by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming.
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
O! say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
baddood;
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foeââ,¬â,,¢s haughty host in dread silence reposes
balls
What is that which the breeze, oââ,¬â,,¢er the towering steep,
what movie is this from?
FUCK AMERIKA