into different skin and land that we don't know so your pissing match for power is just pissing in the wind cause the war you're for like every war's the war
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is sending out a message to the world, mainly to the youth, especially the youth or anybody really that's interested in protesting for peace, or protesting
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"I RAQ AND ROLL" Words and Music by Clint Black and Hayden Nicholas YOU CAN WAVE YOUR SIGNS IN PROTEST AGAINST AMERICA TAKING STANDS THE STANDS AMERICA
doing is sending out a message to the world, mainly to the youth, especially the youth or anybody really that's interested in protesting for peace, or protesting
for this God damned, white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics We'll be able to join hands in the words of the old Negro spiritual Free
a protest singer singing a protest song - he says 'they wanna have a war so they can keep us on our knees They wanna have a war so they can keep their
're really doing is sending out a message to the world, mainly to the Youth, especially the youth or anybody really that's interested in protesting for Peace, or protesting
Circumventing circuses, lamenting in protest To visible police, presence sponsored fear Battalions of riot police with rubber bullet kisses Baton courtesy
th earth, praise. Give me back my sandwich! Keith is a vegetarian, Not vegan 'cause he drinks dairy and, He's not like me who also eats meat. He protests the war
How aplomb So to gesture everyone Words dissemble Words be quick Words resemble walking sticks Plant them They will grow Watch them waver so I'll always be A word
, Back up those words you've sung! Because our voices alone this time will not get it done... Because the people, united will get it done! Protest!...
And so the time has finally come The bourgeoisie have signed the war decree with Prelierate blood And that blood which flows from their pen Is the closest
nothin to the USA? Oh no way, what's that you heard? Bush is makin money off of the oil, word? Never ending government spendin All for weapons of war
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