Ballad Of The Battle Of The Ballot and the Bullet - Part 1: Ugly Americans
Michelle ShockedLangue: anglais
I can see it's gonna be a long night
I ain't gonna stop until I get it right
I don't want to sing no jeremiad
I'd really love to say things just ain't that bad
Oh how we love our denial, a comfort to cover up the shame
But the truth is standing on trial and I've got proof that we're all to blame
Oh my fellow Americans
Are we reaping our harvest of greed?
Have we built our house on sinking sand?
Why are we being Ugly Americans?
Uh huh huh huh, Uh huh huh huh
Call it the ballad of the battle of the ballot and the bullet
With a bead on the barrel and a hair trigger—pull it
Shoot yourself in the foot when you shut down dissent
Shoot yourself in the head—vote for a war president
Oh how we love our denial, a comfort to cover up the shame
But the truth is standing on trial and I've got proof that we're all to blame
Oh my fellow Americans
Are we reaping our harvest of greed?
Have we built our house on sinking sand?
What are we thinking?
So go on and hurl your hateful curses
Or worse, sit silent and condemn
Curl your lip, call me unpatriotic
I'm singing this because I can
I'm singing this because I am your Ugly American
Uh huh huh huh, your Ugly American
Uh huh huh huh, your Ugly American
Uh huh huh huh, your Ugly American
Uh huh huh huh
So go on and hurl your hateful curses
Or worse, sit silent and condemn
Curl your lip, call me a traitor
I'm singing this while I still can
I'm singing this because I am your Ugly American
(Uh huh huh huh) Why are we still fighting?
(Uh huh huh huh) A war without end?
(Uh huh huh huh) We all agreed to shut up since when?
(Uh huh huh huh) Heaven help this land.
I ain't gonna stop until I get it right
I don't want to sing no jeremiad
I'd really love to say things just ain't that bad
Oh how we love our denial, a comfort to cover up the shame
But the truth is standing on trial and I've got proof that we're all to blame
Oh my fellow Americans
Are we reaping our harvest of greed?
Have we built our house on sinking sand?
Why are we being Ugly Americans?
Uh huh huh huh, Uh huh huh huh
Call it the ballad of the battle of the ballot and the bullet
With a bead on the barrel and a hair trigger—pull it
Shoot yourself in the foot when you shut down dissent
Shoot yourself in the head—vote for a war president
Oh how we love our denial, a comfort to cover up the shame
But the truth is standing on trial and I've got proof that we're all to blame
Oh my fellow Americans
Are we reaping our harvest of greed?
Have we built our house on sinking sand?
What are we thinking?
So go on and hurl your hateful curses
Or worse, sit silent and condemn
Curl your lip, call me unpatriotic
I'm singing this because I can
I'm singing this because I am your Ugly American
Uh huh huh huh, your Ugly American
Uh huh huh huh, your Ugly American
Uh huh huh huh, your Ugly American
Uh huh huh huh
So go on and hurl your hateful curses
Or worse, sit silent and condemn
Curl your lip, call me a traitor
I'm singing this while I still can
I'm singing this because I am your Ugly American
(Uh huh huh huh) Why are we still fighting?
(Uh huh huh huh) A war without end?
(Uh huh huh huh) We all agreed to shut up since when?
(Uh huh huh huh) Heaven help this land.
envoyé par Alessandro - 10/6/2009 - 09:22
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Album “Soul of My Soul”
Shocked ha scritto questa e le altre canzoni dell’album durante la campagna per le ultime presidenziali USA. Il fatto che Obama sia poi prevalso su McCain nulla toglie all’urgenza della denuncia degli abusi e della repressione del dissenso che hanno caratterizzato il regime di George W. Bush.