Alabama 3 - Woody Guthrie lyrics
[Alabama 3 - Woody Guthrie lyrics]
Loadin' up another round
While the NRA in Columbine
Hunt Marilyn Manson down
Powder in the Pentagon
Cruel letters in the mail
Some KKK white supremacist
Cookin' up a dose of race hate
I tell you now
I don't need no country i don't fly no flag
I cut no slack for the Union Jack
Stars and stripes have got me jet lagged yeah
I don't need no country i don't fly no flag
I cut no slack for the Union Jack
Stars and stripes have got me jet lagged yeah
Some baby in Afghanistan
Cryin' for his mama now
While the BNP scare refugees senseless
Up in Oldham town
Hypocrites in Downing Street pourin'
Petrol on the flame satpal cries
Asks Paddy "Why do we always get the blame?"
I tell you now
I don't need no country i don't fly no flag
I cut no slack for the Union Jack
Stars and stripes have got me jet lagged yeah
I don't need no country i don't fly no flag
I cut no slack for the Union Jack
Stars and stripes have got me jet lagged yeah
Sing a song for the asylum seeker
For the frightened baby on some foreign beach
You better bang a gong
And pray they reach safe harbour
Some mother in Jakarta
Lays down her weary head
In some free trade zone compound
Where they work you till you're dead
Hunger stalks the corridors
Famine and disease
I seen the multinationals walkin' hand
In hand with globalising marketeers
I tell you now
I don't need no country i don't fly no flag
I cut no slack for the Union Jack
Stars and stripes have got me jet lagged yeah
I don't need no country i don't fly no flag
I cut no slack for the Union Jack
Stars and stripes have got me jet lagged yeah
I don't need no country i don't fly no flag
I cut no slack for the Union Jack
Stars and stripes have got me jet lagged yeah
I don't need no country i don't fly no flag
I cut no slack for the Union Jack
Stars and stripes have got me jet lagged yeah
Sing a song for the asylum seeker
For the frightened baby on some foreign beach
You better bang a gong
And pray they reach safe harbour
You better sing a song for the asylum seeker
For the frightened baby on some foreign beach
You better bang a gong
And pray they reach safe harbour
Safe harbour a safe harbour