Bambu - Massacre lyrics
[Bambu - Massacre lyrics]
Philippines media groups may ask the
UN to intervene in the
Investigation of the massacre of
57 people about 30
Local journalists were among those shot
And cut to death
On a hillside off a major highway suspected
Is a clan feud on the
Southern island of Mindanao
Last week the journalists were
Accompanying women from a
Local clan on their way to
An election office when
About a hundred armed men
Attacked their convoy
Early morning in a caravan of minivans
It's history in the making, new election
And in this part of the Philippians
Elections been rigged
So when the opportunity came to
Document I was in
A camera, a notebook and a pen
These journalism tools we use to
Write how it is
In Mindanao the Ampatuan family been in power
And the last president guaranteed
That he'll succeed
The governor's see we'll have
The same family name
Mangundadatu remove the head to bring
The province some change
We headed to the city
They'll bare witness to a chance
For another man to throw his
Family name in the hat
Opposition on the ballot Esmael
Hear the challenge
And his wife invited all us
Media to watch it happen
We rolling like six vans deep
Commotion in the front so I
Looked up from my seat about a couple dozen
I mean as far as I could see
Holding Armalites detouring our van
Off the street
Confusion as they moved in closer
Looking like a whole platoon of AFP soldiers
Pulling and pushing me out the vehicle
A Hays van driver asked him, "Why?"
So they shot him in the face
Tears start leaking out my eyes
I'm begging for my life
I got a son and a wife
Out the side of my eyes
I see 'em line the first van up
Firing squad style
Aimed at 'em machine gun shots
Blasting 'em up my knees gave
They yelling, "Stand up" i kept screaming
"Please don't" I put my hands up
I watched as they raped all the women
Then aimed pistols at the genitals
Of all the victims
Shot the women in the face and they crotches
I'm shaking helpless, crying, watching
Locked in, eye contact with a rifle
I thought about my wife and
My child and I scream
Don't shoot no, no please, don't shoot
This all truth in the story no reason to lie
The massacre of 58 innocent lives
All behind the power and corruption and greed
It's the politics of business
In the Philippines
The president implemented through
A feudalist need
Democracy distorted, time to get us free
Feel like I'm in denial right now
It feel like Maguindanao right now uh
Feel like Maguindanao right now
It feel for Maguindanao right now
UN to intervene in the
Investigation of the massacre of
57 people about 30
Local journalists were among those shot
And cut to death
On a hillside off a major highway suspected
Is a clan feud on the
Southern island of Mindanao
Last week the journalists were
Accompanying women from a
Local clan on their way to
An election office when
About a hundred armed men
Attacked their convoy
Early morning in a caravan of minivans
It's history in the making, new election
And in this part of the Philippians
Elections been rigged
So when the opportunity came to
Document I was in
A camera, a notebook and a pen
These journalism tools we use to
Write how it is
In Mindanao the Ampatuan family been in power
And the last president guaranteed
That he'll succeed
The governor's see we'll have
The same family name
Mangundadatu remove the head to bring
The province some change
We headed to the city
They'll bare witness to a chance
For another man to throw his
Family name in the hat
Opposition on the ballot Esmael
Hear the challenge
And his wife invited all us
Media to watch it happen
We rolling like six vans deep
Commotion in the front so I
Looked up from my seat about a couple dozen
I mean as far as I could see
Holding Armalites detouring our van
Off the street
Confusion as they moved in closer
Looking like a whole platoon of AFP soldiers
Pulling and pushing me out the vehicle
A Hays van driver asked him, "Why?"
So they shot him in the face
Tears start leaking out my eyes
I'm begging for my life
I got a son and a wife
Out the side of my eyes
I see 'em line the first van up
Firing squad style
Aimed at 'em machine gun shots
Blasting 'em up my knees gave
They yelling, "Stand up" i kept screaming
"Please don't" I put my hands up
I watched as they raped all the women
Then aimed pistols at the genitals
Of all the victims
Shot the women in the face and they crotches
I'm shaking helpless, crying, watching
Locked in, eye contact with a rifle
I thought about my wife and
My child and I scream
Don't shoot no, no please, don't shoot
This all truth in the story no reason to lie
The massacre of 58 innocent lives
All behind the power and corruption and greed
It's the politics of business
In the Philippines
The president implemented through
A feudalist need
Democracy distorted, time to get us free
Feel like I'm in denial right now
It feel like Maguindanao right now uh
Feel like Maguindanao right now
It feel for Maguindanao right now