English Teeth, English Teeth!
Shining in the sun
A part of British heritage
Aye, each and every one.

English Teeth, Happy Teeth!
Always having fun
Clamping down on bits of fish
And sausages half done.

English Teeth, HEROES' Teeth!
Hear them click! and clack!
Let's sing a song of praise to them -
Three Cheers for the Brown Grey and Black.

Running down m shirt down my sleeves,
the knife slides across my wrists with many more cuts to receive,
i was not okay but i didn't tell,
Because everyone else is well,
Why would you care about a person like me,
when we think so differently,
Slowly trickling down my leg,
Enough to fill a keg,
The one i finished the other night,
To soften the memories of my last fight,
Choking on the blood as it fills my lungs,
knowing now that whats done is done.

So Lonely
So Sad
All of them I knew
Left without a clue.
Just wanted to talk a bit
Like a candle wanna be lit.
So Lonely
So Sad
Wish Some one could just Chat.

I went to the canyon
To see the sights
To read the writes
To meet the heights
The heights were high
The lows were right
But something didn’t click

The tears didn’t run
The breath wasn’t taken
Yeah it was cool but I’m not mistaken
I wanted to be blown off that cliff
But the wind fell short, the air was stiff

Never have I met my sense of awe
I hope we’ll meet someday
I’m holding out hope that I find my strike
That I’ll be blown away

All military salutes we honor
It’s more than Red, White and Blue
It’s the brave and the chosen few
Our hearts we continue to pray
God’s protection being our relay
Let the fight on struggles to end one day
This I pray were sustaining the battlefield stay
The fallen always having a place in my heart
I hear soul spirits chanting in the distance, “Carry on, but remain strong”
Drums that beat, but with the tone in don’t give in to defeat
Missiles that fly, but remain alert with continued courage, but don’t cry
Carry on Soldier you were meant to be
Eyes of the world we all can see
The world continues to give applause
Salute again and again
It’s Veterans Day
There are many words one could say
Yet it is my appreciation in every way
I will salute you until the mission is done
Keep your military stance at every chance
It’s doesn’t matter of rank as you will advance
Music in your honor is playing and I hear a Band and a flute
Battle Hymn Republic
My eyes see victory
It’s God’s glory
Keep marching to the mission drums until the battle is truly won
My prayers continue and will stay in place
Move from the shadows and into the sunlight
What is a plight, but it will continue to be God in might
Yet battles take time until won
Onward Soldiers, you will be always number one.