Well, the Phantom Jets are coming
The land has turned to ash
Creatures whisper
Silver, all that's left
Sister crowned Anita
The smoke it burns my eyes
When wine spills dry
from blood on high
And then they too
and you began to cry.
Colder stones of warmer winters
In 1968
When shackles were
my burning fate
And then I too . . .
began to cry.
The land has turned to ash
Creatures whisper
Silver, all that's left
Sister crowned Anita
The smoke it burns my eyes
When wine spills dry
from blood on high
And then they too
and you began to cry.
Colder stones of warmer winters
In 1968
When shackles were
my burning fate
And then I too . . .
began to cry.
envoyé par Alessandro - 14/11/2008 - 09:12
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From "We Say No To Your War!"
Words and music by AIC Jim Schaffer.
Back in his pre-Wagon days when Jim was into psychedelics, he wrote a song most people had trouble understanding and he found impossible to explain. When the smoke of the war burned his eyes, he saw things in a different way. He made a few changes in the lyrics, and it became "Phantom Jets are Coming."
We Say No To Your War!
Paredon 1015, Smithsonian Folkways Recordings, 1972
1. Mathematics (Spoken)
2. Silver Bird
3. Phantom Jets Are Coming
4. The Rodenway Nine
5. Spring Conscience
6. Mathematics (Sung)
7. We Say No To Your War!
8. The People’s Thank You
9. My Pledge, My Vow
10. Bring Our Brothers Home
11. Napalm Sticks To Kids
12. Children of the Delta
Sgt. John Boychuk
AIC John Carson
AIC Dave Davis
Sgt. Tom Derreck
Sgt. Patrick Henry
AIC George Herkert
AIC Al Kramer
AIC Joe Massaro
Carolyn Mugar
Vic Pacania
Airman Penny Rand
AIC Jim Schaffer
AIC Tom Spaulding