Living Legend To France
My bro I am joining you thought your tense and glummer
To cross the seas and into to the blue
Into the unknown you go
What a brave and strong soul you are to me
A tear drops so sourly down my harden face
Its dry to these feeling
Across many of mountains that I have crossed
And sooo passed
To sing your song to the cap
Just like I did mine to the green cap
This is one mad song
A secret is no loner one
As its always passed
To at least one
And then another one
Running yes
Hanging out yes
You have full filled me to be just like you
One hard soul
You nutter
Bounjouir
Time will tell as I follow your pain though the mud and guts
Cos that boat is waiting 4 me to cross the path
The very one you took to for see your past
I will be there not as a royal marine
But a French foreign legion
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