POOF Report - January 4, 2008
From: 2goforth@Safe-mail.net
Subject: Stand By
Date: Sun, 4 Jan 2009 15:46:03 -0500
Artist: Street Dogs lyrics
Album: Fading American Dream
Year: 2006
Title: Katie Bar The Door lyrics
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When I graduated high school
College not my scene
So I got a job at home for me
Feeling good about my opportunity
It's got benefits and decent pay... but they say
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We hit a stalemate, looks bleak for us
A strike or lock-out or wholesale bust
Think to myself what a hell of a start
As we file down to Kate's Tavern
*****
Katie, bar the door, we are jumping off the rails
Any hope for calm went John B. Sails
We're in your pub tonight to sing of good days left behind
And raise a glass to better times
*****
The rumor mill's dispelled, the official word comes down
They're gonna move our jobs real far away
Settle to another country where mistreatment for the workers is so
commonplace... the judge says
*****
"We cannot stop them, they're free to go"
He looks me in the eyes he says "I can't help you son"
Whatever happened to America?
She was sold twenty-six (bleeping) long years ago
*****
Katie, bar the door, we are jumping off the rails
Any hope for calm went John B. Sails
We're in your pub tonight to sing of good days left behind
And raise a glass to better times
*****
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
*****
Why sing about the unions again?
They have all died away
We are now in the midst of a brand new world economy
*****
I don't believe them, I won't despair
They are regrouping, they're coming back to stay
Twelve percent can climb back up to fifty percent
Once again, my friend, a message we'll send
*****
Katie, bar the door, we are jumping off the rails
Any hope for calm went John B. Sails
We're in your pub tonight to sing of good days left behind
And raise a glass to better times
*****
Katie, bar the door, we are jumping off the rails
Any hope for calm went John B. Sails
We're in your pub tonight to sing of good days left behind
And raise a glass to better times
We'll raise a glass to better times
We'll raise a glass to better times
Greetings and Salutations;
Uh huh, yea I know....'where's my money man?' The first word is, 'safe', second word is, 'ready' for everyone's hot little hands. I know that many have the concept that nothing will drop until after the inauguration, that was never their plan. It was going to happen, as soon as, the 'protector' saw that we could safely access, without mice holes open for thievery and citi and duetsche banks, paid up, what they owed. Once the money was sent to where it was suppose to go, the bad guys activated a bunch of mole trustees, to slow it down from arrival. If you knew what was going on, you'd have seen the instant connection in the events. The bad guys knew once they handed over the funds, delivery would occur instantly after.
The proper and ordained players in the big picture, have administrated and done their due diligence to clean and clear the highway for the rocket 88 to blow off the starting line. Most americans believe, the world gov is a mystical concept having no bearing on anything our gov chooses to do. Well, I guess this is where an update in information is forthcoming. The american people will be brought up to speed on a whole host of issues involving living on a planet, where cooperation has become paramount. This will begin at the conclusion of the drops, starting with being told they now have a new treasury. It's not 'turtle island' anymore. In case you're unfamiliar with that term, it's what america was called by the native people of this land.
I won't say much more, because we are 'there' and the only thing left to do is drop these puppies and let the games begin. Anyone who wants to get in front of that rocket 88 is going to find themselves with tire tracks across their backs. No one is invisible out here, arrogant as hell, but not invisible. Cheney reminds me of the little mouse who stood looking up at an eagle diving from the sky, talons extended, with the single digit out for a response. It was from an old poster entitled, 'The Last Act of Defiance'. Be arrogant, be defiant, but you still get eaten. The only place left to hide is in those deep underground bases they have built, but even they aren't secret from those who have a need to know. None of the countries they've approached over the last 8 years, want them....for any amount of money...devaluing dollars, no thanks. They even have to pay the isreali's in euros now...imagine that.
Stay loose and be ready, it's coming like a lightning bolt. If you need a consultation, write your request to this mail box. Donations are needed and accepted at www.paypal.com account 2goforth@safe-mail.net Good luck and may your journey be filled with adventure and newness. Cheers!
Love and Kisses,
'Poofness'