Of terrorism plots and other things

To kill Americans like you and I

Who wrote the songs

Who wrote the songs

Pearl Jam and Jackson Browne

And Rage Against the Machine
They put the F.O.I.A. request together

They’re the writers

And they are pissed . . . because . . .

Enhanced interrogators played their songs

At painful volume all day and night long

For information whether truth or lie

Who paid the bills

Who paid the bills

We’re the taxpayers, and WE paid the bills

That’s what dark-skinned people must fear

There’s a long list of abuses to prove it

Here are a few of those mournful names.

Patrick Dorismond, killed for refusing

An undercover cop’s request for drugs

Shawn Bell, never got to his wedding

The cops’ 50 gunshots got to him first

Remember Diallo, armed with a wallet

Clifford Glover, only 10 years old

Timothy Stansbury, on his way to a party

So many more whose names we don’t know

Abner Louima was raped in a precinct

He’s still alive so the criminal’s in jail

Because Louima was able to counter

The slanders and smears that came his way

If you are white, please take a moment

A brief speculation, and then you may know

Imagine your children, their skin a bit darker

What will you tell them, when outside, they go

Will you tell them, police are their friends

With a mission to serve and protect

Or will you beg them to give cops a wide berth

Because the black and the brown never know who’ll be next

Worked for wages so very low

Kids who didn’t like immigrants

Went out hunting for someone like him

To torment and terrify

They wanted to terrify

Marcelo Lucero

To your murder we say no

No to the racism, hatred and fear

That took away your life so dear

We must remember your name

We will remember your name

Immigrants and native-born

To one race we all belong

All entitled to human rights

To work and live by our own lights

We must learn to live in peace

On earth in heavenly peace

Pumped into the nostrils

Through a finger-wide tube

Is not caring, it’s hostile

Over there on Guantanamo

A hunger strike is proceeding

The guards’ll show them a thing or two

If they refuse to be eating

Forced feeding is not

Ethical, moral or legal

On the conscience a blot

To all civilized people

If inmates go on a hunger strike

There’s got to be a good reason

Obama, why don’t you find out why

And stop this barbaric feedin

Of food, horrible food, sickening food, torturous food!

Extremes of heat and cold

Sleep deprivation

Prolonged isolation

Stress and duress

What a bloody mess

We must investigate war crimes.

Enhanced interrogation

Cheney told the nation

But it’s torture under

Real adjudication

It’s a crime in every land

So here is our demand

We must prosecute war crimes

Investigate, prosecute Bush war crimes!!!

Mean lots of money in the bank

For KBR and Boeing too

Who foots the bill?

It’s me and you

Even if they replace tanks

Those for peace cannot give thanks

A company called ITT

Makes unmanned drones for you and me.

Every drone costs thirteen mil

A “safer way” they say, to kill!

Americans, not in harm’s way

But Pakistanis die each day.

Drones over Afghanistan

Kill many women, kids, and men

Controlled from half a world away

They stalk people at work and play.

Thirteen million dollars, wow!

We could use that dough right now

 For teachers here and nurses there

And for green jobs everywhere.

I’d hammer for Mumi – ee -ah

I’d hammer for a new trial,

That follows the rules.

A proud black journalist,

Framed in a sham trial.

Let’s all tell, the state of Pennsylvania,

They must re-try, this innocent ma-a-an. (hoo-oo-oo)

If I had a bell,

I’d ring it for Mumi-ee-ah

I’d ring it for a new trial,

That follows the rules.

Blacks in the jury pool,

No racist ju-u-dges

Let’s all tell, the state of Pennsylvania

They must release, this innocent ma-a-an. (hoo-oo-oo)

If I had a song,

I’d sing it for Mumi –ee-ah

I’d sing it for a new trial,

That follows the rules.

Hear all the evidence,

He’s got a good lawyer now.

Let’s all tell, the state of Pennsylvania

They must set free, an innocent ma-a-an. (hoo-oo-oo)

Well, I’ve got a hammer, a bell & a song to sing

About Mumia, and justice denied.

Is this a police state?

Where is the Billll, of Rights?

We must petition, the state of Pennsylvania

Demand justice, for this innocent ma-a-an! (hoo-oo–oo)

(oo-oo-oo), This innocent man!

2) When Canada’s crime stats are growing quite low
And a bill comes along that says this isn’t so
Then we’re full of suspicion, it’s throwing us back
To where the U.S. has abandoned that track
Tra la la, tweedle dee dee
We know more about crime
Than we did in the days of our grandparent’s time
We can help some and keep some
from offending again
Not just dump them all into one big prison den

3) So let’s take some out and study this thing
Which is why we’ve come out here to talk and to sing
We’re wary of bills that are switfly passed through
Without contributiions from me and from you
Tra la la, tweedle dee dee
Let’s look at expense
This will cost our province
It doesn’t make sense
Let’s tell Stephen Harper
C-10 is a NO!
And have an election where Tories will Go!
Rose DeShaw

Bill C-10 is UNCONSTITUTIONAL
Unwise, unjust and unconstitutional
Why will our PM push it through?
Because HE’S not heard complaint from me and you!
2) Bill C-10 is just like an omnibus
Whole bunch of other bills sneaking quickly past us
All the way from immigrants to petty crime
Our PM plans to sneak it past this time!
3) Write your MP – tell him what you think of this
Stop Bill C-10 till it’s fully been explained to us
We know how to really make a ghastly fuss
Let’s show him that he can’t do this to US!
Rose DeShaw, Canada