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´S TURNERLIED!!!

l. Turner, auf zum Streite!
Tretet in die Bahn!
Kraft und Mut geleite
uns zum Sieg hinan!
|: Ja, zu hehrem Ziel
führet unser Spiel. :|

2. Nicht mit fremden Waffen s
chaffen wir uns Schutz;
was uns anerschaffen,
ist uns Schutz und Trutz.
|: Bleibt Natur uns treu,
stehn wir stark und frei! :|

3. Wie zum Turnerspiele
ziehn wir in die Welt;
der gelangt zum Ziele,
der sich tapfer hält.
|: Männern, stark und wahr,
strahlt der Himmel klar! :|

4. Auf denn, Turner, ringet,
prüft der Sehnen Kraft!
Doch zuvor umschlinget
euch als Bruderschaft:
|: Großes Werk gedeiht
nur durch Einigkeit! :|

Fergie:Big girls dan't cry

 da

The smell of your skin lingers on me now
You're probably on your flight back to your hometown
I need some shelter of my own protection baby
Be with myself in center, clarity, peace, serenity

[Refrain]
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We got some straightening out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've gotta get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
(don't cry, don't cry, don't cry)

The path that I'm walking, I must go alone
I must take the baby steps till I'm full grown (full grown)
Fairy tales don't always have a happy ending, do they?
And I for seek the dark ahead, if I stay

[Refrain]
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We got some straightening out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've gotta get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry

Like a little school mate in the school yard
We'll play Jacks and UNO cards
I'll be your best friend
And you'll be mine, valentine
Yes, you can hold my hand if you want to
Cause I want to hold yours, too
We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds

But it's time for me to go home
It's getting late, dark outside
I need to be with myself in center, clarity, peace, serenity

[Refrain]

(da da da da da da)

Dear Mr.President


Na na na...
Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Lets pretend, we're just two people and
you're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions
if we can speak honestly

What do you feel when you see
all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night
before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

Chorus:
How do you sleep
while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother
has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
...and tell me why?

Text:
Na na na...
Dear Mr. President
were you a lonely boy?
(were you a lonely boy?)
Are you a lonely boy?
(Are you a lonely boy?)
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell
What kind of father
would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might
hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine
what the first lady has to say:
"You've come a long way
...from whiskey and cocain!!"

Chorus:
How do you sleep
while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother
has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye


Let me tell you 'bout hard work:
Minimum wages
with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work:
Rebuilding your house
after bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work:
Building a bed
out of a cardboardbox
Let me tell you 'bout hard work,hard work, hard work, hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work, hard work, hard work, hard work

How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?

Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
hmm




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