Kurdistan, Kurdistan
Let me tell you about Disneyland
We're the countries free to choose
We decide if you win or lose.
We decide what's right when the dealing's done
If it's worth our while when the money's owed
Besides, Jesus came and he took our sins
To keep our cars upon the road
Kurdistan, Kurdistan
We drew a line in the desert sand
We never came to your defense
'Cause Saddam was not a bad man then
We sold him guns and we sold him tanks
'Cause our lives are worth their weight in gold
Besides, Jesus came and he took our sins
To keep our cars upon the road
Kurdistan, Kurdistan
I was going to tell you about Disneyland
But it's too late now. You're dead and you're bust
You've been smashed, you've been gased by the chemical dust
We'd have liked to have helped but we're all messed up
But this is a world that's bought and sold
Besides, Jesus came and he took our sins
To keep our cars upon the road
Let me tell you about Disneyland
We're the countries free to choose
We decide if you win or lose.
We decide what's right when the dealing's done
If it's worth our while when the money's owed
Besides, Jesus came and he took our sins
To keep our cars upon the road
Kurdistan, Kurdistan
We drew a line in the desert sand
We never came to your defense
'Cause Saddam was not a bad man then
We sold him guns and we sold him tanks
'Cause our lives are worth their weight in gold
Besides, Jesus came and he took our sins
To keep our cars upon the road
Kurdistan, Kurdistan
I was going to tell you about Disneyland
But it's too late now. You're dead and you're bust
You've been smashed, you've been gased by the chemical dust
We'd have liked to have helped but we're all messed up
But this is a world that's bought and sold
Besides, Jesus came and he took our sins
To keep our cars upon the road
inviata da The Lone Ranger - 4/5/2010 - 09:50
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Album “Mad World Blues”
Quando Saddam Hussein era un amico ed alleato dell’Occidente, un figlio di puttana (“Ma il nostro figlio di puttana”, come ebbe a dire un funzionario della CIA) indispensabile agli americani per tenere sotto scacco l’Iran di Khomeini. Così l’Iraq fu inondato di armi di ogni tipo, convenzionali, chimiche e batteriologiche, per miliardi di dollari, e questo flusso ininterrotto non si arrestò nemmeno quando Alì il Chimico (Ali Hassan Abd al-Majid al-Tikritieh, ministro dell'interno e capo dei servizi segreti di Saddam Hussein) usò i gas contro i villaggi kurdi, come ad Halabja, dove l’aviazione irachena vomitò sui civili bombe al gas mostarda, al nervino, al sarin, al tabun e al VX causando 15.000 vittime in pochi minuti.