The Ballad of N.A.T.O.

You say you're telling me right now of how you think that it should be
 By the hand of Democratic law and the hand of decency
 But, your raging, you won't talk law to me or tell me any stand
 You're pointing all the fingers but refuse to shake the hand
 Instead of sitting content in your ideals and your laws
 You have to tell me what you see, cause I can't see a lot
 But I see how Democratic your law is when it's revised and necessarily changed
 The Irish were arrested without warrants because they were soldiers armed and estranged
 All's fair in love and war then they were tried without jury
 The act said fear of jurors, death threats
 Also, no people could object to thee
 They were arrested under special laws and tried in diplock juries
 But, when asked by Amnesty or other countries
 They were criminalized as terrorists
 So you could ignore political talks and ignore political struggling
 So you can hold onto your colony without political juggling
 So you sat firm and quiet in your country and morals and common law promoting
 But, Nationalists kept coming, bombs and people kept exploding
 The Somazas crushed Nicaragua, The Falklands, Angola and Nambia, South Africa
 They fought you tooth and nail, till they were crushed or you gave up
 You're not a Democracy, you're a Capitalist empire that colonizes weaker lands
 And taxes natural resource, oil, diamonds, copper exchanging hands
 You put in Democratic so called governments as heads of the state
 That are willing to adhere to your bidding and reap measly profits from their state
 And you colonize them with phone companies, hotels, McDonalds and Nike plants
 And erect military bases under the pretense of defense
 But the truth is its defense from revolution, in case the poor rise up
 Against the governments you've helped to empower and make the final stop
 Then you called them a communist menace and stage and attack from your own bases
 Then the government death squads, ..., destroy their empty faces
 You sent embargos on countries who don't agree or finally do revolt
 A free country can't sell their natural resource on a global free market vote
 The countries that sit in the N.A.T.O. seats are the same domineering five
 And the butchers they empower keep the rest of the seats alive
 And the countries ostracized by embargo that form the rest of the world
 Were forced to form a non-aligned organization, a union, so they could be heard
 You call this a free market and your system Democratic
 But it's now a taxing empire that sends its shots out dead sporatic
 Well, you can take my contentment, my sense of security
 You can beat me from head to toe, till I bleed
 You can starve me or freeze me because it's all the same to me
 Because in my mind I know I want to be free
 You sent your psychologist to evaluate me and give a report to the paper to read
 I'm more stable than he is - I'm beginning to see
 In this frustration of war, it's one purpose I see
 I know of your tactics to break people like me
 Separate love forever, I'm refused being seen
 In the maze of our memories we live there you see
 In our minds we are together and forever we'll be
 You can murder my land, make the skylarks scream
 Just to tell your provincials you'd not turn on them
 Your possessive ego crushes my friends and me
 But I know in my mind that I want to be free
 You fought Ireland as an organized army, you fought them as a country
 But they fought you as a people and you were oblivious as to which serf was defending
 If you act like rats you get treated like this, but now you are rebutting
 Because we stood like a rock when for tactics and answers, like rats you were scrambling
 What to report in the media, to tell to those to which you lied
 When Angolans and Serbs and Chinese and Nicaraguans and Zapatistas and Iranians and Cubans and Irish are
 always the ones who have died