Bombs rain down, in your town,
Cries of terror and dread,
Restless sleep, mothers weep,
Circling drones fly overhead.

Come to me, refugee,
I lift my lamp high.
By my light in the night
You’ll be safe by and by.

Flee you must! Those you trust
Trudge for months, days, and hours,
Moving on, through the dawn,
Child of war and child of ours.

Come to me, refugee,
May your terror be past.
By my light in the night
May you know peace at last.

Here we stand, with helping hands,
Reaching out to war’s victims;
Pledging now, a solemn vow,
That we’ll welcome you in.

Come to me, refugee,
You, the tired, the poor.
By my light in the night
Welcome now to our shores.

Pass the deal …Pass the deal
With Iran …With Iran
Diplomacy is better
Diplomacy is better
Than a war … Than a war

We don't want no ..We don't want no
Stinking war….Stinking war
Pass the deal already
Pass the deal already
Hear us roar …Hear us roar

Other nations,
Learn-ed experts
They all say
They all say
By far the better option,
By far the better option,
please vote yae, please vote yae

Right here, in our country

There exist

Children who don’t have enough food

They are in our midst

 

Each day, they go to school with

Emptiness

Grumbling in their tummies

How can they learn like this

 

No oatmeal, berries, yogurt or

chicken, carrots, or cole slaw

Sustain them

Some wonder why they don’t care to

Read or write like others do

But their hunger

Drains them

 

Food stamps would help their families

To provide

Enough and more nutritious

Food so their kids can thrive

 

Farmers’ markets and gardens

Could help a lot

But parents need money to buy food

That’s what so many have not

 

Their kids need good food just the same

As yours and mi-ine,

We should be ashamed!

Hello Christian right
We prefer the Bill of Rights
But now we must sing Praise The Lord
Things don’t look so bright

Kids pray in public schools
Cause James Dobson writes the rules
The 1st Amendment’s such a bore
And Bible-thumping’s cool

Fundamentalists
Televangelists
And Dominionists
Our silence is their bliss

Research on stem cells
They say will send us straight to hell
We can’t use a frozen embryo
To make sick people well

Intelligent design
We must say it’s mighty fine
Science is not our friend-ee-o
It strays from the Bible’s line

Fundamentalists
Televangelists
And Dominionists
Our silence is their bliss

Watch out for the rapture right
They don’t like the Bill of Rights
Atheists and humanists
It’s time to stand and fight
Time to stand and fight
Time to stand and fight
----------------------------------
[some alternate verses, mix and match as you please]
Hello Christian right
We prefer the Bill of Rights
But now we must sing Praise The Lord
Things don’t look so bright

Kids must learn abstinence
Their tender minds must be cleansed
Of thoughts of sex forevermore
Then they’ll forget what it meant

Abortion is a dirty word
The dirtiest they’ve ever heard
But don’t expect too much from them
The right to life ends at birth

Delights of a honeymoon
Are strictly for a bride and groom
But groom and groom or bride and bride
Will surely bring our doom

When Mubarak ruled in Egypt land

Hosni we’re glad you’re gone

His rule was with an iron hand

Egypt must move on

 

CHORUS

Fear and terror

Lived in Egyptian hearts

As the modern pharaoh

Maintained stability

 

Hosni was the perfect host

The CIA said so

For detainee renditions he did the most

And never once said no

 

CHORUS

Fear and terror

Lived in Egyptian hearts

As the modern pharaoh

Maintained stability

 

You and I, we paid the bills

A billion every year

Responsible for those he killed

And those who lived in fear

 

NEW CHORUS

Now Egyptians

Must control their destiny

And maybe, they’ll have

Accountability!

Imagine no more prisons,
It isn’t hard to do
No more human outcasts
It’s up to me and you

Imagine education
And jobs for everyone
[interlude]

You may say I’m crazy
But I’m not the only one
Nobody’s born bad or lazy
Earth is where we all come from

Imagine true equality
I wonder if you can
All one human family
Every woman, child, and man

Imagine peace and justice
All over the world
[interlude]

You may say I’m crazy
But I’m not the only one
Nobody’s born bad or lazy
Earth is where we all come from

Every ethnic group and country
Skin of every hue
All religions, no religion
And every gender too

Many differences among us
But much more is the same
[interlude]

You may say I’m crazy
But I’m not the only one
Nobody’s born bad or lazy

Earth is where we all come from

If someone bombs a neighborhood

It has to be understood

That civilians will be in the path

Of their bombs,

Their firebombs,

Their cluster bombs,

Their deadly bombs,

Those civilians will die

From those bombs

In ’45, from Nuremburg

Around the world this vow was heard

Never again to close our eyes, to war crimes

War crimes

War crimes     

To everyone this law applies

Never again to close our eyes

To war crimes

We’re telling you this is the time

For human rights in Palestine

Checkpoints, siege, and a-part-heid

Can’t go on

President Obama, please

Don’t keep a people on their knees

Never again means every single

Human being

Occupation

Occupation

Occupation

Breeds resistance

 

Negotiation

Negotiation

Negotiation

Will bridge the distance

 

Arabs suffer like we do

When bombs they are subjected to

Just like Jewish kids

Their kids cry too.

 

Israel, talk to your enemies

It is the only way to make peace

The violent cycle must cease

P’litical pris’ners must be released

Israelis please! Israelis please!

End the occupa-a-a-ation.

Israelis have a terrible problem

And they're told that it will extinguish them

It's called demography; they don't know what to do

And so democracy is now their problem too

It's called demography; they don't know what to do

And so democracy is now their problem too

Demographically the situation's this
The Jewish nature of Israel's at risk
Because the birthrates simply aren't matching up
To keep the population Jewish enough

And so maintaining a majority of Jews
Is an effort that is fated to lose

 

The Palestinians are standing in the way

Of Jewish Israel and so they’re made to pay

Jews all around the world are going gray

At the ethnic cleansing carried out in their names

Jews all around the world are going gray

At the ethnic cleansing carried out in their names

 

The Holocaust was a crime of genocide

And such horrors we no longer can abide

Nev’r again refers to each and every one

Every mother, father, daughter and son

Nev’r again refers to each and every one

Every mother, father, daughter and son

 

 

 

 

Polar bears are drowning daily,

Glaciers melting everywhere.

Hell on earth is what awaits us

And Congress doesn’t seem to care.

Earth has a fever

Fever like Sandy, fever like a massive drought

New York City, underwater,

May be what it’s all about.

 

The Koch brothers pay their flunkies

To call it all a lot of bunk

But independent scientists

Insist that they are full of junk.

Earth has a fever

Fever like Katrina, fever like a massive drought

Entire countries, underwater,

May be how it will turn out.

 

Climatologists from the U.N

Wrote the truth for all to know

But the fossil-foolish lobbies

Don’t like it so it has to go

They’ve got a fever

Fever in the wallet, fever in the bank account

Too much money, in their pockets

That is what it’s all about

This song was written with the assistance of Sunny Armer.

 

I’ve been arrested, don’t know what for

Arab or Muslim, that’s enough for

A one-way ticket to the black sites of hell

No contact with my family

No attorney can I see

I’m tormented, rotting in a cell

 

They put me on a jet plane

Don’t know if I’ll get home again

It don’t look like they’ll ever set me free

Put me on a jet plane

Don’t even know-o where I am

Kidnapped by the USA

 

Arabs ‘n’  Muslims are the pilot program

But don’t be fooled, your turn will come

Divide and conquer works:  it’s tried and true

Beware incitement of your fears

For safety of your kids so dear

The powers that be are not concerned for you

 

Save them from that jet plane

We must  break all the chains

Defend the human rights of all

To keep them off that jet plane

Stand up right now and proclaim

The Bill of Rights is meant for all

Capitalist cronies

Are not our BFFs

Don’t want us to be free

Make deals like TPP

That’s Trans-Pacific

Partnership, to be clear

The jobs that we have here

We’ll have no more.

 

Clean air and water

Will soon be luxuries

Farewell to workers’ rights

In TP Paradise

That’s Toilet Paper

Revving up climate change

Our world they’ll rearrange

Once unconstrained.

 

We are the NNP

That’s Ninety Nine Percent

We must make a choice

Let’s generate some noise

For human beings

And the environment

Let’s show the one percent

The exit door!

In old New York City where justice is blind,
There lived a great lawyer who’s now in a bind.
Her name is Lynne Stewart and she helped the poor
But she got on the wrong side of George Bush’s war.

Now, George Bush and Ashcroft are two of a kind.
They’re both chicken hawks and they saved their behinds.
“Our young troops must die for our freedom,” they said,
But it’s freedom that’s dying and justice is dead.

Just what good is freedom if no one is free,
And folks go to jail if they dare disagree?
And lawyers get punished for doing their jobs?
And folks are afraid of the White House lynch mob?

Lynne Stewart was doing what she had to do
Protecting her client and civil rights, too.
She said an attorney must fight to defend --
“I’d like to think that I would do it again.”

Now Lynne sends a message to you and to me,
That no one is free until everyone’s free.
Our whole Bill of Rights now is under the gun,
So we’ll rage and we’ll sing out ‘til justice is done.

Occupation

Occupation

Occupation

Breeds resistance

 

Negotiation

Negotiation

Negotiation

Will bridge the distance

 

Arabs suffer like we do

When bombs they are subjected to

Just like Jewish kids

Their kids cry too.

 

Israel, talk to your enemies

It is the only way to make peace

The violent cycle must cease

P’litical pris’ners must be released

Israelis please! Israelis please!

End the occupa-a-a-ation.

 

Who wrote the songs that made detainees sing,
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

Food, horrible food
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!

Sensory overload
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!!!

Guns and bombs, nukes and tanks

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.

They tell us there’s no money for jobs or health care plans,
But there’s always lots of money to make war in far off lands.
We spend it all for war and not for schools or homes, that’s true.
So how’s this war economy workin’ out for you?

We spent three trillion dollars to send our kids to war.
Not all our kids, it’s true, but just the brown, the black, the poor.
They had no hope of finding jobs in the good ol’ USA...
So how’s this war economy workin’ for them today?

It always seems to be the rich who profit from our wars,
They don’t care if we live or die as long as they make more.
They keep our wages low but watch their own climb through the roof,
So how’s this war economy workin’ out for you?

We think that corporations must truly love the poor
In fact, they love poor folks so much they keep creatin’ more.
They slash our pay and benefits and send our jobs off shore
It’s clear this war economy ain’t workin’ anymore.

We stand here in DC today and sing our simple song,
A song for jobs and justice, one nation proud and strong
It’s time to tell Obama we won’t take it anymore!
We demand a peace economy.... No more money for the wars!!!

How many seas will the oil rigs destroy
How many oceans must die?
How much destruction and damage and loss
Can our poor planet survive?
How many spills must it take ‘til we say
That too many life forms have died?
Now is the time to make our voices roar
We all must proclaim it: "Drill no more!"

Cheney and Bush spent 8 years gutting rules,
Working as industry shills
Big Oil has not been required to comply
Or guarantee against spills
Profits have won over safety and health
Fools chanted "Drill, baby, drill!"
Now is the time to make our voices roar
We loudly proclaim it: "Drill no more!"

How many wars must our armed forces wage?
How many nations destroy?
How many innocent lives will we take
Just to control the world’s oil?
How long will corporate executives be
Treated as if they were royal?
Now is the time to make our voices roar
We loudly proclaim it: "Drill no more!"

How many horrific oil spills before
"Drill, baby, drill" is reversed?
How many species will be made extinct
Before we care for the earth?
When will we switch to renewable power?
What is our planet's life worth?
Now is the time to make our voices roar
We loudly proclaim it: "Drill no more!"

From the lovely Gulf of Mexico
To the wild Alaskan seas,
We will trash the earth to drill the oil,
Just to fuel our SUV's
Gasoline is our addiction
We will never get our fill
We’ll pollute the world environment,
As we chant "Drill, baby, drill!"

Let our clear blue oceans turn to black
Let the shore birds all get killed
For whenever there are accidents
We’ll just chant "Spill, baby, spill!"
We will kill the whales and porpoises
and the fishes in the seas
But who cares as long as we have gas
Just to drive our SUV’s
--

Down in the valleys, the valleys so low,
Hang your heads sadly to know our drones go
Bomb-dropping drones go, dears,
Bomb-dropping drones go.
Hang your heads sadly knowing that our drones go.

Pakistanis love family, Afghanis do too
Angels in heaven know why we’re blue.
Know why we’re blue, dears,
Know why we grannies are blue.
Angels in heaven know we’re wretched and blue.

Mark us a circling space, forty feet wide
So we grannies can lament as war-time goes by.
As war-time goes by, dears,
As war-time goes by
So we grannies can lament as war-time goes by.

Write to our Congress, President too, lines
Telling them, darlings, that you’re not fine
That you’re not fine, dears,
That you’re not fine
With drone attacks killing you are not fine.

The "Beast of Kandahar" truly’s well named.
Desk-guys in Virginia do launch them and aim.
Do launch them and aim, dears,
Do launch them and aim.
Sad for all families – our remote launch and aim.

Sec. of War Gates wants drones to expand
Hang our heads lower for more bombers unmanned.
Hang our granny heads lower, dears,
For more bombers unmanned as

America evilly pursues new unmanned bombers, blam, blam,

and blam.

Gaza, Gaza, Gaza, Gaza,

We weep for the children and the harm

That we have done.

 Gaza, Gaza, Gaza, Gaza,

U.S. makes the bombs that kill

Your daughters and your sons.

 Gaza, Gaza, why are you complaining?

Don’t we all like to hear those bombs raining?

 You have known the strife and grief of war,

But we don’t care ‘cause you are poor!

 Gaza, Gaza [clap] we will wipe you off the earth

‘Cause you are people of a different faith,

And Gaza, Gaza, [clap] we’ll blockade and bomb

Until the world shouts out “Bring peace to Gaza!”

Gaza, Gaza, Gaza, Gaza
O your troubles are
Too big for me
Gaza, Gaza, Gaza, Gaza
So I’ll close my ears
And shut my eyes
Gaza, Gaza, dance instead
No bombs are falling
La, La, La I cannot hear
my fingers in my ear!
 
Gaza, Gaza, with my eyes shut
One, two, three, four,
No one dying anymore
Gaza, Gaza, won’t it mend
If I pretend?
Gaza, Gaza, Gaza!
 
Gaza, Gaza, Gaza, Gaza
Take away this blindness
From my eyes
Gaza, Gaza, Gaza, Gaza,
Help me clearly see
What is disguised
 
Gaza, Gaza, join with every nation
Let us sit with contemplation
Till at last no bombs are falling
Nothing more to fear
 
Gaza, Gaza, we are trying
One, two, three, four
Keep the children here from dying
Gaza, Gaza,
Our heart’s crying
Gaza, Gaza, Gaza!
(repeat verses)

Give George Bush a subpoena....
War criminal.....yes siree....
If our grandsons behaved like him
We’d put them over our knee.  
OH, we’d give George a spanking....
(That was OK in our day)
‘Cause his war crimes far exceed
A slap on the butt today.     

Oh-George  Dubbya....   
War time buccaneer...
  
We’ve seen your WANTED poster up, 

But you’re not wanted here!
 

Oh George’s lies took him to war
Perhaps a million civilians died
We don’t know the number
‘Cause every time he spoke he lied.

Oh- George  Dubbya....   
War time buccaneer...

We’ve seen your WANTED poster up,
But you’re not wanted here!  

There is a law on Canada’s books
The Immigration....Protection Act.....*
 Deems foreign nationals inadmissible
If they’ve committed war crime acts.
Like the bombing of civilians
In those days of Shock and Awe....
And crimes against humanity
That break International Law.
Violating International Law
Is a clear war crime.....
And torture and rendition
Are steps way over the line.

Oh-George Dubbya....   
War time buccaneer...
  
We’ve seen your WANTED poster up,
But you’re not wanted here!

As for his so-called statesmanship
It’s oh so insincere....
You can’t cover up those war crimes
With such a thin veneer.
He should be hauled to th’ World Court....
And sentenced to hard time....
For the young folk that he sent to death
And all of his war crimes.

Oh-George Dubbya.....   
War time buccaneer...

We’ve seen your WANTED poster up,
But you’re not wanted here!

It’s a call for citizen’s arrest
If our Government is afraid....
Betrayal of International Law
Is a debt that must be paid.

Oh-George  Dubbya....   
War time buccaneer...

We’ve seen your WANTED poster up   
But you’re not wanted here!
    

 

* Immigration and Refugee Protection Act:  Section 35(1) (a)

Shoes, shoes, glorious shoes,
Take one and throw it at Bush if you choose.
            Don’t want him in our town.
            We all give him thumbs down!
He’s for torture and war which were never approved.
(OR He started two wars which were never approved.)

Why try to defend your eight years
Which caused loss of life, filled the world full of tears?
            Go back to your ranch
            You haven’t a chance
Of a warm welcome here. We say BOO! Shame on you!

Shoes, shoes, glorious shoes,
Take one and throw it at Bush if you choose.
            Don’t want him in our town.
            We all give him thumbs down!
He’s for torture and war which were never approved.
(OR He started two wars which were never approved.)

George Dubya, you haven’t a clue
Why people might clout you with an old shoe.
            Go back to your ranch
            You haven’t a chance
Of a warm welcome here. We say BOO! Shame on you!

Shoes, shoes, glorious shoes,
Take one and throw it at Bush if you choose.
            Don’t want him in our town.
            We all give him thumbs down!
He’s for torture and war which were never approved.
(OR He started two wars which were never approved.)

O those Burmese generals
Who have jailed away
Aung San Sou Kyi
Till some future day
And recruited children
to the soldiers way
I wanna see the UN
Do the right thing
CHORUS
O the label, 'tyrants,'
Fits these Burmese generals
Rape and killing, torture too
We've got to stop it, me and you
O the million homeless
Refugees from villages
Forty years is way too long
For this to be going on!
2) O these Burmese generals
are just plain crooks
Don't seem to care
About how things look
Never fit to lead
Anyone at all
Gotta take away the country
From these bad guys
CHORUS
3)Even one child soldier
Is too many, dear
But we're talking thousands
And it's still not clear
Why the UN''s failing
To stop the rise
of these sad child armies
There in Burma!
CHORUS