Sorry sir, but it’s those damn hillbillies again.
We’re not gonna take It
no, we ain’t gonna take It
we’re not gonna take it anymore
We’ve got the right to choose and
there ain’t no way we’ll lose it
this is our life, this is our song
We’ll fight the powers that be just
don’t pick our destiny ’cause
You Don’t Know Us, You Don’t Belong!!
We’re not gonna take it
no, we ain’t gonna take it
we’re not gonna take it anymore
You’re so condescending
your gall is never ending
we don’t want nothin’, not a thing from you
your life is trite and jaded
boring and confiscated
if that’s your best, Your Best Won’t Do!!
We’re Right/yeah
We’re Free/yeah
We’ll Fight/yeah
You’ll See/yeah
We’re Not Gonna Take It!!
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I couldn’t think of a way to say it any louder.
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My trip to the mountains has been delayed due to rain. Hopefully I can go Saturday.
When one tugs at a single thing in nature; he finds it attached to the rest of the world.
Sweet!
Rock on! Power to the people!
Reminds me of a few months ago, Shirley and I were having supper with some friends at Olive Garden here in Charleston. Shirley was showing them her new book, which then was just getting ready to be released. Guess who came in at that same time and sat at the table immediately across from us…none other than the devils minion himself, Bill Raney. Up close, he really does look like the evil chef off of the cartoon movie, Ratatouille!!
We kept talking about MTR and how horrible it was, he would shoot us some dirty looks but never said anything. We’d have chewed him up if he had of!!
We pretty much conveyed to him the very message Denny outlined in this post!
Good Job.
Matthew
Thanks Matthew.
I don’t know what I would have done but being in the coalfields we don’t usually have to contend with the leaders of the fools of coal. They know better than to show their beady eyes in my neck of the woods.