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Thee Monkee Armada never backs down.
Thee Future of tomorrow is today
There is no quit no slouch a Monkees mission
Follow the yellow brick road if want bitch I can fly!
The words of an Armada Flying Solider: The Winged Army; The Flying Monkees from Hell, also known as the “Screaming Few”.
In the nights air they built their wings and learned to fly.
When the spread their wing they knew that and flew into the sun.
Their fathers told them otherwise but they did not listen. Their they burn bright symbol s of our impetuousness they are the prodigal sons only he few make it into their ranks through blind arrogance and blood and fire they receive their reward and it is to the few, proud and ignorant we wave the flag of the FMFH they were free.
The gods of yester-year have relinquished their hold on today this is the time of the Flying Monkee look upon him and gaze with wide wonder.
We are the last of the line of tree dwelling primates to the skies take or brethren.