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Red Flag play list.







Take the children and yourself
And hide out in the cellar
By now the fighting will be close at hand
Don't believe the church and state
And everything they tell you
Believe in me, I'm with the high command
Can you hear me, can you hear me running?
Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you?
Can you hear me, can you hear me running?
Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you?
There's a gun and ammunition
Just inside the doorway
Use it only in emergency
Better you should pray to God
The Father and the Spirit
Will guide you and protect from up here
Can you hear me, can you hear me running?
Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you?
Can you hear me, can you hear me running?
Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you?
Swear allegiance to the flag
Whatever flag they offer
Never hint at what you really feel
Teach the children quietly
For some day sons and daughters
Will rise up and fight while we stand still
Can you hear me, can you hear me running?
Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you?
Can you hear me, can you hear me running?
Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you?
Can you hear me, can you hear me running (can you hear me calling you?)
Can you hear me hear running, can you hear me calling you?
(Can you hear me running) Can hear me running (can you hear me calling you)?
Can you hear me
Hear me calling you
(Can you hear me running) hear me running, babe
Can you hear me running (hear me running)
Calling you
 
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Whoa, thought it was a nightmare
Lord, it's all so true.
They told me, "Don't go walkin' slow
'Cause Devil's on the loose."
Better run through the jungle
Better run through the jungle
Better run through the jungle
Whoa, don't look back to see.
Thought I heard a rumblin'
Callin' to my name.
Two hundred million guns are loaded
Satan cries, "Take aim!"
Better run through the jungle
Better run through the jungle
Better run through the jungle
Whoa, don't look back to see.
 


Armageddon time is coming soon.
The fires will turn us all into dust
And we will be judged one last time -
You, your son and me.

The days will turn black, you soon will see.
Soon we'll all be swinging from a tree.
Pray your neck breaks when a rope gets tight.
Pray your mother isn't there to see.

Ooooh, ooooh, woe is me.
The state has put a date on me.

We will all be standing in a row.
Fires of death chewing at our shoes
And we'll all be wearing navy blue.
All our earthly goods we'll also lose.

Ooooh, ooooh, woe is me.
The state has put a date on me.

Armageddon time is coming soon.
The fires will turn us all into dust.
And we will be judged one last time.
You, your son and me.

Ooooh, ooooh, woe is me.
The state has put a date on me.
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Armageddon time is coming soon.
The fires will turn us all into dust
And we will be judged one last time -
You, your son and me.

The days will turn black, you soon will see.
Soon we'll all be swinging from a tree.
Pray your neck breaks when a rope gets tight.
Pray your mother isn't there to see.

Ooooh, ooooh, woe is me.
The state has put a date on me.

We will all be standing in a row.
Fires of death chewing at our shoes
And we'll all be wearing navy blue.
All our earthly goods we'll also lose.

Ooooh, ooooh, woe is me.
The state has put a date on me.

Armageddon time is coming soon.
The fires will turn us all into dust.
And we will be judged one last time.
You, your son and me.

Ooooh, ooooh, woe is me.
The state has put a date on me.
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Jesus Christ that hurt my ears.
 
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I can't stand it, I know you planned it
I'mma set it straight, this Watergate
I can't stand rockin' when I'm in here
'Cause your crystal ball ain't so crystal clear
So while you sit back and wonder why
I got this fuckin' thorn in my side
Oh my god, it's a mirage
I'm tellin' y'all, it's sabotage
So, so, so, so listen up, 'cause you can't say nothin'
You'll shut me down with a push of your button
But, yo, I'm out and I'm gone
I'll tell you now, I keep it on and on
'Cause what you see, you might not get
And we can bet, so don't you get souped yet
Scheming on a thing, that's a mirage
I'm trying to tell you now, it's sabotage
Why
Our backs are now against the wall
Listen all y'all, it's a sabotage
Listen all y'all, it's a sabotage
Listen all y'all, it's a sabotage
Listen all y'all, it's a sabotage
I can't stand it, I know you planned it
I'mma set it straight, this Watergate
But I can't stand rockin' when I'm in this place
Because I feel disgrace because you're all in my face
But make no mistakes and switch up my channel
I'm Buddy Rich when I fly off the handle
What could it be, it's a mirage
You're scheming on a thing, that's sabotage
 
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Image result for metallica meme black album
 
There aint going to be a soundtrack. Contrary to what the movies portray, It’s going to be dirty, gritty, and bloody. Most likely with you and your family dead. Then your name and family will be dragged through the media portrayed as the next timothy mcviegh or david koresh. They’ll paint you as a child rapist and whatever else works. Think of your automatic reaction when you hear in the news about a child molester and how you instantly accept whatever their telling you because anything else is too horrible.

There will be no glory or music. Anyone who stands will suffer the same fate as most the founding fathers. And gents, if you follow the rest of the story on what happened to them and their families.....it’s horrifying. Enjoy the idea of a soundtrack if you must, but reality is going to be a lot different.
 
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There aint going to be a soundtrack. Contrary to what the movies portray, It’s going to be dirty, gritty, and bloody. Most likely with you and your family dead. Then your name and family will be dragged through the media portrayed as the next timothy mcviegh or david koresh. They’ll paint you as a child rapist and whatever else works. Think of your automatic reaction when you hear in the news about a child molester and how you instantly accept whatever their telling you because anything else is too horrible.

There will be no glory or music. Anyone who stands will suffer the same fate as most the founding fathers. And gents, if you follow the rest of the story on what happened to them and their families.....it’s horrifying. Sorry i ruined your “soundtrack” party.


My alarm system includes loud music.
 
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Psychological Warfare. Worse than what noriega got.



Baby Shark Baby shark, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Baby shark, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Baby shark, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Baby shark! Mommy shark, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Mommy shark, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Mommy shark, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Mommy shark! Daddy shark, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Daddy shark, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Daddy shark, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Daddy shark! Grandma shark, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Grandma shark, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Grandma shark, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Grandma shark! Grandpa shark, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Grandpa shark, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Grandpa shark, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Grandpa shark! Let’s go hunt, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Let’s go hunt, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Let’s go hunt, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Let’s go hunt! Run away, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Run away, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Run away, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Run away! Safe at last, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Safe at last, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Safe at last, doo doo doo doo doo doo. Safe at last! It’s the end, doo doo doo doo doo doo. It’s the end, doo doo doo doo doo doo. It’s the end, doo doo doo doo doo doo. It’s the end!




This is the song that never ends,
yes it goes on and on my friends,
some people; started singing it not knowing what it was,
and they'll continue singing it but only just because...

The video I picked is 10 hours long.

Another good one

iatu tstá paridi paridon ladin
taridin landinks ta du lari bi da bi da laru
badiru piranku riganku queaki bikanku arata
thah thah iara bida bidin labari standi
lande landou abari bakitah baripari pari biribiribiri stande landou iabari las di lan de iarou ara barah barah barah
baravadu iavu baris dali lasnde landou
badah kuda gadah gadu du de iarou ......

Basically phonetically inspired Finnish gibberish.
 
If the Boog were to have a soundtrack, it would be old Metallica songs. Y'all know I'm right.
Nah. Sabaton.

War is coming swiftly
The border is closing in
We’re a company of soldiers
We’re 40 rifles strong

All alone
Stand alone

Ardenner ground is burning
And Rommel is at hand
As the Blitzkrieg’s pushing harder
The war is all around!

All around
Hold your ground!

Fight for 18 days of battles
No odds are on our side
Few will fight for all
Until the bullets are gone

We! We will resist and bite!
Bite hard, cause we are all in sight
We! We take up arms and fight!
Fight hard, resist and do what’s right!

No matter our fighting
Their numbers will still count
We’re outgunned and few in numbers
We’re doomed to flag or fail

We fought hard
Held our guard

But when captured by the Axis
And forced to tell the truth
We will tell them with a smile
We will surprise them with the laugh

We are all
We were all

We were told to hold the border
And that is what we did
Honoured by our orders
In despite of our foe

Gloria fortis miles
The Wehrmacht’s closing in
Adversor et admorsus
The Boar against the Eagle

Gloria fortis miles
The Wehrmacht’s closing in
Adversor et admorsus
The Boar against the Eagle
Music: Brodén / Lyrics: Brodén / Sundström
 
An oldie, but more relevant than ever:



Vote With a Bullet

The number in nations
The God in their hearts
The justice in swine
The devil in God

This long hand that breaks our backs
Still casting shadows on all that we see
Unjustified mercy killing is just a feeling
To keep our numbers from being free

Prison for praise is not worth thinking
Sin is still in and our ballots also shrinking
So unleash the dogs the only solution
Forgive and forget, fuck no I'm talking about a revolution

The prophet man's got a needle in his hand
Draws his dreams from your soul bleeding minds into sand
The years of the fear has arrived decades too late
And our right to stand and fight is now solely sealed in fate

Prison for praise is not worth thinking
Sin is still in and our ballots also shrinking
So unleash the dogs the only solution
Forgive and forget, fuck no I'm talking about a revolution

One last chance mission with a vision
'Cause our lives are just cards in their stack
Our time is short but theirs is shorter
How much longer can they hold us back

Prison for praise the obvious answer
Once had power mad living disaster
Don't fuck with me 'cause I'm on a freedom train
That bears no name this time I'm voting with a bullet

This view they once knew made our nooses too tight
This justice in swine this Devil in God
So God bless my soul, I've got total control
And the cross hairs lined up dead in my sight
I'm voting with a bullet.
 
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I'm surprised no one has mentioned Metallica's "Don't Tread On Me"



Don't tread on me
I said, don't tread on me
Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail
Once you provoke her, rattling of her tail
Never begins it, never, but once engaged
Never surrenders, showing the fangs of rage
I said don't tread on me

So be it
Threaten no more
To secure peace is to prepare for war
So be it
Settle the score
Touch me again for the words that you'll hear evermore
Don't tread on me

Love it or leave it, she with the deadly bite
Quick is the blue tongue, forked as lighting strike
Shining with brightness, always on surveillance
The eyes, they never close, emblem of vigilance
Oh no, no, no don't tread on me

So be it
Threaten no more
To secure peace is to prepare for war
So be it
Settle the score
Touch me again for the words that you'll hear evermore

Don't tread on me
So be it
Threaten no more
To secure peace is to prepare for war
Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail
Once you provoke her, rattling on her tail

So be it
Threaten no more
To secure peace is to prepare for war
So be it
Settle the score
Touch me again for the words that you'll hear evermore
Don't tread on me