Burgundy (To the tune of Let It Be)
When I find my France in times of trouble Don't Pass Me Lies (To the tune of "Don't Pass Me By") [A quick note: this one focuses on perhaps the three greatest sources of first year lies. The first verse/chorus is a call/response for England going to the Channel. The second verse/chorus concerns dialogue between a conciliatory German and a jilted Russian over Sweden. The third verse/chorus is between Turkey and Russia over the Black Sea.] Nothing in my inbox. On the old hard drive. Nothing but invective In broadcast now will fly I didn't want to make it But Berlin said you'd try I don't want Brest! Does this mean you don't trust me anymore? 1st Chorus: Don't pass me lies, don't make me cry, don't make excuses 'Cause you know England, I see through your ruses You'd better know, I hate you so. That fleet had better go. You told me lies. You made me cry. I hear the plots a'forming 'Tween Moscow and London. You know I really love you This year take Sweden But the Archduke sent me money My kids need medicine! "Three builds too much"!? Does this mean you don't trust me anymore? 2nd Chorus: Don't pass me lies, don't make me cry, don't make excuses 'Cause you know Kaiser, I see through your ruses You'd better know, I hate you so. To the Baltic I will go. You told me lies. I hope you die. I'm sorry someone lied to you- Yes, it really quite unfair. We DMZed the Black Sea But somehow my fleet's there. You sent me press filled with hate And said that we're through. But that's alright, I'm waiting here Just waiting to here from you! 3rd Chorus: Don't pass me lies, don't make me cry, don't make excuses 'Cause you know Sultan, I see through your ruses You'd better know, I hate you so. That fleet had better go. You told me lies. I hope you fry. Here Comes the Hun (To the tune of Here Comes The Sun)
Here come the Huns Yesterday Yesterday, all you jackals seemed so far away, Now it looks as though you're here to stay Oh I believe in yesterday. Suddenly, I'm at half the dots I used to be, There are sharp knives sticking out of me Oh, bad fortune came suddenly� Why they had to stab, I don't know, they didn't say. I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday. Yesterday, Dip was such a friendly game to play, Now I need a place to hide away, Oh, I believe in yesterday� |
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Eva Vandergeld
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