Years ago in the Belgian Congo mine
King Leopold was doing mighty fine
Working the people like a bunch of mules
He built himself a palace while they had no schools
The people they got those exploitation blues
Please don't burn that limousine
Don't throw tomatoes at the submarines
Think of all we've done for you
You know you've just got those exploitation blues
Santo Domingo everybody knows
We had a little trouble not long ago
Shouts of freedom were in the air
Democracy threatens us everywhere
So we sent them a case of those exploitation blues
Please don't burn that limousine
Don't throw tomatoes at the submarines
Think of all we've done for you
You know you've just got those exploitation blues
We freed Cuba in the Spanish American war
We gave them freedoms they never had before
We let them work for free for United Fruit
Gave Batista lots of guns to shoot
And the people they got those exploitation blues
Please don't burn that limousine
Don't throw tomatoes at the submarines
Think of all we've done for you
You know you've just got those exploitation blues
We helped those dirty peasants in Vietnam
We gave them poison gas and napalm bombs
We gave them a chance to fight our war
But they don't seem to love us anymore
I guess they just got those exploitation blues
Please don't burn that limousine
Don't throw tomatoes at the submarines
Think of all we've done for you
You know you've just got those exploitation blues
The whole world hates me and I just don't know why
I give them aid and trade and apple pie
I give their countries a pint of blood
Take back a quart and leave them in the mud
And the people they got those exploitation blues
Please don't burn that limousine
Don't throw tomatoes at the submarines
Think of all we've done for you
You know you've just got those exploitation blues
King Leopold was doing mighty fine
Working the people like a bunch of mules
He built himself a palace while they had no schools
The people they got those exploitation blues
Please don't burn that limousine
Don't throw tomatoes at the submarines
Think of all we've done for you
You know you've just got those exploitation blues
Santo Domingo everybody knows
We had a little trouble not long ago
Shouts of freedom were in the air
Democracy threatens us everywhere
So we sent them a case of those exploitation blues
Please don't burn that limousine
Don't throw tomatoes at the submarines
Think of all we've done for you
You know you've just got those exploitation blues
We freed Cuba in the Spanish American war
We gave them freedoms they never had before
We let them work for free for United Fruit
Gave Batista lots of guns to shoot
And the people they got those exploitation blues
Please don't burn that limousine
Don't throw tomatoes at the submarines
Think of all we've done for you
You know you've just got those exploitation blues
We helped those dirty peasants in Vietnam
We gave them poison gas and napalm bombs
We gave them a chance to fight our war
But they don't seem to love us anymore
I guess they just got those exploitation blues
Please don't burn that limousine
Don't throw tomatoes at the submarines
Think of all we've done for you
You know you've just got those exploitation blues
The whole world hates me and I just don't know why
I give them aid and trade and apple pie
I give their countries a pint of blood
Take back a quart and leave them in the mud
And the people they got those exploitation blues
Please don't burn that limousine
Don't throw tomatoes at the submarines
Think of all we've done for you
You know you've just got those exploitation blues
Contributed by Bernart Bartleby - 2017/11/27 - 22:12
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Parole e musica di Bill Frederick, che nei primi anni 60 era un giovane studente ed obiettore di coscienza al servizio militare in Vietnam.
Contribuì diverse canzoni su Broadside Magazine, alcune delle quali sono già presenti sulle CCG/AWS
Nel 1967 le canzoni di Bill Frederick vennero raccolte nel disco intitolato “Hey, Hey… LBJ! Songs of the U.S. Anti-War Movement”
Il testo di “Exploitation Blues” l'ho trovato per caso sull'imprescindibile Mudcat Café, dove ho anche appreso che Bill Frederick non ha di fatto mai smesso di scrivere e di proporre canzoni, anche se in tempi più recenti si firma col suo vero nome, ossia Fred Stanton, classe 1943.
So bene che incasinerò la vita ai perfidi Admins, ma pare proprio che Bill Frederick e Fred Stanton siano la stessa persona.