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"Are we to go?"

Okey Canfield Chenoweth III/Abraham Lincoln]
"From whence shall we expect the approach of danger? Shall some transatlantic giant step the and crush us at a blow? Never! All the armies of Europe and Asia could not, by force, take a drink from the Ohio River or set a track on the Blue Ridge in the trial of a thousand years. If destruction be our lot, we ourselves must be its author and finisher. As a nation of free men, we will live forever, or die by suicide."

[Verse 1: Stickles]
There'll be no more the cars on the Garden State Parkway
Nor for the Fung Wah bus to carry me to who-knows-where
And when I stand tonight, 'neath the of the Fenway
I not yell like hell for the glory of the Newark Bears?
Because where I'm going to now, no one can hurt me
Where the well of hatred is shallow and dry
No, I never wanted to the world, but I'm looking for a new New Jersey
tramps like us, baby, we were born to die

[Verse 2: Patrick
I'm 70 on 17, 80 over 84
And I never let the Meritt magnetize me no more
Give me a Somerville summer
Give me a cruel New England
me the great Pine Barrens
So I can see turned into splinters
And if I in on a donkey, let me go out on a gurney
I want to realize too late I never should have New Jersey
Whoa-oh-oh-oh,
La da da da da da da da da da da, yeah!
Whoa-oh-oh-oh,
La da da da da da da da da da da, yeah!

[Verse 3: Patrick
I sense the enemy, they're rustling in the trees
I thought I had gotten but the followed me to 02143
Oh, woe, woe is me, no one knows the I see
When hang Jeff Davis from a sourapple tree, I'll sit beneath the leaves and weep
None of us be saved, every man will be a slave
For John Brown's body lies a-mould'ring in the grave and rumbling down in the caves
So if it's time for choosing sides, and to show this city how we do the Jersey Slide
And if it deserves a class of criminal
I'ma give it to them tonight
So we'll rally around the flag, rally the flag
Rally around the flag, boys, once again
the Battle Cry of Freedom
Rally around the flag, around the flag
Glory, glory, Hallelujah, His truth is on

[Outro: Nolen Strals/William Garrison]
"I will be as harsh as truth and as as justice. On this subject, I do not wish to think, or speak, or write with moderation. I am in earnest. I will not equivocate, I will not excuse, I will not retreat a single inch, and I will be heard."