still believe that you were meant for me I'm finding my own words, my own little stage My own epic drama, my own scripted page I'll send you the rough draft
I still believe that you were meant for me I'm finding my own words, my own little stage My own epic drama, my own scripted page I'll send you the rough draft
Ladies and gentlemen, pimps, playaz and hustlahs, welcome to the 1994 hooooooo Draft.yeah, yeah what's up what's up 'cause what's up yeah oh and I could
Where do you go when everything you know is wrong, if you know anything at all? Tomorrow always starts so bright before it fades and all the empty faces
blind to cause-and-effect And a future gravestone Today's a draft of your epitaph Keep changing it 'til you meet the grave Update your draft of your
He was born in a small town And he was given every reason to stay Hallelujah, Mississippi Postcard living no sign of decay Till Vietnam moved next door
in the area" [Chorus: 2x] Draft me! I wanna fight for my country Jump in a humvee and murder those monkeys! Draft me! I'm too dedicated to fail Justice
I think fur is a crime, I protest all the time you should see all my bumper stickers That Firestorm song sure gets me singing along My righteousness
Draft me... I want to have fun Draft me... give me a gun Draft me... I'd understand Draft me... I want to be a man I want to help America keep the peace
And we thought of those who suffer for the sake of honesty All those who refuse to follow traitors to humanity Here's to all the draft resisters who
In reply to your request Please find, I hereby protest To the ways and means you use You know, I cannot refuse So I'll take this vow of loyalty Fight
(When ya get drafted) Just a six-pack and you're happy We're prepared for when ya get drafted When ya get drafted
piano, the friction of dynamo The first draft of a worst case scenario It's the first draft of a worst case scenario, it's the first draft of a worst
little communist... *(weep, weep, weep)* I don't wanna get drafted I don't wanna go I don't wanna get drafted PHOOEY! I don't wanna get drafted I don
drafted I don't wanna get drafted I don't wanna get drafted I don't wanna get drafted. My sister don't wanna get drafted she don't wanna go ... sister
Senator Dodd And an keepin' old Castro down And when it came my time to serve I knew better dead than red But when I got to my old draft board Buddy
From the pages of the prophets, he stepped out into the world And walked the earth in lowly majesty For he had been creator, a creature now was he Come
God and Senator Dodd and a-keepin' old Castro down And when it came my time to serve I knew "better dead than red" But when I got to my old draft board
