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Ok, here's another strange one. I was feeling a little political at the time. I wondered why everyone is screaming to shut down our borders when we were founded on immigration. It's what we're here for. All you have to do is read the words of Ms. Liberty herself.
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Lyrics
Death Before Dishonor
Drop your cocks and grab your socks, boy!
Get on the truck, boy!
It’s time to be a hero, boy!
Don’t you know that you'll be a hero?
Don’t you want to be a hero?
Chorus
Honor thy mother,
And honor thy father,
And honor thy country,
And honor no other,
And that’s what they’ll tell you,
And that’s what they’ll sale you,
And honor no other
Lady liberty she’s no mystery
She’s just a gift from France
That you’ll never see dance
She stands in the light of the day as beacon
For hope, she cries out in the night, boy!
Give me your tired,
Give me your poor, boy!
Give me your homeless, boy!
I’ll never close the door, boy!
Close the door boy!
Close the door boy!
Chorus
Chorus Reeat
What’s happen to that country I love, boy?
What’s happen to the land that I love, boy?
It seems like everyone’s screaming close the door, boy!
Close the door, boy!
Close the door, boy!
Chorus
Death before dishonor,
Is what they say, boy!
So give me your tired,
Give me your poor, boy!
Your huddle masses,
Yearning to breath free, boy!
The retched refuse,
Of your teaming shore, boy!
Send these the homeless,
Tempest tos’t to me,
I lift my lamp beside the Golden Door, boy!
Close the door, boy!
Close the door, boy!
Close the door, boy!
Chorus
Chorus Repeat
End
Drop your cocks and grab your socks, boy!
Get on the truck, boy!
It’s time to be a hero, boy!
Don’t you know that you'll be a hero?
Don’t you want to be a hero?
Chorus
Honor thy mother,
And honor thy father,
And honor thy country,
And honor no other,
And that’s what they’ll tell you,
And that’s what they’ll sale you,
And honor no other
Lady liberty she’s no mystery
She’s just a gift from France
That you’ll never see dance
She stands in the light of the day as beacon
For hope, she cries out in the night, boy!
Give me your tired,
Give me your poor, boy!
Give me your homeless, boy!
I’ll never close the door, boy!
Close the door boy!
Close the door boy!
Chorus
Chorus Reeat
What’s happen to that country I love, boy?
What’s happen to the land that I love, boy?
It seems like everyone’s screaming close the door, boy!
Close the door, boy!
Close the door, boy!
Chorus
Death before dishonor,
Is what they say, boy!
So give me your tired,
Give me your poor, boy!
Your huddle masses,
Yearning to breath free, boy!
The retched refuse,
Of your teaming shore, boy!
Send these the homeless,
Tempest tos’t to me,
I lift my lamp beside the Golden Door, boy!
Close the door, boy!
Close the door, boy!
Close the door, boy!
Chorus
Chorus Repeat
End
PrototypeEightyOne
..great work on the lyrics, and the whole song flows nicely. Your vocal work on this is solid man, and those drums are tight. Great work.