Take down the silver star mother,put up the blue one insted your son just got hit by a morter,and it took off his whole freakin' head. Or on the holidays we'd sing,Jingle bells, shotgun shells there's v.c. in the grass take your merry chritmas and shove it up your @##!I hope none of you were offended by the lyrics me and the buds made up so long ago but we figuered even a bittersweet laugh was better than none at all,peace-Biskit-