1. |
Hu Lao Gate
03:33
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Hu Lao Gate
Is a level on a videogame
Where the journey begins
Where we start the campaign
Where me and the lads
Sun, Cao, and Liu
Must defeat Dong Zhou
As Zhang Fei and Guan Yu
A villain appears
A monstrous man
Upon a red horse
A halberd in hand
Run away
If you fight him you'll lose
Don't be a hero
We've got a mission to do
Run away
If you fight him you'll lose
Don't be a hero
We've got a mission to do
Run away
Don't be a hero
Run away
Don't be a hero
I make this mistake
In my life all the time
I get distracted
I forget what, how, and why
My career
My family and friends
My addiction recovery
My phases and trends
Don't pursue
Lu Bu
Go to Hu Lao Gate
And attack Dong Zhou
Run away
Don't be a hero
Run away
Don't be a hero
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2. |
Pressgang Martyr
03:47
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Here lies,
An unknown stranger,
Died in the mud,
Thrust into danger.
Left his home,
To earn his family some gold,
Travelled an ocean,
And now his body is cold.
I don’t want to fight.
I won’t pick a side.
Sailed into Georgia,
He was given some leave,
So he went for a drink,
And he was well-received.
Woke up in the morning,
With a gun to his head,
A signed contract before him,
That he couldn’t have read.
I don’t want to fight,
And I won’t pick a side.
When the ship came home without him,
His family must have felt discarded,
But he was on a battlefield,
His troop was bombarded.
I don’t want to fight
And I won’t pick a side.
I don’t want to fight.
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3. |
The Draft
02:26
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The news came through by telegram
It hit me like a battering ram
The header read "WE NEED YOU SAM"
We're short here on the front
You might be shocked, so here's the story:
"YOUR PRESENCE HERE IS MANDATORY"
You'll join the boys for Death or Glory
We'll see you in a month
I'm not ready
Not sure I'll ever be
No dodging
This compulsory decree
The end of living
At least this version of me
If I'm terrified
Do you think they'll release me?
I'm fucked.
I read the rules, I double checked
I can't conscientiously object
And morally I can't defect
I suppose I'm off to war
I'll swap this farm of burgundy
For lonely blues of that country
I'll miss you all so terribly
But what's nostalgia for?
For a government
That got me in this state
For friends
Who I anticipate
Will forget me
By the time I'm twenty eight
For a land
Indifferent to my fate
The grass
Will rise
To replace all the shapes
That I made with my footprints
When snow
Falls in December
You'll never remember
That I was here in the first place
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