03-15-2007, 04:31 PM
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Banned
Location: in the hills north of Melbourne, Australia
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Originally Posted by willravel
That is quid pro quo. You can eat dinner, but listen to propaganda. These people, who are quite possibly unfamiliar with even the notion of propaganda, are fed. Putting food in their tummy and pouring honey in their ear is why the Christians are there. From the perspective of the missionaries, they are doing god's work, but in reality, they are working to indoctrinate innocent people.
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I was travelling down the road feeling hungry and cold
I saw a sign saying food ‘n drinks for everyone
So naturally I though I would take me a look inside
I saw so much food there was water coming from my eyes
Yeah, there was ham, there was turkey, there was caviar
And long tall glasses with wine up to here
Then somebody grabbed me, threw me out of my chair
Said “before you can eat, you gotta dance like Fred Astaire”
You know I can’t dance, you know I can’t dance…
You know I can’t dance, you know I can’t dance… I can’t dance
Oh no
I am a man of the road, a hobo by name
I don’t seek entertainment, just poultry and game
But if it’s all the same to you, then yes I will try my hand
If you were as hungry as me I’m sure you’d understand.
(Hey, wait a minute)
Of course I can dance, I’m sure I can dance
I know I can dance, I know I can dance
I can dance
I really hit the floor
Look at me dancing
(Solo)
I did a two-step quick-step and a bossa nova
A little Victor Sylvester and a Rudy Valentino
You shoulda seen me moving right across the floor
Hand me down my tuxedo, next week I’m coming back for more
I can dance, oh yes, I can dance
Look at me dancing, the floors moving
And I feel good, I feel good
I can dance, I can dance, I can dance, I can dance
I can...
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