God has smiled upon you this day.

The fate of a nation in your hands.

And blessed be the children who

fight with all our bravery

'til only the righteous stand.



You see the distant flames,

they bellow in the night.

You fight in all our names

for what we know is right.

And when you all get shot

and cannot carry on,

though you die,

La Resistance lives on.



You may get stabbed in the head

with a dagger or sword.

You may be burned to death

or skinned alive or worse.

But when they torture you,

you will not feel you need to run,

For though you die, La Resistance lives on.



BLAME CANADA! BLAME CANADA!

Because the country's gone awry,

tomorrow night these freaks will fry!



TOMORROW NIGHT..

OUR LIVES WILL CHANGE.

TOMORROW NIGHT..

WE'LL BE ENTERTAINED.

AN EXECUTION!

WHAT A SIGHT.. TOMORROW NIGHT!



Up there, there is so much room.

Where babies burp and flowers bloom.

Tomorrow night, up there is doomed

and so I will be going soon!



SHUT YOUR FUCKING FACE, UNCLE FUCKA!

YOU'RE A BONER BITING BASTARD, UNCLE FUCKA!

Looks like we may be out of luck!

Tomorrow night we're pretty fucked!



Why did our mothers start this war?

What the fuck are they fighting for?

When did this song become a marathon?



I want to live up there...



When Canada is dead and gone,

there'll be no more Celene Dion!



They may cut your dick in half

and serve it to a pig.

And though it hurts, you'll laugh

and you'll dance a dickless jig

But that's the way it goes. In

war, you're shat upon!

Though you die..