David Rovics - Falluja lyrics

Maybe you'll hear about me When you watch the evening news So I write this letter for you, my friends The truth then you may choose I had a good time at Oxford And the world I did roam When my studies were finished Then I went back home All I wanted were good things Land and liberty And all the sorts of things we learned At the university I'm not a fan of dictatorships I'd rather say live and let live But for those who would threaten my family There's nothing I won't give I will fight for my country I'll defend this land I'll stare at the whites of your soldiers' eyes With this Kalishnikov in my hand With this Kalishnikov in my hand When you break down the doors of my neighbors When you say that might makes right When you say you're looking for terrorists In their bedrooms late at night When you torture my brother at gunpoint On his head a canvas sack All I can say to you, soldier Is you'd best watch your back I will fight for my country I'll defend this land I'll stare at the whites of your soldiers' eyes With this Kalishnikov in my hand With this Kalishnikov in my hand Professor D: (Yeah) See I'ma fight for my country though I hate the war But I deplore even more what they take me for Think about where you live, how'd you typically be When the bombs start falling in the middle of the street It ain't difficult to see what side to choose With all the lies They use they can't hide the truth White lies from these white guys in the white house Might as well wear white sheets while they wipe out I mean white out all opposition And bomb colored people into submission He's got a Bible, he's down with Jesus Christ? He likes blacks just ask Condoleezza Rice It's all evil lies in a weak disguise See the signs and read in between the lines If ya wanna save America, I'll bring ya support Arrest the president And bring him to court Charge him and his puppeteers with war crimes And start paying reparations of all kinds You think what I'm telling you to do is extreme But if you lived in Fallujah it'd be a beautiful dream So I hold my tears and my hopes and fears, when you Bomb our country and attack our town Don't be surprised when the whole world cheers To see another Black Hawk down (motherf**er!) When you come with your tanks on our city streets And you say these streets are yours When you say you'll rebuild us with bombers And oil tankers on our shores When you have gunned down my child in Fallujah You needn't wonder why I look at you through the blades of your 'copter and say It's a good day to die I will fight for my country I'll defend this land I'll stare at the whites of your soldiers' eyes With this Kalishnikov in my hand With this Kalishnikov in my hand