I'm proud of my country and tired of it getting kicked around.

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After years of provocation, and watching our flag burned,

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seeing comrades be held hostage, and our nation's proud name scorned,

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on Monday, April fifteenth, nineteen eighty six,

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in the dark of night, with measured might, American showed its grit.

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Home of the brave, land of the free,

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old saying, from our history - don't tread on me.

They say a man is lucky, to count true friends on one hand,

we found that goes for nations, too, ours were Israel and England,

some sheik out in the desert, said "America won't be strong."

but President Reagan, our command in chief,

said "Sucker, you guessed wrong !"

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For the crimes at the Rome airport, and the innocent people slain,

for the bombings in West Germany, and the TWA airplane,

for the Navy's Robby Stedhem, and the Army's Sergeant Ford,

we sent a message, loud and clear, and it went through Mohammar's front door.

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Now, you people better listen, to this message, loud and clear,

we ain't backin' down, no more folks, we ain't showin' any fear,

this here paper tiger's pissed off, and we want you all to see,

our old saying, from our history, Don't tread on me!