DANCE, MOTHERFUCKER!!!!
"Honour 2003"-- VNV Nation
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V-N-V Na-tion. Hon-our Why thou-sand thrye
Passive fields. January two thousand and twelve.
A nation that stands alone.
Cold voices, faces pale,
gathered unto their judgement day.
Such pride remains unbroken.
Such words remain unspoken.
Just mothers to stand in vain and cry.
Tears and medals in the rain.
Shall I recall when justice did prevail?
No reason to be found why reason did fail.
The all clear resounding.
The way was clear to rebuild this land.
Shall I call on you to guide me well,
To see our hopes and dreams fulfilled?
On this day of our ascensi- ascensi- ascensi- ascension.
"DANCE, MOTHERFUCKER!"
"Notify ground troops... Notify ground troops..."
The all clear resounding.
The way was clear to rebuild this land.
Shall I call on you to guide me well,
to see our hopes and dreams fulfilled?
On this day of our ascension,
On this day, we praise the fallen- fallen- fallen- fallen.
Stand your ground this is what we are fighting for.
For our spirit and laws and ways.
Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war.
For heaven or hell we shall not wait.
Shall I think of honour as lies
Or lament it's aged slow demise?
Shall I stand as a total stranger
On this day in this stone chamber?
"DANCE, MOTHERFUCKER!"
"Notify ground troops... Notify ground troops..."
Stand your ground this is what we are fighting for.
For our spirit and laws and ways.
Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war.
For heaven or hell we shall not wait.
Shall I think of honour as lies
Or lament it's aged slow demise?
Shall I stand as a total stranger
On this day in this stone chamber?
Stand your ground this is what we are fighting for.
For our spirit and laws and ways.
Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war.
For heaven or hell we shall not wait.
Shall I think of honour as lies
Or lament it's aged slow demise?
Shall I stand as a total stranger
On this day in this stone chamber?
"Notify ground troops... Notify ground troops..."
"Notify groun- Notify groun- Notify groun- Notify ground troops."
god the fuck damn, man. i suppose it's no surprise to me, that just when i'm at my angriest, most upset, got that "world's against me" feeling and everyone i love and care for turns a cold shoulder on me, leave it to that cocksucker moose to push me over the edge. fat fucker. between melissa running out on me, my car dying out on me, money being shaken out of me, and everything else weighing the burden of a thousand tons, a thousand years and a thousand worlds being thrust on me, haven't i had quite a motherfuckinough on my plate? and here this prick thinks he can (quite literally) throw his weight around on me and try to be intimidating? fuckstick gets every goddam thing he's ever wanted in his precious little life. every car he'd ever dreamed of, every video game known to man, all the guns and ammo an army could ever want, fucking movies, friends, family who'll kiss his ass, other peoples wives who'll fuck him, and now he's a sergeant. motherfucker, when i became a sergeant i earned that shit. busted my ass to get where i was. now here i am, because of HIM. because of him, here i am at this new security company, at the bottom of the food chain- my credentials from the last company apparently don't mean a cold shit in a summer breeze to this one. and why? because he's in charge and he said "apply now. because it's now or never." i wanted to hold off, to wait for my vacation time from 411, but no. now here i am, and he's my boss. fucker. i swear he needs a good italian necktie or something. asshole fucked my wife, ran off most of my friends, and sat on his ass for two years at his job. always late for work, he was. always, everyday. and now that he's fucking the captain, surprise! he gets a goddam promotion. unreal, i say. fucking the cap is supposed to be a terminal offense, both to captain and to whoever she's sharing her kooter with. but he gets awarded for it! and now, what? he wants to pick on me? calling my cellphone on my days off trying to intimidate me into ratting out other people in the company that the dynamic duo (that's what i'm calling this little fuckaree) suspects of insubordination. comes out to my site to bully me into conjouring up lies about other employees so's he can get them canned. i'm not his pet, nor his fuckin slave. if anything that asshole should be on his knees thanking me for not having his ass fired for fucking my wife! and yes, that is also against company policy, yet another thing he has gracefully gotten away with. funny if you think of it, a man of his size and laziness accomplishing anything with any sense of grace. so i won't cooperate. and what does he decide to do when i refuse to lie for him? he fucking writes me up for some bogus shit that happened like a week ago. i was late to work. fine. hell, i'm the only one out there at that site. nobody would have even known i was late if i hadn't told them. just trying to do my job and be a good employee by being honest. and i waited and waited for them to write me up for it. instead they said they appreciated my honesty and were willing to overlook it. but now, it seems this isn't the case. just because some other guy, a friend of mine in the company called out sick. he called out sick, it was my day off, my car sucks, so i called and asked him if i could borrow his. i tell him i'm going to take it up to rack n roll, and he's like "cool, man. just be careful." he had just bought this car like 2 weeks ago. so i'm up at rack n roll and captain shows up. dude calls and asks me where i'm at (i'd had his car for about 3 hours at that point). told him i was at rack and captain was there, and he flips on me. says "bring my car back now!" and when i walk out to the parking lot all the sudden i understand. she (captain) had parked her car right next to his, and obviously thought he was there, playing hookie from work. so moose calls my cellphone and asks if i'm having a good time with kieth (my frind with the new car) at rack n roll. i told him he wasn't there, that it was just me, but he of course didn't buy it. anyways, kieth gets called into the main office the next day and the general asks him if he was really sick. they talked it out and he was able to prove his own innocense. but now last night at work moose came out and tried to push the envelope even further. said i was just trying to cover for him. i was like, it was my day off, so i have nothing to gain from lying about it, and nothing to lose by telling the truth. besides, it's kieth's ass, not mine. he wasn't there. i took his car. it was just me. but moose is all "i don't believe you. you're covering for him. that's fucked up. blah- blah- blah." so i asked him about my tardy, if he'd heard any news, and if i was going to be punished for it. he said not to worry about it, that nothing was going to happen. then he leaves me alone and drives off all pissy. so a few hours later he comes back and asks me if i want any overtime. i said "sure." and then after all that bullshit was said and done with, he wrote me up for the fucking tardy. ASSHOLE MUNCHING SON OF A BITCH MOTHERFUCKER! that fucking bratty-ass, spouse-thieving, boss-fucking, michelin man/uncle fester cloned mama's boy. i hate him! hate hate hate HIM! YOU'RE FIRED, MOOSE! got that?! i don't know when or how, but i'll make it happen if you don't mind your fucking place and watch your goddamned step. you might be my supervisor but you're not a fucking saint, as much as you'd like to think you are. and unlike everyone else, i know the truth about you, so mind your peaces and fucking quiets when it comes to me. grrrrr.
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V-N-V Na-tion. Hon-our Why thou-sand thrye
Passive fields. January two thousand and twelve.
A nation that stands alone.
Cold voices, faces pale,
gathered unto their judgement day.
Such pride remains unbroken.
Such words remain unspoken.
Just mothers to stand in vain and cry.
Tears and medals in the rain.
Shall I recall when justice did prevail?
No reason to be found why reason did fail.
The all clear resounding.
The way was clear to rebuild this land.
Shall I call on you to guide me well,
To see our hopes and dreams fulfilled?
On this day of our ascensi- ascensi- ascensi- ascension.
"DANCE, MOTHERFUCKER!"
"Notify ground troops... Notify ground troops..."
The all clear resounding.
The way was clear to rebuild this land.
Shall I call on you to guide me well,
to see our hopes and dreams fulfilled?
On this day of our ascension,
On this day, we praise the fallen- fallen- fallen- fallen.
Stand your ground this is what we are fighting for.
For our spirit and laws and ways.
Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war.
For heaven or hell we shall not wait.
Shall I think of honour as lies
Or lament it's aged slow demise?
Shall I stand as a total stranger
On this day in this stone chamber?
"DANCE, MOTHERFUCKER!"
"Notify ground troops... Notify ground troops..."
Stand your ground this is what we are fighting for.
For our spirit and laws and ways.
Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war.
For heaven or hell we shall not wait.
Shall I think of honour as lies
Or lament it's aged slow demise?
Shall I stand as a total stranger
On this day in this stone chamber?
Stand your ground this is what we are fighting for.
For our spirit and laws and ways.
Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war.
For heaven or hell we shall not wait.
Shall I think of honour as lies
Or lament it's aged slow demise?
Shall I stand as a total stranger
On this day in this stone chamber?
"Notify ground troops... Notify ground troops..."
"Notify groun- Notify groun- Notify groun- Notify ground troops."
god the fuck damn, man. i suppose it's no surprise to me, that just when i'm at my angriest, most upset, got that "world's against me" feeling and everyone i love and care for turns a cold shoulder on me, leave it to that cocksucker moose to push me over the edge. fat fucker. between melissa running out on me, my car dying out on me, money being shaken out of me, and everything else weighing the burden of a thousand tons, a thousand years and a thousand worlds being thrust on me, haven't i had quite a motherfuckinough on my plate? and here this prick thinks he can (quite literally) throw his weight around on me and try to be intimidating? fuckstick gets every goddam thing he's ever wanted in his precious little life. every car he'd ever dreamed of, every video game known to man, all the guns and ammo an army could ever want, fucking movies, friends, family who'll kiss his ass, other peoples wives who'll fuck him, and now he's a sergeant. motherfucker, when i became a sergeant i earned that shit. busted my ass to get where i was. now here i am, because of HIM. because of him, here i am at this new security company, at the bottom of the food chain- my credentials from the last company apparently don't mean a cold shit in a summer breeze to this one. and why? because he's in charge and he said "apply now. because it's now or never." i wanted to hold off, to wait for my vacation time from 411, but no. now here i am, and he's my boss. fucker. i swear he needs a good italian necktie or something. asshole fucked my wife, ran off most of my friends, and sat on his ass for two years at his job. always late for work, he was. always, everyday. and now that he's fucking the captain, surprise! he gets a goddam promotion. unreal, i say. fucking the cap is supposed to be a terminal offense, both to captain and to whoever she's sharing her kooter with. but he gets awarded for it! and now, what? he wants to pick on me? calling my cellphone on my days off trying to intimidate me into ratting out other people in the company that the dynamic duo (that's what i'm calling this little fuckaree) suspects of insubordination. comes out to my site to bully me into conjouring up lies about other employees so's he can get them canned. i'm not his pet, nor his fuckin slave. if anything that asshole should be on his knees thanking me for not having his ass fired for fucking my wife! and yes, that is also against company policy, yet another thing he has gracefully gotten away with. funny if you think of it, a man of his size and laziness accomplishing anything with any sense of grace. so i won't cooperate. and what does he decide to do when i refuse to lie for him? he fucking writes me up for some bogus shit that happened like a week ago. i was late to work. fine. hell, i'm the only one out there at that site. nobody would have even known i was late if i hadn't told them. just trying to do my job and be a good employee by being honest. and i waited and waited for them to write me up for it. instead they said they appreciated my honesty and were willing to overlook it. but now, it seems this isn't the case. just because some other guy, a friend of mine in the company called out sick. he called out sick, it was my day off, my car sucks, so i called and asked him if i could borrow his. i tell him i'm going to take it up to rack n roll, and he's like "cool, man. just be careful." he had just bought this car like 2 weeks ago. so i'm up at rack n roll and captain shows up. dude calls and asks me where i'm at (i'd had his car for about 3 hours at that point). told him i was at rack and captain was there, and he flips on me. says "bring my car back now!" and when i walk out to the parking lot all the sudden i understand. she (captain) had parked her car right next to his, and obviously thought he was there, playing hookie from work. so moose calls my cellphone and asks if i'm having a good time with kieth (my frind with the new car) at rack n roll. i told him he wasn't there, that it was just me, but he of course didn't buy it. anyways, kieth gets called into the main office the next day and the general asks him if he was really sick. they talked it out and he was able to prove his own innocense. but now last night at work moose came out and tried to push the envelope even further. said i was just trying to cover for him. i was like, it was my day off, so i have nothing to gain from lying about it, and nothing to lose by telling the truth. besides, it's kieth's ass, not mine. he wasn't there. i took his car. it was just me. but moose is all "i don't believe you. you're covering for him. that's fucked up. blah- blah- blah." so i asked him about my tardy, if he'd heard any news, and if i was going to be punished for it. he said not to worry about it, that nothing was going to happen. then he leaves me alone and drives off all pissy. so a few hours later he comes back and asks me if i want any overtime. i said "sure." and then after all that bullshit was said and done with, he wrote me up for the fucking tardy. ASSHOLE MUNCHING SON OF A BITCH MOTHERFUCKER! that fucking bratty-ass, spouse-thieving, boss-fucking, michelin man/uncle fester cloned mama's boy. i hate him! hate hate hate HIM! YOU'RE FIRED, MOOSE! got that?! i don't know when or how, but i'll make it happen if you don't mind your fucking place and watch your goddamned step. you might be my supervisor but you're not a fucking saint, as much as you'd like to think you are. and unlike everyone else, i know the truth about you, so mind your peaces and fucking quiets when it comes to me. grrrrr.