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Tough Mama Theme

A long legged peg legged diamond headed zig zagged 10,000 kw/H Tough Mama, come a - walkin' down the road, singing:

"O sweet Morgan-O what would your parents think

If they heard my guineas clink?

Took away my name gave me a number instead

It is here you'll be set free

where you can never never never elsewhere tread

You won't know what it's like to leave here, beloved

It must have been the roses red

The old ones speak of winter, and pestilence geddon.

There's nothing there but fire

You know where we are..."

Scenes from a homeland during a time where they say, "I Am Counting On You."

The divisions of soldiers a feather in a whirlhwind. They drink cogmac or whatever and see what's going down but the player controlling them is so bad at it's not even funny. They must all feel like pawns. They hear fucking dice, presumed to b being cast into pwrciform waves by the gods.