I Wish I Would Have Written this
> >Eleven thousand soldiers
> >lay beneath the dirt and stone,
> >all buried on a distant land
> >so far away from home.
> >
> >For just a strip of dismal beach
> >they paid a hero's price,
> >to save a foreign nation
> >They all made the sacrifice.
> >
> >And now the shores of Normandy
> >Are lined with blocks of white:
> >Americans who didn't turn
> >from someone else's plight.
> >
> >Eleven thousand reasons
> >for the French to take our side,
> >but in the moment of our need,
> >they chose to run and hide.
> >
> >Chirac said every war means loss,
> >perhaps for France that's true,
> >for they've lost every battle
> >since the days of Waterloo.
> >
> >Without a soldier worth a damn
> >to be found within the region,
> >the French became the only land
> >to need a Foreign Legion.
> >
> >You French all say we're arrogant.
> >Well hell, we've earned the right--
> >We saved your sorry nation
> >when you lacked the guts to fight.
> >
> >But now you've made a big mistake,
> >and one that you'll regret;
> >you took sides with our enemies,
> >and that we won't forget.
> >
> >It wasn't just our citizens
> >you spit on when you turned,
> >but every one of yours
> >who fell the day the towers burned.
> >
> >You spit upon our soldiers,
> >on our pilots and Marines,
> >and now you'll get a little sense
> >of just what payback means.
> >
> >So keep your Paris fashions
> >and your wine and your champagne,
> >and find some other market
> >that will buy your airplanes.
> >
> >And try to find somebody else
> >to wear your French cologne,
> >for you're about to find out
> >what it means to stand alone.
> >
> >You see, you need us far more
> >than we ever needed you.
> >America has better friends
> >who know how to be true.
> >
> >
> >I'd rather stand with warriors
> >who have the will and might,
> >than huddle in the dark
> >with those whose only flag is white.
> >
> >I'll take the Brits, the Aussies,
> >the Israelis and the rest,
> >for when it comes to valor
> >we have seen that they're the best.
> >
> >We'll count on one another
> >as we face a moment dire,
> >while you sit on the sideline
> >with a sign, "friendship for hire."
> >
> >We'll win this war without you
> >and we'll total up the cost,
> >and take it from your foreign aid,
> >and then you'll feel the loss.
> >
> >And when your nation starts to fall,
> >well Frenchie, you can spare us,
> >just call the Germans for a hand,
> >they know the way to Paris. |
