Monday, March 17, 2014

Favorite Son

So, I found out the other day that one of my friends joined the marines.
....
I'm not sure what I think about that. He says it gives him something to live by, a code, something that gives his life purpose. But what good is a purpose, when that purpose is to kill other people? And why is it OK for us to do it, but so wrong for other countries? We says we're the good guys, but then again, so does everyone else!

Truth is: there are no good guys in real life. And even id there were, they wouldn't wear red, white, and blue!

A clean cut all american! Really 'ain't so clean! His royal auditorium! Is a murder scene!
Its your favorite son!
Its your favorite son!

Well noone says its fair...to turn teenage lush, to a millionair!




NOW WHERE'S YOUR FUCKIN CHAMPION?!?
 On a panty raid!
He's not the all american, that you thought you paid!

It's your favorite son!
It's your favorite son!
It's your favorite son!
But isn't it a drag?

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