WE FOUGHT THEM AT THE BONKO
'TWAS JUST THE OTHER DAY
ITT: we sing
Michael Martinez
Angel Reyes
IN THE SOVIET UNION, SUMMER 1943
Brayden Baker
dumb frogposter
Julian Clark
someBODY ONCE TOLD ME
Jeremiah Reyes
CRAAAWLING IIIIN MY SKIIIIN
THESE WOOOOUNDS THEY WIIILL NOT HEAL
Eli Davis
The tanks that broke the ranks out in Picardy!
Noah Hernandez
THEY LAYED AN AMBUSH IN OUR PATH , WE WENT AN OTHER WAY
tO CAPTURE BULIWAYO, AND STOP A FEAR FULL WAR!!
Zachary Wilson
A WHOLE NEW WOOOOOORLD! A DAZZLING PLACE I NEVER KNEW!
Jordan Bailey
LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR
LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR
LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRR
Luke Bennett
Shinkai e nemutta monogatari ga
Shakunetsu no suna wo namidatete
Shukumei wo mata yobisamasu
Shūchaku no chi wo kogasu kamokuna honō
Obi ki yoserareta kamigami no keshin
Osore wo shiranu ken ga tsuranuku
Mezasu basho to wa mada minu sadame
Chikazuite kuru kessen no toki
Utsubeki piriodo wa... STAAAAAAAR PLATINUM
Evan Hill
I hope your cellmate thinks he's God
But C.N.N. refer to him as "Bowling Ball Bag Bob"
Serving time again for abuse of a corpse
Only this time the victim's a Clydesdale horse
While he masturbates to photos of livestock
He does the "Silence of the Lambs" dance to Christian Rock
Eats feces and quotes from "Deliverance"
And fights with his imaginary playmate Vince
Gabriel Torres
AND DESPITE BEING
Samuel Garcia
WELL I LIKE SUGAR AND I LIKE TEA BUT I DONT LIKE NIGGERS, NO SIREE
Sebastian Evans
Children sucking on a mother's tit,
Wounded gooks down in a pit,
Dow Chemical doesn't give a shit,
Jacob Peterson
WE ARE A BAND OF BROTHERS AND NATIVE TO THE SOIL
Benjamin Ross
YOU COME DOWN TO THIS SOUTHERN TOWN LAST SUMMER
TO SHOW THE FOLKS A BRAND NEW WAY OF LIFE
Anthony Ortiz
WHEN I WAS
Grayson Brown
THE SAL'SBRY HORSE, VICTORIA RANGERS AND THE OLD CAPE CORPS
Wyatt Anderson
ON THE FIRST DAY OF NOVEMBERRR
OF EIGHTEEN NINETY-THREEEE
WE FOUGHT THE MATABELE
AT THE BATTLE OF BEMBESI
Ryder Gonzalez
Napalm sticks to kids!
Samuel Richardson
This song sucks shut up
Aaron Carter
We formed a laager on the hill at mid-day for to rest
We saw an Insukamini regiment towards the west
We swung the seven-pounder 'round; let a big one fly
And from the east the Amaveni gave their battle cry.
Luis Miller
BUT ALL YOU'VE BROUGHT THE FOLKS AROUND HERE IS TROUBLE
Aaron Ortiz
MOONMAN MOONMAN CAN'T YOU SEE
SPICS AND NIGGERS NEED TO HANG FROM TREES
Justin Clark
I fucked my black wife today, today was a good day.
Cooper Sanchez
TANKS LINED UP IN THOUSANDS, FAR AS THE EYE CAN SEE
Xavier Hall
HEY EVERYBODY DID THE NEWS GET AROUND 'BOUT A GUY NAMED BUTCHER PETE
OL' PETE JUST FLEW INTO THIS TOWN AND HE'S CHOPPIN' UP ALL THE WOMEN'S MEAT
Julian Butler
AND YOU'VE ONLY ADDED MISERY TO THEIR STRIIIIIIFEE
Aiden Flores
FIGHTING FOR OUR LIBERTY
WITH TREASURE, BLOOD, AND TOIL
Aaron Clark
I AM THE ONE
ORGASMATRON
THE OUTSTRETCHED GRASPING HAND
MY IMAGE IS OF AGONY
MY SERVANTS RAPE THE LAND
Austin King
La historia cuenta que un rey a las cruzadas se fue a defender a su Dios
Espada en mano mató, muerte y desolación fue sembrando a su paso
Proclamó su religión
Como estandarte de fé
Y con la excusa expulsó
A su enemigo el infiel
Tierra Santa
Santa tierra
Por ti mi vida he de dar
Se oyen gritos
De batalla
Pero un nombre se oirá
Tierra Santa, Santa tierra
Por ti mi vida he de dar
Se oyen gritos de batalla
Pero un nombre se oirá...
Isaac Rogers
OOOOOOHHHHHHH OOOOHHHHH OHHHH OOOOOOHHHHHHH OOHHHH
Ryder Scott
FIRST TO THE BATTLE, FIRST TO THE FEAST, DESTINY WAITING
NO RETREAT...RETREEEEAAT
Chase Gutierrez
I got a Mackinaw and a huntin' dog
and a cap that I ordered from the catalogue
Carter Murphy
THEY'LL LOOK HIGH AND THEY'LL LOOK LOW
>THEY'LL LOOK EVERYWHERE WE GO
BUT WHEN THE SINNERS FIND US WE WON'T HIDE
Michael Myers
They'll come loud and they'll come fast,
but we shoot first and we can last
Matthew Gutierrez
WE SHOOT THE SICK THE YOUNG THE LAME WE DO OUR BEST TO KILL AND MAME BECAUSE THE KILLS ALL COUNT THE SAME
NAPALM STICKS TO KIDS
Parker Lewis
HES HACKIN AND WACKIN AND SMACKIN HES HACKIN AND WACKIN AND SMACKIN HES HACKIN AND WACKIN AND SMAKIN HE JUST
HACK
WACK
CHOPIN DAT MEAT
Isaac Sullivan
THE BRAVEST OF THE BRAVE COULD NEVER MATCH THE MAXIM GUN
Nathaniel Price
SWEEEDDDIIISH PAAAAGANS MARCHING ASHORE
FORGED IN VALHALLA BY THE HAMMER OF THOR
>looks at sweden today
>cries.
Hudson Stewart
OUT FROM ASGARD A VIKING SHIP SAILS
NEVER TO TURN BACK AGAIN
Juan Morales
Know that many men will suffer,
Know that many men will die,
Half a million lives at stake,
At the feilds of Passchendaele
And as the night falls
The general calls
And the battle carries on
And on
What was the purpose of it all?
Dominic Sanders
EIGHTEEN KIDS IN A NO FIRE ZONE
BOOKS UNDER ARMS AND GOING HOME
LAST IN LINE GOES HOME ALONE
NAPALM STICKS TO KIDS
>CHUCK IN A SAMPAN SITTING IN THE STERN
>BUT HE DON'T THINK HIS BOAT'LL BURN
>FUCKIN' GOOKS DON'T THINK HIS BOAT WILL BURN
COBRAS FLYING IN THE SUN
KILLING GOOKS IS MUCHO FUN
KILL ONE WHO'S PREGNANT, SON
ITS TWO FOR ONE
NAPALM STICKS TO KIDS
>SHOOT CIVILIANS WHERE THEY SIT
>TAKE SOME PICTURES AS YOU SPLIT
>ALL YOUR LIFE YOU'LL REMEMBER IT
>NAPALM STICKS TO KIDS
NVA ARE ALL HARD CORE
FLECHETTES NAIL 'EM DOWN TO THE JUNGLE FLOOR
THROW P S Y O P S OUT THE DOOR
NAPALM STICKS TO KIDS
>GATHER KIDS AS YOU FLY OVER TOWN
>BY THROWING CANDY ON THE GROUND
>GREASE 'EM WHEN THEY GATHER ROUND
>NAPALM STICKS TO KIDS
Lincoln Diaz
Keep your rifle by your side
singin’
Oh LORD this earth was made for us
Oh LORD this sinful life just aint enough
Thomas Brown
ONE MILE
NO SWEAT
TWO MILE
BETTER YET
THREE MILE
I CAN MAKE
FOUR MILE
YOU CAN MAKE
OOH
AHHH HAAA
I SAID YEAH
AHHH HAAA
Lincoln Gutierrez
Come all ye wild colonials and listen to my tale;
A story of bushrangers' deeds I will to you unveil.
'Tis of those gallant heroes, game fighters one and all;
And we'll sit and sing:
"Long live the King, Dunn, Gilbert, and Ben Hall".
Ben Hall he was a squatter bloke who owned a thousand head;
A peaceful man he was until arrested by Sir Fred.
His home burned down, his wife cleared out,
His cattle perished all;
"They'll not take me a second time",
Says valiant Ben Hall.
John Gilbert was a flash cove, and John O'Meally too;
With Ben and Bourke and Johnny Vane
They all were comrades true.
They rode into Canowindra and gave a public ball.
"Roll up, roll up, and have a spree",
Says Gilbert and Ben Hall.
They took possession of the town, including the public-houses,
And treated all the cockatoos and shouted for their spouses.
They danced with all the pretty girls and held a carnival.
'We don't hurt them who don't hurt us,'
Says Gilbert and Ben Hall.
They made a raid on Bathurst, the pace was getting hot;
But Johnny Vane surrendered after Micky Burke was shot,
O'Meally at Goimbla did like a hero fall;
'The game is getting lively,'
Says John Gilbert and Ben Hall.
Then Gilbert took a holiday, Ben Hall got new recruits;
The Old Man and Dunleavy shared in the plunder's fruits.
Dunleavy he surrendered and they jagged the Old Man tall -
So Johnny Gilbert came again
To help his mate Ben Hall.
John Dunn he was a jockey bloke, a-riding all the winners,
Until he joined Hall's gang to rob the publicans and sinners;
And many a time the Royal Mail bailed up at John Dunn's call.
A thousand pounds is on their heads -
Dunn, Gilbert, and Ben Hall.
"Next week we'll visit Goulburn and clean the banks out there;
So if you see the troopers, Just tell them to beware;
Some day to Sydney city We mean to pay a call,
And we'll take the whole damn country,"
Says Dunn, Gilbert, and Ben Hall.
by Anonymous Oceania
Ryder Roberts
ANGEL OF DEEEEEAAAAAATTTHHHH
Jordan Williams
So we'll take a stand 'cuz we must protect our land
Keep your rifle by your side
Blake Ward
T'was on a dreary New Years Eve
As the shades of night came down
A lorry load of volunteers approached a border town
There were men from Dublin and from Cork, Fermanagh and Tyrone
And the leader was a Limerick man - Sean South from Garryowen
Ryan Wood
AND I JUST LOVE YOUR RACIST WAYS, I GUESS THATS WHY THIER MOMS BLACK AND YOUR SO GREAT
Blake Gonzalez
It took eighteen men and fifteen months to finally run Claude down,
In the sage outside of Paradise they drove him to the ground.
Convicted up in Idaho, manslaughter by decree
Thirty years at maximum, but soon Claude would break free.
Andrew White
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword:
His truth is marching on.
Glory, Glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps,
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps:
His day is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:
"As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal";
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel,
Since God is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! Be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Our God is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me.
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Our God is marching on.
(Yes, I know it's a Civil war song.)
Owen Cox
i cry every time, just like pic/link related
Adam Gomez
That's fucking hilarious if you give it a calypso angle!
Don't stop now, let's see where you can take this.
Ian Miller
Quit throwing your chicken bones on the sidewalk
Spics need to learn some English- talk
Connor Stewart
ON A SMALL MISSOURI FARM, BACK WHEN THE WEST WAS YOUNG
TWO BOYS LEARNED TO ROPE AND RIDE, AND BE HANDY WITH A GUN
Samuel Jenkins
A young man I carried me pack and lived the free life of the rover. On the murrays green basin and the dusty outback, I waltzed my Matilda all over. Then in 1915 my country said son, it's time you stop rambling there's work to be done. So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun and sent me away to the war
Eric bogle version is better imo
Eli Hill
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
And we'll all stay free
Praise the Lord and swing into position
Can't afford to be a politician
Praise the Lord, we're all between perdition
And the deep blue sea
Yes, the sky pilot said it, you gotta give him credit
For a son of a gun of a gunner was he
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
And we'll all stay free
Praise the Lord and swing into position
Can't afford to be a politician
Praise the Lord, we're all between perdition
And the deep blue sea
Yes, the sky pilot said it, you gotta give him credit
For a son of a gun of a gunner was he
Shouting, 'Praise the Lord, we're on a mighty mission
All aboard, we ain't a-goin' fishin'
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
And we'll all stay free'
Praise the Lord
(Praise the Lord)
And pass the ammunition
Praise the Lord
(Praise the Lord)
And pass the ammunition
Praise the Lord
(Praise the Lord)
And pass the ammunition
And we'll all stay free
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
And we'll all stay free
Benjamin Moore
YOUR CONCERN IS NOT TO HELP THE PEOPLE
James Sanchez
Need to follow the burnburn sandcastle campaign around and play this whenever they speak
Liam Price
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
As the ship pulled away from the Quay
And amidst all the tears,
Flagwaving and cheers
We sailed off for Gallipoli
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I really like Liam Clancy's rendition.
Jackson Powell
CAUSE BABY YOU'RE ALL THAT I WANT
AND I FOUND YOU HERE IN MY ARMS
Liam Mitchell
This version is based. I love the Pogues, and Shane's version is grimdark and brings to mind the futility of surviving. But this Clancy lad sings it the way it was meant to be. A protest song by a lad who actually waltzed a Matilda once.
Justin Bell
IT'S JUST A BALL OF DUST
UNDERNEATH MY FEET
IT ROLLS AROUND THE SUN
DOESN'T MEAN THAT MUCH TO ME
I TAKE A CHANCE AT THE EDGE OF LIFE
JUST LIKE ALL THE REST
I LOOK INSIDE AND DIG IT OUT
'CAUSE THERE'S NO POINT IN SECOND BEST
Carson Cruz
Gayer than 2 dudes fucking
Jason Cox
Cringing out of my mf head right now
Evan Diaz
Now if the traitors in the South should ever cross our roads,
We'll drive them to the divil, as Saint Patrick did the toads;
We'll give them all short nooses that come just below the ears,
Made strong and good of Irish hemp by Irish volunteers.
Jeremiah Phillips
THE WILD NGUBO WITH THE FIERCE MBISU ON THEIR RIGHT
CAME CHARGIN' FROM THE NORTHERN BUSH, THEY WERE A FEARFUL SIGHT
AND NEAR SIX THOUSAND WARRIORS, WE STOPPED THEM ON THE RUNNNN
THE BRAVEST OF THE BRAVE COULD NEVER MATCH THE MAXIM GUN
Joshua Morgan
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I saw a big fat crocodile
I said, "I see you eat in style"
But the croc said, "Man, it's easy
"I catch the terrs as they swim the Zambezi"
>I saw a big magandanga
>He set an ambush for a car
>And much to his surprise
>The car was full of RLIs
I saw a hippopotamus
He was making lots of fuss
There was something stuck in his throat
It was a terr in a blow-up boat
>I saw a terr on a bundu track
>He had a landmine in his pack
>When the troopies opened fire
>They found his head in Bulawayo
Lincoln Lopez
Make his fight on the hill in the early day
Constant chill deep inside
Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey
On the fight, for they are right, yes, by who's to say?
For a hill men would kill, why? They do not know
Stiffened wounds test there their pride
Men of five, still alive through the raging glow
Gone insane from the pain that they surely know
For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls
Take a look to the sky just before you die
It is the last time you will
Blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky
Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry
Stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery
He hears the silence so loud
Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
Now they see what will be, blinded eyes to see
For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls
Connor Brown
>Oi Wuz Joompin' Een and outta Choppers Naow for months
Noah Gray
Screw you, we're from Texas.
Screw you, we're from Texas.
Blake Ross
Caleb Lopez
What is the name of this song?
Tyler Nelson
Come all of you my brother scouts
And join me in my song
Come let us sing together
Thought the shadows fall so long.
Of all the old frontiersmen
That used to scour the plain
There are but very few of them
That with us yet remain.
Day after day they’re dropping off
They’re going one by one
Our clan is fast decreasing
Our race is almost run.
There were many of our number
That never wore the blue
But faithfully they did their part
As brave men tried and true.
They never joined the army
But had other work to do
In piloting the coming folks
To help them safely through.
But brothers we are falling
Our race is almost run
The days of elk and buffalo
And beaver traps are gone.
Oh the days of elk and buffalo
It fill my heart with pain
To know these days are past and gone
To never come again.
We fought the redskin rascals
Over valley hill and plain
We fought him in the mountain top
And fought him down again.
These fighting days are over
The Indian yell resounds
No more along the border
Peace send far sweeter sounds.
But we found great joy old comrades
To hear and make it die
We won bright home for gentle ones
And now our West good-bye.
Henry Brown
A baby sucking on his mothers tit, gooks in a .50 pit. Dow chemical doesnt give a shit. Napalm sticks to kids.
Michael Mitchell
Based John Edmond poster.
Sebastian Wood
"Country Trash" by Johnny Cash
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Wyatt Lopez
A COMRADE ON ME LEFT AND ANOTHER ONE ON ME RIGHT
AND A CLIP OF AMMUNITION FOR ME LITTLE ARMALITE!
Lincoln Long
WELL THIS BRAVE RUC MAN CAME MARCHING DOWN OUR STREET
SIX HUNDRED BRITISH SOLDIERS HE HAD LINED UP AT HIS FEET
“COME OUT YE COWARDLY FENIANS, COME ON OUT AND FIGHT!”
HE CRIED “I’M ONLY JOKING!” WHEN HE HEARD THE ARMALITE!
Eli White
Genuine post for the Rhodie boys in the thread, I've got a John Edmond book at home that has all the lyrics and sheet music from the troopie song albums, the anyone wants any lyrics or notation on any song I'll post them in this thread of is still alive later on.
Also.
ITS A LONG WAY TO MUKUMBURA!
ITS A LONG WAY TO JAWL!
Angel Ramirez
And if another Joseph Stalin
Or his old big daddy Marx
Should raise their heads in America the free
Would those down home-folks stand idle
While the hammer and the sickle flew
Above the flame that burns on liberty
Michael Edwards
We need to start over with a better song.
>my eyes have seen the glory of the
Eli Bennett
ROLAND WAS A WARRIOR
FROM THE LAND OF THE MIDNIGHT SUN
WITH A THOMPSON GUN FOR HIRE
FIGHTING TO BE DONE
Noah Turner
>CLIP
Austin Baker
...
Grayson Gomez
TRAMPLING OF THE ZOO
Adrian Campbell
TO THE TOWN OF AGUA FRIA RODE A STRANGER ONE FINE DAYYY
Parker Nguyen
SEE YOU AT THE CROSSROADS
SO YOU WON'T BE LONELY
Evan Watson
>autism
Nathaniel Martinez
>If I should fall to rise no more,
>As many comrades did before,
>Then ask the fifes and drums to play.
>Over the hills and far away.
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Zachary Foster
>Hey, Jetzt sind wir die Tommies!
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Jeremiah Powell
>cumming of the lord
Anthony Miller
ON THE FIRST DAY OF NOVEMBER, OF 1893, WE FOUGHT THE MANBELE AT THE BATTLE OF BEMBESI
Nicholas Sanchez
SHOW ME THE POWER CHILD
I'D LIKE TO SAY
THAT I'M DOWN ON MY KNEES TODAY
Nicholas Moore
Fear no danger shun no labor pick up rifle pike and saber
TO ARMS
William Morgan
SO FUCKING CLOSE
Jaxson Phillips
WAR BROKE OUT BETWEEN THE STATES
AND THEY SIGNED UP WITH QUANTRILL.
IT WAS OVER IN CLAY COUNTY,
THAT FRANK AND JESSIE FINLLY LEARNED TO KILL
Luis Cook
I'M IN YO LIFE IMNA FUCK THAT SHIT UP
PICK UP THE SHELLS
NIGGA I WON'T GET CAUGHT
Jaxon Martinez
Two dudes fucking is romantic. Three dudes fucking is gay,