Stuff that gets me pumped

Even though I've never invaded France, this gets me pumped up every time I hear it. I can't even imagine having any kind of passable moral justification for wanting to invade any part of France, but this still makes me want to do it.

Also, I identify with this. Do I relate because I am a soldier, a rider and a ghetto-survivor, you ask? No. I'm none of the above. There is, however, a remote possibility that genealogists will discover some evidence of an application for a marriage license in which my great great great grandmother identified herself as a ghetto survivor.

Also, this song.