"raiders" poems
warthogs for men singing amen
i ink my scars with a ball point pen
buffalo grass and ******
they want *** but won't die
i want *** but it's not me
they tell me that I'm pretty
i smoke **** in a blazing forest
i feel as rubbery as a curious tourist
and plenty of coke goes in my nose
i bleed headaches, when it rains it snows
i'm dreaming of a white christmas, i suppose
with my squad when i don't want to feel alone
i make lies but can't hide like room raiders
i cut up coke for all my haters
with a side of oxy
tells me that I'm foxy
right before he knocks me
my brain goes on high alert
i can taste my stomach
because cake was yesterday's desert
i say that we're proxies
i take the red pill
some like oxys
some like bikini ****
some nights aren't so chill
some brains are mentally ill
but he doesn't like to feel, y'feel
tell me if you want a
*** flavored banana
a broken heart from havana
or to drink my coke flavored blood
dragging me through the mud
whoops
son of sam
touch my **** like we're not fam
drug me if you want to slam
my head off the coffee table
i'll choke on fear until i'm not stable
i pretend i'm in a fable
this can't be real
does he not feel
break it off and shove it down my throat
cut me into pieces
make a blood moat
oak splinters suffered through winters in my spine
find you in jail and you ask if i'm fine
i break off rhymes like i break out grams
shaking because of a spiked promise
i wish i wasn't here
i wish i wasn't here
sham in the garden of clouds. when you 'fuck' you want people around
when i cry, you hear no sound
buffalo grass and ******
they **** off but ask why
my box in their face
i don't want to be in this place
Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 6:32 PM UTC
1
Grey sky greyer sea
a litter of rocks balance
coat bright hat blue mittens striped
as on these November steps
you collect the gifts of the ebb tide
2
Glint green this living tapestry echoes
Jilly’s field with tractor not Devon
but salt-flats rocky revetments moorland rising
a map crossed by a chiromatic line
our destiny marked out on this concrete wall?
3
Beached clinkered double-ender
a bay-courser sjekte strand-crunched
fit once for Viking raiders two abreast
now daubed with tin ends of patriotic paint
a sea-steed hobbled hard on the shore
4
Bow faced a sea helmet thrice rope strapped
slow moulded over the boat builder’s ribbanded jig
a spanglehelm of wood
curved sheer straked plank bilged a tuck stern
raising its proud head seaward
5
Viewed from the air a map rolls out
north to the tilted curve of the horizon’s rim
cloud scattered mountained red
betwixt seas sun chalked wine-stained a volcanic isthmus
provokes desert the western waste land of a brooding city
6
Oh face of ropes knot eyed!
you blue cheeked wide smiler
wild wild your head of hair
beachcombed and splayed
wrapped on the sternest post
7
She sewed sugar kelp on the sea shore
a sporophyte with sheltered frond
strap-like stem stiff and smooth
of the species saccharina a spring-tide
stalk set among substrates shells and stones
8
I the camera turned and caressed
by her slight fingers (the pinky raised)
my viewfinder close to her blue grey eye / I
focus on this kelp-needled novelty feel her breath
wait for the thumb press the electronic click
9
Here is the beach walked in darkness
the fishermen shadows against the moonstruck ebb
fingers laced the sea’s breath in our ears
wave upon wave un-folding on the sand and later
we unfold then draw back in love’s relentlessness
Sep 15, 2012
Sep 15, 2012 at 4:09 AM UTC
We come as warriors, we come as raiders, and as slavers. We take what we want, we are Vikings. We raid and we pillage, for our gods, and for our sons. Feel our wrath in battle for we have no fear. For when we fall we join our brothers in Odin's hall.
Oct 20, 2016
Oct 20, 2016 at 8:41 PM UTC
Lizard King, on the bar, from rooftops
and over your legacy you took a swirling a ****
drunk on blood with a treacherous witch high off acid.
Grabbing your junk and exposing your genitals onstage
passing out, failing the test of life and yet making the grade.
You became and overweight bearded *******
weary and heavy like your poetic incoherent rambles
with a voice like Sinatra when you really wanted to,
like your average intoxicated uncle when you gave less of a ****
in the studio, recording frustrations while getting ********
Opening the doors to the eyes of delusion and distortion
the crystal ship sailed without causing so much confusion
as to who you are, who you were and who you aspired to be
the next great American wordsmith,
“Light My Fire” is a fine tune, please sing it for me,
without cussing me out, calling me a sellout and everything in between.
Breaking through to the other side of madness
wheels falling off riding by your roadhouse blues
some might say Val Kilmer made an even better you
a mirror image of the decimated natives of your youth.
Abruptly moved to France to be the next Pepe Le Pew
but instead took a ****** bath to the afterlife.
Some loved your talent, others thought you made a prettier corpse
so tonight I’ll toast your legacy of leather pants
frat boy good looks, ****** off rants, Raiders on the Storm
and checking out right after Hendrix you inconsiderate ******
I still love you though, with my heart crossed
dearly dearest quintessential *******
Jim Morrison.
Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 2:57 PM UTC
-A lament by the preteen Queen of Mesopotamia.
Late September,
During summer,
My great kingdom was obliterated by raiders.
My poor people,
Young and feeble,
Were all mercilessly butchered by those strangers.
Every temple,
Made of beryl,
Was then looted and set on fire by their archers!
And as for me,
A preteen Queen,
Slavery is now my role for their vile leaders!
Sep 27, 2020
Sep 27, 2020 at 9:53 PM UTC
Brian Allan is a punk
A punk a punk
Brian Allan is a punk
Who is so cool
You see I watch concerts
Cause I love them I love them
Brian Allan is a punk
And is the coolest dude around
You see watches Sydney swans in the footy and supports the raiders despite them only winning when they have no hope
Brian Allan is a punk a punk a punk
Yes Brian Allan is a punk
And he is so cool
You see he likes watching boxing to see who will win the title and if a geeky kid was being bullied he would come up to hassle the bully
Only to get locked in the locker next to the geek
You see Brian Allan is a punk
A very fine punk is he
He never gets into very much
Strife and dude can he be cool
You see Brian Allan gets wasted at parties turning the people away but deep down Brian Allan is a cool punk who really loves life in the way of being positive
Not worrying about the bad
Just stay positive in your life
Aug 28, 2018
Aug 28, 2018 at 3:48 AM UTC
Bills, Browns, Chicago Bears
Broncos, Bengals, Buccaneers
Raiders, Ravens, Rams, and Redskins
Giants, Eagles, Texans, Titans
Falcons, Jaquars, Jets, and Dolphins
Niners, Vikings, Pats and Lions
Seahawks, Saints, The Colts and Chargers
Cowboys, Chiefs, The Green Bay Packers
Cardinals, Steelers and The Panthers
Now, it's time to watch what matters
Hope you have an awesome year
I'll be watching with my beer
May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 9:35 AM UTC
~
*...he dreamt of her,
the one who could dance about
twin suns in cantina lace,
course through the veins
like power converters,
and scare far more
than a pack of raiders on the prowl.
...she who laid out
in the sands of Anchorhead,
and became a seductive sculpture,
her howls mixing with the wind
through Beggar's Canyon,
and turning into flame,
ascended like nomadic campfire
in an ocean of night
as far off as Mos Eisley.
...the one resembling Camie,
who bought farm water
for her off-world thirst,
he dreamt of her, you know,
he dreamt they would inevitably marry,
and settle down deep in the feral
of their desert love.*
~
Mar 4, 2023
Mar 4, 2023 at 1:21 PM UTC
the raiders show, full time report, 21 march 2015, we ****
as we draw the final curtain, the raiders **** again
it was a great start but then they faded away
just like they usually do
you see the raiders were woeful, especially in the 2nd half
no i am discusted oh yeah
it was the worst match, back to the old drawing board
johnny’ thanks and what a woeful performance in the end, by the raiders, and it actually is a hard
job picking the raider of the match, only one raider scored in the second half, but here is sue longways
with the raider of the match, horrible effort
sue’ yeah, johnny, it was a horrible effort but the raider of the match goes to brett austin, now brett what went wrong
brett’ well, sue, we were woeful in that second half, and the dragons were just too good
sue’ yeah, were you thinking victory, at half time, maybe too over confident so to speak
brett’ yeah, maybe we were over confident in the first half, but the dragons got 8 points before the break, and
then another 14, well, anyway, terrible match
sue’ anyway here is the raider of the match medallion, congrats and now here is bob from gordon
bob’ and now we draw the final curtain, the raiders **** again
it was a really terrible game, buddy a terrible match for the raiders team
yeah the raider, ya know they do **** it was a woeful game
what happened to the hopeless raiders, ya know the raiders ****
what is wrong with the mighty raiders, they didn’t look so mighty tonight
why couldn’t the raiders win it, i think it’s just that their hopeless
sue’ and now here is johnny brown with his jingle, not our johnny brown, johnny from duffy
johnny’ we are on the rocking horse caused by the raiders losing
you see we rocked all day long
they are sitting on the rocking horse, all day long, my love
i wished our raiders won
you see, the raiders had a bad match, good start, but hopeless finish
really the raiders faded, yeah, what a woeful effort, yeah woeful effort woeful effort yeah mate ****** yeah
sue’ thanks johnny brown, and now back to our johnny brown
johnny’ thanks sue, that was a terrible match and to make matters much worst, we play the roosters next game
and i say, we’ll lose to the roosters next week and here is micheal with his jingle
micheal, go the dragons, we kicked some ****** ***
go dragons, we showed some fucken class
yeah the mighty st george, oh yeah, yeah they were great in the end
go dragons kick some ****** *** go dragons, show some ****** class
go the dragons go the dragons, dragons won true blue, GO DRAGONS
johnny’ ok now everybody it’s beer o’clock and the raiders were given a football lesson, a rootball lesson
and we have the reason to give canberra much credit, except for the first 18 points
CATCH YA NEXT TIME raiders show fans
DRAGONS OVER RAIDERS 22 - 20
Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 4:52 AM UTC
hi dudes
i have just done my first raiders show, for 2015
the raiders beat the sharks 24-20, it was a great win
my show, is on youtube, at AAA YOUTUBE TV
now, what youtube is doing for me, it is making
me lose all the stutter and flap, and improve future
generations from looking ******** no i don’t think i am ********
but i do believe people tease on the internet,
to disclose views, cause i don’t want to be treated like a man
i am too cool to be a man, and i would like if people treat me like i am famous
or treat me like a person, i know my voices aren’t real
and i am saying goodbye to my voices now
you see you can view my youtube clips or videos on twitter and faceboiok
and just because i have no views, on youtuibe, people are probably looking at it
youtube views don’t count on twitter and Facebook, i am smart enough ya see
i hate being treated like a hooligan just because i like people doing burnouts on the road and loud music
i know people are watching me, i am a star on twitter and Facebook
youtube views yeah, but i am famous other places too
i am not a freak, i just ignored that voice
keep watching me, it’ll be nice to meet ya
i am smart enough, the views i look at are youtube views rat’s all
people like me, i can see in conversation
remember i am twitter, Facebook and youtube
i am cool, my work is out there
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 7:21 AM UTC
Beware young and old alike
for the place that is a scary sight.
Its the Pirate's Cove
sure enough, by jove.
Protected by Sunset Reef,
raiders there will come to grief.
There amongst the shoals
many here have lost their souls.
Daring ones who venture
there by skiff,
often fail to spy their shack,
under the cliff.
The shack is there
though hard to see.
Tattered and weathered
and leaning alee.
Their fighting ship
is hard to seek,
for its hidden well up
the nearby creek.
Bloodthirsty pirates
ready to take your life,
to poke you or stab you
with their long, sharp knife.
In the early morning
they may be snoring,
after a wild night
of drinking and sporting.
Pray not wake them
or you risk your life,
by tasting the
bite of their trusty knife.
Seeking their chests
filled with gold
may land you down
in the depths so cold.
So lads and lasses
stay away
and live to see
another day.
Feb 7, 2020
Feb 7, 2020 at 6:48 PM UTC
Spent my New Year's eve
staring at my walls.
They have not always been these four,
should have been walking out the door.
Leave without making sure I'm missed.
Dressed warmly,
with some solid shoes,
and a smile as wide as the rust belt.
Feeling like I can't loose,
hoping to find something to make the pain melt.
It didn't melt, it froze,
In the Colorado cold.
I did it to people that were old bros.
Makes me really ill.
How did I make it this low?
My soul is as smelly as some fermenting sourdough.
Wish we were between our four walls.
Twelve ***** and a cement goose,
48 beers feeling like we can't loose.
Probably put someone in a noose.
Leave the facade at that tree,
or else you cannot talk to me.
Golly ******* gee,
lets go to the mailbox to ***
Give us all a good laugh like hehe.
those were the walls I wish I stared at,
covered in Tyvex home wrap,
and all kinds of other crap.
With more memories than we can all remember,
until we meet after we go to the big slumber,
and hang out together with Hoone, Buffet, Slug, and all the others that were with us,
at our highest of highs,
and lowest of lows.
for now life doesn't blow.
it's all about the food,
and not the show.
Hope that wasn't rude,
yet it seems I need to go.
Where... not sure but out that door is all I know.
new job, city, state, country, career...
where to go, not ******* sure,
but hopefully to fix all the wrongs I have ever done,
can't even think of a funny pun,
thinking that I am shunned, and on the run.
Feeling like I should give up and be done,
but I don't want to get rid of the two things that make me feel whole,
my memories and my love.
all I got left to get me to the
new place to be at,
maybe get a cut,
and a new Oakland raiders hat,
possibly a new Louisville bat.
Mar 8, 2013
Mar 8, 2013 at 3:43 PM UTC
NIGHT RAIDERS
To plant a seed and watch it grow
Is one of life's sweetest moments
You water it in and keep it wet
Until it peeps above the ground
Last thing at night you take a look
Pumkins and peas, nice and green
Why think about all the hard work
You think about things you'll eat
Wake in the morning full of hope
Pick up the hose the veg to soak
But Alas!!! what do we have here?
Only stalks are left, Oh dear!!!
What is it sneaking around at night?
Leaving no trace except in it's mouth
Dashing all my hopes to the ground
Not a sign of my veg to be found
Sep 22, 2011
Sep 22, 2011 at 9:55 PM UTC
I sense the rain diggin' into my brain harder than a migraine
So I take tokes of the Mary Jane simple and plain
huh
Things ain't the same ever since you came
Into my life from the kids to my universal wife
Married to the cosmos so I can expose
Myself to energy that was left
Of my consciousness
Sick of the the nonsense
I'm feelin' dry wipe the tears from God's eye
Never knew why?
How I'm feelin' the madness filled with sadness
Which I could reverse the pains fillin' soon to burst
Out of emotion life's a constant commotion
as my thoughts sink deeper than an ocean
Many can't stand the rain....
It's early in the morning I'm bawling crawling
In my sleep as my chakras begin to creep
I'm in too deep peep
the madness running around
Percolating soon to drown what's that sound
I'm hearing voices of past choices block out the
noises
visions of a gloomy glare though no one's there
Just prefigured destiny
of a hidden enemy
A closed vessel soon to open into a portal
A worm hole corticals swole so know the protocol
I'm the first and the last
baby girls you more than just a piece of *** as I clash
Like opposite magnets attached
To your love
Beautiful dove spreading wings
Above
Take flight away into the golden disc
Givin' us a sun kiss
Many can't stand the rain...
Now that the rain done poured mother nature stored
Mankinds sins into the ground but then again
Let the madness re-ascend cuz the roots been
Tampered with so many mental caskets
Scared to wake up cuz they love being dead
Chasin' bread scared of every thing they red
On the frontlines of newspapers stop catching the vapors
Undercover raiders energy creator I'm dark as Vader
From alpha to omega the worlds a stage of
Actors and actresses leave no witnesses
Once the sun comes out begins a new drout
Should have caught the raindrops before it stopped
Many can't the rain...
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 4:29 AM UTC
My condition is incongruent with the common presence
Black sheep identity burning eyes and hesitance
I move in a manner like weight attached lumbering
Unsure of myself, with no partner stumbling
Swimming in a glass half full and inattentive
Sloppy script pen tip like bull with red incentive
Reference to constructed concept subjective inference
Marker to my darker being written in this instance
Possessive and persuasive visitor leads me to temptation
Takes unpredictable control of my mental weather station
Precipitates with hate and tears me down with its erosion
Art starts with rain pain soon becomes an ocean
My breathing is done in desperate gasps
A fight for oxygen’s healing
Suddenly I am miles away
Far beyond the ceiling
Moving at the speed of light time slowing to a crawl
Cranium contained tragically between these walls
I wake to similar circumstances not changed to satisfaction
Expect a sedentary death from drone of human interaction
Hungry and reestablished, reminded now of morning
Clear mind and consequence come forth with no forewarning
Death lingers in the white noise that gestures from the mental
I open the gates to raiders as they pilfer sacred temple
Nov 13, 2010
Nov 13, 2010 at 5:35 AM UTC
Tremors and aftermath
Resonate through the soul
Toppling confidence
And shaking foundations
Hectic mayhem
Everyday
Deadlines to meet
Marching ever closer
Preparations to be done
Finishing? Well, almost
Never
Efforts paid
Going up in flames
The smoke covering
The living daylight
And also suffocates
Raiders and robbers
Stealing what's dear
Taking everything away
Killing hopes and dreams
I am starting to fear
Seven days
Seven twins
Maybe fourteen
Or more
They come and go
On and off
Much as I wouldn't want anyone
To know
The seawall held together
By a single thread
Of sheer willpower
Waves slosh
And threaten to spill
And the thread strains
To hold
Oct 24, 2013
Oct 24, 2013 at 11:41 AM UTC
Cup and Ring
My rings made in a circle
were carved in summer warm
slowly gowing in the rock
while our child took form
so when you leave the heather
or go beyond the sea
the carvings carry memories
of how you came to me
We spent the summer in the hills
through calm and rain and gales
and as we lay together
we dreamed a thousand tales
You left me in the winter
slain by raiders from the sea
but my rings of stone remember
that short summer we were free
Mar 24, 2011
Mar 24, 2011 at 7:17 AM UTC
I FEEL LIKE PARTYING, AS I AM A SUCCESSFUL YOUTUBE PARTNER
I AM WALKING DOWN CYBER SPACE
PUTTING ON SHOW AFTER SHOW
AND I AM GETTING VIEWS AFTER VIEWS,
YEAH THAT SOUND SO RAD
YOU SEE I DID THIS NEW YEARS EVE SHOW, 13 DAYS AGO
ASND MY FIRST NEW YEAR TIGER SHOW, HIT 31 VIEWS
I FEEL SO POPULAR, I AM FAMOUS, OH YEAH
OH YEAH, I WANNA BE IN THIS JOB, IT SATISFIES ME
YOU SEE I AM A YOUTUBE PARTNER
I FLY AROUND CYBER SPACE ENJOYING MYSELF OH YEAH
I AM A YOUTUBE PARTNER
NOTHING COMES AT POINTING THE FINGER
CAUSE I AM HAVING FUN, AGAIN
YOU SEE, I PUT MY ART, ON FACEBOOK
AND I HAVE LOADS OF FUN
AND I TELL CONSERVOS, THEY CAN GO AND **** A LEMON, OH YEAH
PLEASE BUDDHA I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO
WHEN I HIT THE BIG TIME, WITH A DOLLAR TUCKED IN MY NEW YORK STOCKS
BUT THAT ISN’T ME, AND I WANNA BE, IN THE JOB THAT SATIFIES ME
I AM A YOUTUBE PARTNER, I FLY AROUND CYBER SPACE, ENJOYING MYSELF OH YEAH
I AM A YOUTUBE PARTNER, ENJOYING THE PARTY FROM THE VERY START TO FINISH
YOU SEE, I GET ALL THE PEOPLE THINKING I’M COOL
I KNOW I CAN ANNOY, BUT I AM WITH THE PEOPLE THAT WOULD ENJOY
ALL THE STUFF I PUT ON, LIKE MARKY MARK AND THE FUNKY BUNCH AND BARNESY YEAH SOUNDS SO RAD
AND THEN I LOOK AT MY VIEWS AGAIN 30 HERE, AND 12 THERE A LOT UNDER 10 AND A FEW IN THE 20S
AND MY NEW YEAR TIGERS SHOW, GOT 31 VIEWS, LAST YEAR AARON CLAYTON PUT ON A OVER 200 VIEWS
FOR THE RAIDERS SHOW, AND I WANNA BE IN THE JOB THAT SATISFIES ME
I AM A YOUTUBE PARTNER FLYING AROUND CYBER SPACE, WANTING PEOPLE TO NOTICE ME
I AM A YOUTUBE PARTNER, I AM ENJOYING AND LOVING LIFE, THAT’S SO RAD
CAUSE I AM A YOUTUBE PARTNER, I NEVER PUT A FOOT WRONG, I AM ENJOYING LIFE
I AM A YOUTUBE PARTNER, I WANT TO BE A HOUSEHOLD NAME, WELL, I AM ALREADY NAILED IT, YEAH
I AM A YOUTUBE PARTNER AND PROUD OF IT
31 VIEWS IN 13 DAYS FOR MY NEW YEARS TIGER EPISODE
I AM A YOUTUBE PARTNER, AND PROUD OF IT
AND I WILL CELEBRATE THAT AT THE MALL
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 5:12 PM UTC
There was once a raid
On a little Kansas town
All the raiders were killed
All except just one
He lived to tell their story
And to explain the reason why
"We was seeking glory,
We didn't mean to die"
RLB
Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 10:13 PM UTC
Vampires
by Michael R. Burch
Vampires are such fragile creatures;
we fear the dark, but the light destroys them . . .
sunlight, or a stake, or a cross—such common things.
Still, late at night, when the bat-like vampire sings,
we heed his voice.
Centuries have taught us:
in shadows danger lurks for those who stray,
and there the vampire bares his yellow fangs
and feels the ancient soul-tormenting pangs.
He has no choice.
We are his prey, plump and fragrant,
and if we pray to avoid him, he prays to find us,
prays to some despotic hooded God
whose benediction is the humid blood
he lusts to taste.
Published by Monumental Moments (Eye Scry Publications), Weirdbook, Gothic Fairy and Raiders’ Digest. Keywords/Tags: vampires, fragile, creatures, stake, cross, dark, darkness, light, bat, bat-like, shadows, fangs, pangs, prey, blood, lust, lusts, red, lips, night, voice, sings, darkness, evil, incarnate, soul, hell, tormented, pale, eyes
Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 11:32 PM UTC
He cast's a long shadow
in the cool morning sun
striding with purpose
the job must be done
Out by the woodshed
quietly does he
make his presence known
by whistling softly
For many years now
he loved what he seen
the good and the bad
and all in between
Over the years
the joy's drained away
making this job seem
harder each day
***** long hours
spent oh silently
crouched in the shadow
of the old growth trees
Waiting for a sign
surely there will be
another visitation
patience is the key
He prepares himself
so stolidly does he
for the visitors
he must receive
Scare them away
any way that he can
keep the homes safe
from raiders of the land
Invaders without conscience
intent on the feed
no malice intended
but will not concede
The problem arose
because of what we
thought was a kind thing
was not to be
Disrupting the law
that nature provides
giving courage to those
by feeding their kind
Soon there becomes
no other way
to deal with the problem
the beast must be slain
So wearily the man
slowly does raise
rifle to shoulder
then he does pray
Pray that his aim's true
quick it will be
no pain for the critter
whatever it may be
Woe be to him
now he sit's silently
crying so softly
alone in the trees
Jun 19, 2013
Jun 19, 2013 at 10:46 PM UTC
It is the end of the football season
And the Canberra Raiders
Are in the 4 with just one
Round to go
The raiders crowd will be cheering loud
The players will be pushing to
Get to the grand
You see they need to lose the faders name
So the only way to do that yeah
Is train really hard
And then win the match they are in
It is the football season
And the Sharks are there and
So are the storm
And our Canberra Raiders are up against the Tigers
To hopefully keep themselves
Looking good
On this Sunday at 4-00
We will know their destiny
It is the Canberra Raiders
Ooh ooh they will play
And then hopefully
They will take their winning run
Onto the final season
Yeah the raiders are the team to beat yeah they will fight it till the end and on Sunday at 4-00
The Raiders will find their destiny go raiders
Sep 1, 2016
Sep 1, 2016 at 6:16 AM UTC
I am a football fan
But only one game is grand
And that is the game that
The brumbies play
Yeah I am a mighty union fan
You see gregan had the power
To score in half an hour
He will provide a good score
He is a union man
You can never get me away from the union
You can never get me away from the union
You cab never get me away from the union
Till the day I die union will never die
Owen finegan and Andrew walker they fight and attack
The opposing players
They are union men
They will provide some punches and they will knock them down
They will knock them down
All over the ground
They are union men
You can never get me away from the union
You can never get me away from the union
You can never get me away
From the union
Till the day I die
The union will never die
You could cheer for the raiders at 1 but they never win a game
And sides like the Canberra cavalry from the
Base ball comp
Then I cheer for the swans
But at present are at the bottom
And at the moment it is mighty hard to like anything but being a union man
I know the brumbies are losing
But they are the best in Australia
We get 3 points for a penalty goal
And 5 for a try and 2 for conversion
I am a union man
You can't stop me from playing union
You can't stop me from playing union
You can't stop me from playing union
Till the day I die
Union play will never die
They just have fun
Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 2:36 AM UTC