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Pray for the poor bald eagle Felled by a bullet from a gun Killing eagles is surely illegal You better harness your weapon and run Play for the old bald idiot Who pays to see your ****** old band It's him who keeps hollering "Play Free Bird" When you've just finished playing "Free Bird" He's an idiot Killed a majestic bald eagle Someone took photos Isn't that also illegal? Just an idiot weilding deadly propulsion clinching the deal with precise aim He's no amateur Just sloppy, careless Might as well be an amateur Don't feel sorry for the creep He killed a big old bald eagle Stay in your homes, for no reason leave Comfortably dumb in the webs that you weave Trapped by the ridiculous things you believe Pray for the eagle, and grieve Now you come to realize Roy Orbison was the man But you never played any of his songs In your dreadfully ****** old band The crowd could chant "Pretty Woman" For all the good it would do Your ****** old band couldn't play it Even if they wanted to
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Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 12:11 AM UTC
Eagle Felled
Pray for the poor bald eagle Felled by a bullet from a gun Killing eagles is surely illegal You better harness your weapon and run Play for the old bald idiot Who pays to see your ****** old band It's him who keeps hollering "Play Free Bird" When you've just finished playing "Free Bird" He's an idiot Killed a majestic bald eagle Someone took photos Isn't that also illegal? Just an idiot weilding deadly propulsion clinching the deal with precise aim He's no amateur Just sloppy, careless Might as well be an amateur Don't feel sorry for the creep He killed a big old bald eagle Stay in your homes, for no reason leave Comfortably dumb in the webs that you weave Trapped by the ridiculous things you believe Pray for the eagle, and grieve Now you come to realize Roy Orbison was the man But you never played any of his songs In your dreadfully ****** old band The crowd could chant "Pretty Woman" For all the good it would do Your ****** old band couldn't play it Even if they wanted to
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Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 12:11 AM UTC
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