A song lyric for my compadre Davy MacDonald - troubadour and all-round aesthete.
Men in suits with their powdered faces
With dirty money and laundered history
Spin their misery 'cause they hold the aces
Sin in their soul, god close to their heart
- but She’s in their wallet, She’s in the big wallet
- Their god’s in their wallet, She’s in the big wallet
Hate and hate their tattoo’d heart beat
See babies burning, hear mothers crying
No buyer’s remorse, the votes were churning
Just keep on lying, keep on stealing, keep on spying
- but history is coming, history’s coming for them
- but history is coming for them, history’s coming
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And it’s a long road knows no turning
I’m closer to dark than the dawn
But that old light in me ’s still burning
So I’ll make my mark before moving on
It’s a long road knows no turning
I’m closer to dark than the dawn
That old light in me ’s still burning
I’ll make my mark before I’m gone
Fascists grinning their war won with no fight
Their lies spinning the earth like a devil
But the big wheel of the world will keep turning
Until the light of truth starts shining again
- then they’ll be evil, marked forever as evil
- then they’ll be evil, cursed forever as evil
But then don’t come asking how could it happen
Or how did we suffer this hatred again?
'Cause we’ve always hid that stain among us
On hate banners with blind duty and empty choices
In strident voices, looted booty and vicious manners,
That’s what we used to call inhumanity
- we used to call that inhumanity
- we called that inhumanity
In the vanguard for a never promised land
Held to ransom by false prophesies
Guilt bonded by a show of bloody hands
They are the people, they are god’s people
Let the animals just eat the sand
Erase those demons and chant our lies
Evade my tax, pay the man and just bomb the babies
Democratically bomb the babies and we’ll call that democracy
That’s how we defend democracy, burning babies as a democracy
And it’s a long road knows no turning
I’m closer to dark than the dawn
But that old light in me’s still burning
So I’ll make my mark before moving on
It’s a long road knows no turning
I’m closer to dark than the dawn
That old light in me’s still burning
I’ll make my mark before I’m gone
And when their reign of spite is over, their cult of hate turned to dust
We’ll start to live again in trust, good people treated all the same
But we won’t forget the babies that died, the terror that rained from the skies
We won’t forgive their groupthink lackeys, nor the antisocial media lies
We’ll agree that murdering babies is murder, whether by Herod or even if Uncle Sam said they must
And we’ll stand with clenched fists and scream Never! Never again in our name.
Never hate in our name again. Never murder babies in our name.
- because it’s time to make the nazis afraid again
- make the fascists afraid again
- it’s always time to make those nazis afraid again
- make the fascists afraid again
And it’s a long road knows no turning
I’m closer to dark than the dawn
But that old light in me’s still burning
So I’ll make my mark before moving on
It’s a long road knows no turning
I’m closer to dark than the dawn
That old light in me’s still burning
I’ll make my mark before I’m gone
Please make those fascists afraid before I’m gone
Make the nazis afraid before I’m gone
Cuz I see a turn in that road
Now I see a light at the end of the road
Waiting for me at the end of my road