| Keep Your Grubby Paws Off Of My Flag copyright 1994 I'm tired of all you hooded bums paradin' in the streets, with the flag my Grandpa fought for, hung shamefully at your feet! You clowns should swap them hoods you wear for a wrinkled paper bag! 'Cause you ain't fit to shine the shoes, of the men who bore that flag! And you neo-nazi skinheads! Who the hell do you think you are! You've got no right to wear my flag tattooed upon your arm! Go adopt the skull and crossbones, as a banner for your hate, and leave St. Andrew's Cross alone, or better still, don't hate! For a hundred years you've shamed those gallant warriors in gray, but us Southerners have had enough, and a new war starts today! We're taking back the Stars and Bars, and the Stainless Banner too! No longer will they bear the shame, brought on by fools like you! So consider this as good advice, from a hound whose tail don't wag..... Don't touch what don't belong to you! AND KEEP YOUR GRUBBY PAWS OFF OF MY FLAG! |