we CAN'T bomb it into PEACE*...Michael Franti
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)0 -
Duh....
PEARL JAM
"Marker In The Sand"
There is a marker,... no one sees it 'cause the sand
Has covered over,... all the messages it kept
Misunderstanding,... what original truth was
And out expanding,... in a faith but not in love
What went wrong?
Walking tightrope high,... over moral ground
Seeing visions of,........ falling up somehow
Do come down
With the living, let,... what is living love
So unforgiving, yet,...... needing forgiveness first
God, what do you say?
Those undecided,.... Needn't have faith to be free
And those misguided, there was a plan for them to be
Now you got both sides claiming killing in Gods name
But God is nowhere,.. to be found conveniently
What goes on?
Walking tightrope high,... over moral ground
Walk the bridges,......... before you burn them down
Do come round
With the living, let,... what is living love
So unforgiving, yet,...... needing forgiveness first
God, what do you say? What do you say?
There is a sickness,... a sickness coming over me
Like watching freedom,. Being sucked straight out to sea
An the solution?...... Well, from me far would it be
But the delusion,..... Is feeling dangerous to me
What goes wrong?
Walking tightrope high,... over moral ground
Seeing visions of,........ falling up somehow
Do come down
With the living, let,... what is living love
So unforgiving, yet,...... needing forgiveness first
What do you say,.......... God, what do you say?
Calling out,....... Calling out.
Calling out,....... I'm calling you0 -
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of death's construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds
Oh lord yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait 'til their judgement day comes
Yeah!
Now in darkness world stops turning
Ashes where the bodies burning
No more war pigs have the power
Hand of God has struck the hour
Day of judgement, God is calling
On their knees the war pig's crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan laughing spreads his wings
Oh lord yeah!live and let live...unless it violates the pearligious doctrine.0 -
http://youtu.be/_DboMAghWcA
"Hero Of War"
He said "Son, have you seen the world?
Well, what would you say if I said that you could?
Just carry this gun and you'll even get paid."
I said "That sounds pretty good."
Black leather boots
Spit-shined so bright
They cut off my hair but it looked alright
We marched and we sang
We all became friends
As we learned how to fight
A hero of war
Yeah that's what I'll be
And when I come home
They'll be damn proud of me
I'll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because it's a flag that I love
And a flag that I trust
I kicked in the door
I yelled my commands
The children, they cried
But I got my man
We took him away
A bag over his face
From his family and his friends
They took off his clothes
They pissed in his hands
I told them to stop
But then I joined in
We beat him with guns
And batons not just once
But again and again
A hero of war
Yeah that's what I'll be
And when I come home
They'll be damn proud of me
I'll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because it's a flag that I love
And a flag that I trust
She walked through bullets and haze
I asked her to stop
I begged her to stay
But she pressed on
So I lifted my gun
And I fired away
The shells jumped through the smoke
And into the sand
That the blood now had soaked
She collapsed with a flag in her hand
A flag white as snow
A hero of war
Is that what they see
Just medals and scars
So damn proud of me
And I brought home that flag
Now it gathers dust
But it's a flag that I love
It's the only flag I trust
He said, "Son, have you seen the world?
Well what would you say, if I said that you could?"
PeacePost edited by g under p on*We CAN bomb the World to pieces, but we CAN'T bomb it into PEACE*...Michael Franti
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)0 -
"When The Man Comes Around"
"And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder. One of the four beasts saying, 'Come and see.' and I saw, and behold a white horse"
There's a man goin' 'round takin' names,
And he decides who to free and who to blame.
Everybody won't be treated all the same,
There'll be a golden ladder reachin' down.
When the man comes around.
The hairs on your arm will stand up,
At the terror in each sip and in each sup.
Will you partake of that last offered cup,
Or disappear into the potter's ground?
When the man comes around.
Hear the trumpets hear the pipers.
One hundred million angels singin'.
Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettledrum.
Voices callin', voices cryin'.
Some are born and some are dyin'.
It's alpha and omega's kingdom come,
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
The virgins are all trimming their wicks,
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
It's hard for thee to kick against the priests,
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom.
Then the father hen will call his chickens home,
The wise man will bow down before the throne.
And at his feet they'll cast their golden crowns,
When the man comes around.
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still.
Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still.
Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still.
Listen to the words long written down,
When the man comes around.
Hear the trumpets hear the pipers.
One hundred million angels singin'.
Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettledrum.
Voices callin', voices cryin'.
Some are born and some are dyin'.
It's alpha and omega's kingdom come,
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
The virgins are all trimming their wicks,
The whirlwind is in the thorn trees.
It's hard for thee to kick against the priests,
In measured hundredweight and penny pound,
When the man comes around.
"And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts. And I looked, and behold a pale horse, and his name that sat on him was Death, and hell followed with him."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hwt1DVaYLy4"You can tell the greatness of a man by what makes him angry." - Lincoln
"Well, you tell him that I don't talk to suckas."0 -
gimmesometruth27 wrote:"When The Man Comes Around"
"And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder. One of the four beasts saying, 'Come and see.' and I saw, and behold a white horse"
There's a man goin' 'round takin' names,
And he decides who to free and who to blame.
Everybody won't be treated all the same,
There'll be a golden ladder reachin' down.
When the man comes around.
The hairs on your arm will stand up,
At the terror in each sip and in each sup.
Will you partake of that last offered cup,
Or disappear into the potter's ground?
When the man comes around.
Hear the trumpets hear the pipers.
One hundred million angels singin'.
Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettledrum.
Voices callin', voices cryin'.
Some are born and some are dyin'.
It's alpha and omega's kingdom come,
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
The virgins are all trimming their wicks,
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
It's hard for thee to kick against the priests,
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom.
Then the father hen will call his chickens home,
The wise man will bow down before the throne.
And at his feet they'll cast their golden crowns,
When the man comes around.
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still.
Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still.
Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still.
Listen to the words long written down,
When the man comes around.
Hear the trumpets hear the pipers.
One hundred million angels singin'.
Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettledrum.
Voices callin', voices cryin'.
Some are born and some are dyin'.
It's alpha and omega's kingdom come,
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree.
The virgins are all trimming their wicks,
The whirlwind is in the thorn trees.
It's hard for thee to kick against the priests,
In measured hundredweight and penny pound,
When the man comes around.
"And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts. And I looked, and behold a pale horse, and his name that sat on him was Death, and hell followed with him."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hwt1DVaYLy4
wow
that was something
again & again some more i say, "people are nasty shits"for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
yeah that song is pretty compelling. really creeps me out. cash was a master.
the video i posted is the most sanitized of the ones on youtube. most of them have disclaimers and you have to log in to prove you are over 18. there is a lot of atrocites in those videos.
the one i wanted to post was showing the syrian conflict, but people have to log in to view that one..."You can tell the greatness of a man by what makes him angry." - Lincoln
"Well, you tell him that I don't talk to suckas."0 -
gimmesometruth27 wrote:yeah that song is pretty compelling. really creeps me out. cash was a master.
the video i posted is the most sanitized of the ones on youtube. most of them have disclaimers and you have to log in to prove you are over 18. there is a lot of atrocites in those videos.
the one i wanted to post was showing the syrian conflict, but people have to log in to view that one...
i can dig cash's music. i'm more of a waylon guy myself. both are incrediblefor poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
chadwick wrote:gimmesometruth27 wrote:yeah that song is pretty compelling. really creeps me out. cash was a master.
the video i posted is the most sanitized of the ones on youtube. most of them have disclaimers and you have to log in to prove you are over 18. there is a lot of atrocites in those videos.
the one i wanted to post was showing the syrian conflict, but people have to log in to view that one...
i can dig cash's music. i'm more of a waylon guy myself. both are incredible
yeah i wish i could unsee what i saw in some of them today.
war is nothing more than cruelty on a massive scale, and people are the cruelest of all animals."You can tell the greatness of a man by what makes him angry." - Lincoln
"Well, you tell him that I don't talk to suckas."0 -
http://youtu.be/mRKrXNDoS2w
waylon did not write it but he smashed it through the wall
this fantastic song is about a blind man whose son is fighting in some war somewhere far away.for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
gimmesometruth27 wrote:no problem chad, i contribute when i feel like i can say something of substance
yeah i wish i could unsee what i saw in some of them today.
war is nothing more than cruelty on a massive scale, and people are the cruelest of all animals.
enjoy your eveningfor poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
chadwick wrote:
http://youtu.be/mRKrXNDoS2w
waylon did not write it but he smashed it through the wall
this fantastic song is about a blind man whose son is fighting in some war somewhere far away.
i can see how war and being related to someone going to fight a war is a powerful inspiration."You can tell the greatness of a man by what makes him angry." - Lincoln
"Well, you tell him that I don't talk to suckas."0 -
chadwick wrote:gimmesometruth27 wrote:no problem chad, i contribute when i feel like i can say something of substance
yeah i wish i could unsee what i saw in some of them today.
war is nothing more than cruelty on a massive scale, and people are the cruelest of all animals.
enjoy your evening
have a good night too, chad."You can tell the greatness of a man by what makes him angry." - Lincoln
"Well, you tell him that I don't talk to suckas."0 -
Nice selection folks. Always good to hear some Johnny and some Waylon.
Here's one from Uncle Neil:
LIVING WITH WAR
I'm living with war everyday
I'm living with war in my heart every day
I'm living with war right now
And when the dawn breaks I see my fellow man
And on the flat-screen we kill and we're killed again
And when the night falls, I pray for peace
Try to remember peace (visualize)
I join the multitudes
I raise my hand in peace
I never bow to the laws of the thought police
I take a holy vow
To never kill again
To never kill again
I'm living with war in my heart
I'm living with war in my heart in my mind
I'm living with war right now
Don't take no tidal wave
Don't take no mass grave
Don't take no smokin' gun
To show how the west was won
But when the curtain falls, I pray for peace
Try to remember peace (visualize)
In the crowded streets
In the big hotels
In the mosques and the doors of the old museum
I take a holy vow
To never kill again
Try to remember peace
The rocket's red glare
Bombs bursting in air
Give proof through the night,
That our flag is still there
I'm living with war everyday
I'm living with war in my heart every day
I'm living with wat right now
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kjkPracnH1o"It's a sad and beautiful world"-Roberto Benigni0 -
^^ nice one brian. i have this in my cd changer in my car right now."You can tell the greatness of a man by what makes him angry." - Lincoln
"Well, you tell him that I don't talk to suckas."0 -
hendrix's rendition of the star spangled banner mixed with some graphic vietnam war footage
http://youtu.be/F9sR91oWuJcfor poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0
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