Alabama 3 - Woody Guthrie lyrics

Another psychopath in Iowa, loadin' up another round While the NRA in Columbine hunt Marilyn Manson down Powder in the Pentagon, cruel letters in the mail Some KKK white supremacist, cookin' up a dose of race-hate I tell you now I don't need no country I don't fly no flag I cut no slack for the Union Jack Stars and stripes have got me jet-lagged yeah I don't need no country I don't fly no flag I cut no slack for the Union Jack Stars and stripes have got me jet-lagged yeah Some baby in Afghanistan, cryin' for his mama now While the BNP scare refugees senseless up in Oldham town Hypocrites in Downing Street pourin' petrol on the flame Satpal cries, asks Paddy "Why do we always get the blame?" I tell you now I don't need no country I don't fly no flag I cut no slack for the Union Jack Stars and stripes have got me jet-lagged yeah I don't need no country I don't fly no flag I cut no slack for the Union Jack Stars and stripes have got me jet-lagged yeah Sing a song for the asylum seeker For the frightened baby on some foreign beach You better bang a gong And pray they reach safe harbour Some mother in Jakarta, lays down her weary head In some free trade zone compound, where they work you till you're dead Hunger stalks the corridors, famine and disease I seen the multinationals walkin' hand in hand with globalising marketeers I tell you now I don't need no country I don't fly no flag I cut no slack for the Union Jack Stars and stripes have got me jet-lagged yeah I don't need no country I don't fly no flag I cut no slack for the Union Jack Stars and stripes have got me jet-lagged yeah I don't need no country I don't fly no flag I cut no slack for the Union Jack Stars and stripes have got me jet-lagged yeah I don't need no country I don't fly no flag I cut no slack for the Union Jack Stars and stripes have got me jet-lagged yeah Sing a song for the asylum seeker For the frightened baby on some foreign beach You better bang a gong And pray they reach safe harbour You better sing a song for the asylum seeker For the frightened baby on some foreign beach You better bang a gong And pray they reach safe harbour Safe harbour A safe harbour