Vote 'em out (vote 'em out)
Vote 'em out (vote 'em out)
And when they're gone, we'll sing and dance and shout
Willie Nelson 😎
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Yes
No
I feel like a lonesome tumbleweed
rolling across an open plain,
I feel like something nobody needs
I feel my life drifting away,
drifting away -
That’s you (again) that is.
Vote 'em out (vote 'em out)
Vote 'em out (vote 'em out)
And when they're gone, we'll sing and dance and shout
Willie Nelson 😎
Yes we get it that you are posting song lyrics because you dont like that most Carlisle posters actually want Piglet back. I dont think doing this has painted you all in the best light but seems like it has succeeded. Mullen, Howie, Chauncy and PostmanPete are all on record saying he should be allowed back but havent bothered to vote so well done on putting them off.
Look at your poll
Creating a new song
Banks is a 👌💦
Please could you stop the noise?
I'm tryna get some rest
From all the unborn chicken
Voices in my head
What's that? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
What's that? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
When I am king
You will be first against the wall
With your opinion
Which is of no consequence at all
What's that? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
What's that? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
La-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
La, la
Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking, squealing, Gucci little piggy
La-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la
You don't remember, you don't remember
Why don't you remember my name?
Off with his head, man, off with his head, man
Why don't you remember my name?
I guess he does
Ah, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Rain down, rain down
Come on, rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height, height
Rain down, rain down
Come on, rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height, height
that's it, sir, you're leaving
The crackle of pigskin (rain down)
(Come on rain down) the dust and the screaming
The yuppies networking
The panic, the vomit (from a great height)
The panic, the vomit (from a great height)
God loves his children
God loves his children, yeah
Lonely and far away,
Captive in distant wars,
Roam'd a Canadian boy,
Far from his native shores.
Roam'd a Canadian boy,
Far from his native shores.