EaglesWing's blog: "Wife Beaters"

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Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee Indian legislation’s on the desk of a do right congressman And he don’t know much about the issues so he picks up the phone And asks the advice of the senator out in indian country A darling of the energy companies ripping off What’s left of the reservation I learned the safety rule I don’t know who to thank Don’t stand between the reservation And the corporate bank They’re sending federal tanks It isn’t nice but it’s reality Bury my heart at wounded knee I said deep in the earth Won’t you cover me with pretty lies Bury my heart at wounded knee We got these energy companies Who want to take the land And we got churches by the dozens Trying to guide our hands And turn our mother earth Over to pollution war and greed No no Bury my heart at wounded knee Bury my heart at wounded knee I said deep in the earth Bury my heart at wounded knee Won’t you cover me with pretty lies Bury my heart at wounded knee Bury my heart at wounded knee We got the federal marshalls We got the covert spies We got the liars by fire And the fbi They lie in court and get nailed And still leonard peltier goes off to jail (the bullets don’t match the gun) Bury my heart at wounded knee An eighth of the reservation Bury my heart at wounded knee Was transferred in secret Bury my heart at wounded knee We got your murder and intimidation Bury my heart at wounded knee My girlfriend anna may Talked about uranium Her head was full of bullets And her body dumped The fbi cut off her hands And told us she died of exposure To bury my heart at wounded knee Bury my heart at wounded knee I said deep in the earth Bury my heart at wounded knee Won’t you cover me with your pretty lies Bury my heart at wounded knee Bury my heart at wounded knee Bury my heart at wounded knee Talk about a revolution They stole my land They won’t steal my soul We had the gold rush wars Why didn’t we learn to crawl? And now our history gets written in a liar’s scrawl They tell me don’t be so uptight I mean honey you can still be an indian Down at the y on saturday night’’ Bury my heart at wounded knee Bury my heart at wounded knee I said deep in the earth Bury my heart at wounded knee Won’t you cover me with your pretty lies Bury my heart at wounded knee Bury my heart at wounded knee Bury my heart It was an eighth of the reservation Bury my heart Yeah was transferred in secret Bury my heart Got your murder, murder, murder and intimidation Bury me Bury me Bury me Bury my heart Bury my heart Bury my heart Bury my heart

To every guy that's said, "Sex CAN wait" To every guy that's said, "You're beautiful." To every guy that was never too busy to drive across town (or across the state) to see her. To every guy that gives flowers and a card when she is sick. To every guy who has given her flowers just because. To every guy that said he would die for her. To every guy that really would. To every guy that did what she wanted to do. To every guy that cried in front of her. To every guy that she cried in front of. To every guy that holds hands with her. To every guy that kisses her with meaning. To every guy that hugs her when she's sad. To every guy that hugs her for no reason at all. To every guy who would give their jacket up for her. To every guy that calls to make sure she got home safe. To every guy that would sit and wait for her for hours just to see her for ten minutes To every guy that would give his seat up. To every guy that just wants to cuddle. To every guy that reassured her that she was beautiful no matter what. To every guy who told his secrets to her. To every guy that tried to show how much he cared through every word and every breath. To every guy that thought maybe this could be the one. To every guy that believed in her dreams. To every guy that would have done anything so she could achieve them. To every guy that never laughed at her when she told him her dreams. To every guy that walked her to her car. To every guy that gave his heart. To every guy who prays that she is happy even if you are not with her. Not many girls appreciate nice guys anymore... And because of this, there are not many left out there... i guarantee 90% of the men on your page will not repost this cuz they care more about their image If you are a nice guy repost this with "We're a Dying Breed " If you are a girl that thinks every guy should treat a girl this way repost this with: "To Every Guy"

I have a pet hate and its wife beaters mainly because i saw family members go through it. Why is it a man has to hit a woman whom he says he loves. Funny where I come from you kiss and cuddle the ones you love not knock the hell out of them. So your guys who may be handy with your hands.If God had meant a woman to be hit she would have been born a punch bag.Treat your wifes or girlfriends with respect or like you would like your mum to be treat.