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Flirtin' with Disaster
Molly Hatchet
I'm travelin' down the road,
I'm flirtin' with disaster.
I've got the pedal to the floor,
My life is running faster.
I'm out of money, i'm out of hope,
It looks like self destruction.
Well how much more can we take,
With all of this corruption.
Been flirtin' with disaster,
Ya'll know what i mean.
And the way we run our lives,
It makes no sense to me.
I don't know about yourself or,
What you want to be - yeah.
When we gamble with our time,
We choose our destiny.
Chorus:
I'm travelin' down that lonesome road.
Feel like i'm dragging a heavy load.
Yeah! i've tried to turn my head away,
Feels about the same most every day.
Speeding down the fast lane,
Playin' from town to town.
The boys and i have been burnin' it up,
Can't seem to slow it down.
I've got the pedal to the floor,
Our lives are runnin' faster,
Got our sights set straight ahead,
But ain't sure what we're after.
Flirtin' with disaster,
Ya'll know what i mean.
You know the way we run our lives,
It makes no sense to me.
I don't know about yourself or,
What you plan to be - yea!!
When we gamble with our time,
We choose our destiny.
Chorus:
Yeah!! we're travelin' down that lonesome road.
Feel like i'm dragging a heavy load.
Don't try to turn my head away,
I'm flirtin' with disaster every day.
Flirtin' with disaster, baby,
Ya'll know what i mean.
You know the way we run our lives,
It makes no sense to me.
I don't know about yourself or,
What you plan to be - yea!!
When we gamble with our time,
We choose our destiny.
Chorus:
Yeah!! we're travelin' down that lonesome road.
Feel like i'm dragging a heavy load.
Don't try to turn my head away,
I'm flirtin' with disaster every day.
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done."
- Robert S. McNamara
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"We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches...
We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles."
- Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message"
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never wrestle with a pig.
you both get dirty;
the pig likes it.
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