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Just Say NO

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„Just Say NO“ was sent as a cassette all over the world. It was hidden by soldiers in their baggage who were enroute to the Gulf War in 1991 and secretly distributed there. It even made it’s way to George Bush’s daddy’s presidential desk.

Just Say NO è stata fatta circolare in cassetta in tutto il mondo. Veniva nascosta nel loro bagaglio dai soldati spediti a fare la guerra del Golfo del 1991, e là segretamente distribuita. Riuscì ad arrivare anche sul tavolo presidenziale di George Bush paparino.

Just Say NO a circulé en cassette par le monde entier, cachée dans leur bagage par les soldats envoyés faire la première guerre du Golfe en 1991. Elle était distribuée en cachette et arriva aussi à se faire voir sur la table présidentielle de papa George Bush.

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also contributed by Darnell Stephen Summers

Darnell Stephen Summers.
Darnell Stephen Summers.
This song was contributed by Darnell Stephen Summers, a director and a Vietnam veteran. On 13.10.01 50,000 people protested in Berlin against the U.S.-led attack on Afghanistan, Darnell Stephen Summers spoke at a Rally at the Brandenburger Gate. After, he and the "Just Say No" Posse performed at the main Rally (Gendarmenmarkt). See This page. Thanks, Darnell, with all our heart! [RV]

Questa canzone è stata contribuita da Darnell Stephen Summers, regista cinematografico e veterano della guerra in Vietnam. Il 13 ottobre 2001, 50.000 persone protestarono a Berlino contro l'attacco USA in Afghanistan, e Darnell Stephen Summers tenne un discorso presso la Porta di Brandeburgo. In seguito, lui e gli Just Say No Posse si esibirono al raduno principale (Gendarmenmarkt). Si veda questa pagina. Grazie Darnell, con tutto il cuore! [RV]
Just Say NO

(i) read the newspaper just the other day
heavy storm clouds are moving on the way.
(they) wanna to send me to the desert,
to play a deadly game
armed to the teeth homeboy,
ready to murder and maim.

got no say in this matter
did you ask how i feel?
chumps like me a-dime-dozen,
think we don't know the deal?
i ain't dying for the price of gas
yo, uncle sam, you can kiss my ass!!!

so when they tell you to go
just say no
to the flow
because we're about to G.O.
and you know
we're gonna break these chains of the mind
and i find
it's a race for mankind
the people, the populace blind to the fact
that the cards are stacked
in his favor
well tell me suckers, do you taste the flavor?
hard beats and rhymes is what he gave ya.

don't wanna be hero,
can't stand john wayne
to go and die for you,
i'd have to be insane.
there's no glory in disaster,
once the wheels of war start to turn.
tell me, what's the next step sucker,
when the oil-fields start to burn?

new york, paris, london, rome.
young men and women
dragged away from their homes
sydney, berlin, Baghdad, tel aviv.
facing of at each other
for the sultans of greed.

brothers will be dying - mothers will be crying
and what's it all for, just another rich man's war!!!

some people seem to think
it'll all be over quick.
but what about vietnam, LBJ, and tricky dick?
george bush high-riding on a wooden horse,
charging in guns blazing,
and condemning deadly force.

they like to have us believe
they're defending democracy.
but anyone with eyes can see, that's a fallacy!
saudi arabia's not a democratic state,
the women on the street,
can't even show their face.

i'm tired of you waving
that flag in my face.
i ain't gonna fight
for your fat-rat-race.
i'm not a sucker, politician
or a money hungry pig.
so, wake up, dig!!!

talking about drugs and crime in the street
poor walkin' wounded picking through garbage,
trick or treat!!
hey boy , ya wanna a job then
just drop your nuts in the sand.
while i blow smoke up you ass,
drive you crazy, make you kill for the man.

you're a jive mother-fucker and a hypocrite
you'd have to blind not
to see through this shit,
this is President Bush’s role show
he wants you to play a role.
meanwhile he's out fucking 'round
on the 14th hole

don't believe Bryant Gumble's pig media shit.
i'm telling you brother,
we've got to resist!!
the army don't care about heroes in saudi,
you gotta refuse, don't be another body.

so when they tell you to go
just say no!!!

Contributed by Darnell Stephen Summers - 2006/8/13 - 12:04



Language: Italian (Toscano Livornese)

Versione livornese di Riccardo Venturi
A version into the Leghornese dialect by Riccardo Venturi
13 agosto 2006 /August 13, 2006

For Darnell: the following translation is not into standard Italian, but in my native Leghornese dialect. Leghorn (Livorno), on the Tyrrhenian coast, is the headquarters of one of the biggest US bases in Southern Europe, Camp Darby.
TU DINNI NO

Ho letto ner giornale ierlartro
che fra pòo c’è buriana.
Dé mi vogliano mandà’ ner deserto
a gioà’ un giòo da rimanécci,
armato fin’à’ denti, un bimbetto
pront’a ammazzà’, a acciccià’.

E a me m’è toccato ‘un dì’ nulla, e zitto.
M’avete domandato ‘ome stò?

A ‘sti budèłłi ‘ni garbo un tanto ar chilo,
penzano ‘é un la ‘onosco la faccenda?
Andà’ a morì’ pe’ ir prezzo della benzina?
Cor cazzo! ‘Ni 'ào ner muso allo zio Samme!!!

E così quando ti dìano d’andà’
tu dinni no e basta
e seddercaso ridìgnelo
perché dé si sta pe’ partì
e te lo sai,
si va a stiantàlle ‘ste ‘atene della mente
ma mi sa che dev’èsse’
pélla gente ‘ome ‘na specie di gara,
la gente, ‘sta razzumaglia cèa che ‘un vede
che le ‘arte so’ bell’e ammazzettate
pe’ fàllo vìnce’
dé, dìtem’un po’, babbei, l’avete sentito ‘é saporino?
córpi duri messi ‘n verzi è quer che v’ho dato.

L’eroe ‘un lo voglio fà’,
Gion Uèin mi sta sur culo
andà a morì’ pe’ voi,
dé ma mi pigliate pe’ matto?
‘Un c’è groria ner disastro,
quando le ròte della guèra princìpian’a girà’,
Dimm’un po’, merdone, e dopo ‘osa fai
quando i pozzi di petrolio si mèttan’a brucià’?

Nuiòrche, Parigi, Londra, Roma,
ragazzi e ragazze
portati via dalle su’ ‘ase,
Sìdnei, Berlino, Bagdàdde, Telavìvve.
A sparàss’addosso
pe’ ‘surtani dell’angordigia.

Fratelli a morì e mamme a piànge,
e sa’ pe’ cosa? Pe’n àrtra guèra d’un paperone!!!

Quarcuno sembra ‘é penzi
‘é tutto finisce presto presto.
Ma che mi dite der Vietnàmme, di Lìndon Giònzon, di ‘ver bugiardo di Nìsso?
Giorge Bùsce a cavallo su’n cavallo di legno
a carià ‘’annòni tonanti
e a condannà’ la forza assassina.

‘Ni garba di fàcci ‘réde’
che difèndano la demograzzìa.
ma dé lo vèdano tutti ‘é è una Fallaci…pardon, una fallacia!

L’Aràbia Saudita unn’è ‘na demograzzìa,
le donne ‘un possano manco
girà pe’ strada a faccia gnuda.

M’hà’ rotto ir cazzo a sventolàmmi
‘sta bandiera sur muso.
‘Un ci vo a combàtte’
pe’ gioà’ ar gatto ‘or topo.
Oh, polìtio, ‘un zo’ mìa scemo
o un maiale affamato di vaìni.
E allora sveglia, testadiàzzo!!!

S’ha a parlà’ ‘n po’ di droga, di ‘riminalità urbana,
o de’ pòeri ‘è raccattano da mangià ner bottino,
s’ha a fà’ così!!!
Dé bimbo, vòi lavorà’?
Devi ‘inà ir capino e stà’ muto!
Ne frattempo ti fo fumà anco ir culo,
ti fo impazzì’, ti fo ammazzà pe’ lui.

Se’ uno stronzo rincoglionito ipocrita
‘un devi èsse’ così cèo
da ‘un vedé che c’è in questa merda.
E’ la sceneggiata der presidente Busce,
vole ‘é tu fa’ la tu’ parte.
Ner frattempo lui è a gioà ar su’ gorfe di merda
alla ‘vattordicesima bùa.

’Un crede alle stronzate mediàtie di Bràian Gùmbol,
ti dìo, fratèłło,
si deve resìste’ !!
All’esercito ‘ni ‘mportasega dełł’eroi in Arabia,
tu devi rifiutàtti d’èsse’ un artro ‘adavere.

E allora ‘vando ti dìano d’andà’,
tu dinni no e basta !!!

2006/8/13 - 15:55



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