Oh, say can you see
The seventh inning stretch
What so proudly we hailed -
A home-run, that ball if outta' here!
At the twilight's last gleaming.
Hot dogs, get your hot dogs here!
Whose broad stripes and bright stars...
From the bluesman to the rock-n-roller
...Were so gallantly streaming.
An annual picnic in the park
And the rockets red glare
On the fourth of July
The bombs bursting in air
And the crowds oohs and aahs
Gave proof through the night that -
Mom's apple pie cooling on the win
dow
Our flag was still there
More red, white and blue than ever
O'er the land of the free
And the home of
The Bradies, the Cunningham's and
The brave.Zaphod [Havok]