Lyrics by: Nora Freeman
Gaggle: NYC Metro
Tune: The Boxer

I am just a detainee at Guantanamo
I have been here such a long time

That time itself no longer mea-eans anything

My life is done!

Though my heart continues beating I long for death to come



Kidnapped by some warlord’s thugs and sold for a bounty

Of five thousand dirty dollars

To Americans who cared not for my innocence

No trial, no end

To torture n deprivation of family and friends



(this verse corresponds to the last one of the original, starting with “In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade”)

I’m fully cleared to be released

from this hell on earth

And yet I still remain here

Imprisoned by America,

the beacon of democracy

Now it’s time, heed the call

De-efend habeas corpus, to protect the rights of all


lie la lie, etc.