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French Horns Violins and Bassoons lift eyes to the shower & scatter under balconies

in the middle of a note, in the middle of a big Satyric Footstep,

Pouf! Rain pours thru the sky!

Musicians and audience flee the stone floor’d courtyard,

Atrium of the Rector’s House Dubrovnik October 14, 1980, 10:45 P.M.

“Defending the Faith”

Stopping on the bus from Novi Pazar in the rain

I took a leak by Maglic Castle walls

and talked with the dogs on Ivar River Bank

They showed me their teeth & barked a long long time.

October 20, 1980

Capitol Air

I don’t like the government where I live

I don’t like dictatorship of the Rich

I don’t like bureaucrats telling me what to eat

I don’t like Police dogs sniffing round my feet

I don’t like Communist Censorship of my books

I don’t like Marxists complaining about my looks

I don’t like Castro insulting members of my sex

Leftists insisting we got the mystic Fix

I don’t like Capitalists selling me gasoline Coke

Multinationals burning Amazon trees to smoke

Big Corporation takeover media mind

I don’t like the Top-bananas that’re robbing Guatemala banks blind

I don’t like K.G.B. Gulag concentration camps

I don’t like the Maoists’ Cambodian Death Dance

15 Million were killed by Stalin Secretary of Terror

He has killed our old Red Revolution for ever

I don’t like Anarchists screaming Love Is Free

I don’t like the C.I.A. they killed John Kennedy

Paranoiac tanks sit in Prague and Hungary

But I don’t like counterrevolution paid for by the C.I.A.

Tyranny in Turkey or Korea Nineteen Eighty

I don’t like Right Wing Death Squad Democracy

Police State Iran Nicaragua yesterday

Laissez-faire please Government keep your secret police offa me

I don’t like Nationalist Supremacy White or Black

I don’t like Narcs & Mafia marketing Smack

The General bullying Congress in his tweed vest

The President building up his Armies in the East & West

I don’t like Argentine police Jail torture Truths

Government Terrorist takeover Salvador news

I don’t like Zionists acting Nazi Storm Troop

Palestine Liberation cooking Israel into Moslem soup

Capital Air

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I don’t like the Crown’s Official Secrets Act

You can get away with murder in the Government that’s a fact

Security cops teargassing radical kids

In Switzerland or Czechoslovakia God Forbids

In America it’s Attica in Russia it’s Lubianka Wall

In China if you disappear you wouldn’t know yourself at all

Arise Arise you citizens of the world use your lungs

Talk back to the Tyrants all they’re afraid of is your tongues

Two hundred Billion dollars inflates World War

In United States every year They’re asking for more

Russia’s got as much in tanks and laser planes

Give or take Fifty Billion we can blow out everybody’s brains

School’s broke down ’cause History changes every night

Half the Free World nations are Dictatorships of the Right

The only place socialism worked was in Gdansk, Bud

The Communist world’s stuck together with prisoners’ blood

The Generals say they know something worth fighting for

They never say what till they start an unjust war

Iranian hostage Media Hysteria sucked

The Shah ran away with 9 Billion Iranian bucks

Kermit Roosevelt and his U.S. dollars overthrew Mossadegh

They wanted his oil then they got Ayatollah’s dreck

They put in the Shah and they trained his police the Savak

All Iran was our hostage quarter-century That’s right Jack

Bishop Romero wrote President Carter to stop

Sending guns to El Salvador’s Junta so he got shot

Ambassador White blew the whistle on the White House lies

Reagan called him home cause he looked in the dead nuns’ eyes

Half the voters didn’t vote they knew it was too late

Newspaper headlines called it a big Mandate

Some people voted for Reagan eyes open wide

3 out of 4 didn’t vote for him That’s a Landslide

Truth may be hard to find but Falsehood’s easy

Read between the lines our Imperialism is sleazy

But if you think the People’s State is your Heart’s Desire

Jump right back in the frying pan from the fire

The System the System in Russia & China the same

Criticize the System in Budapest lose your name

Coca Cola Pepsi Cola in Russia & China come true

Khrushchev yelled in Hollywood “We will bury You”

America and Russia want to bomb themselves Okay

Everybody dead on both sides Everybody pray

All except the Generals in caves where they can hide

And fuck each other in the ass waiting for the next free ride

No hope Communism no hope Capitalism Yeah

Everybody’s lying on both sides Nyeah nyeah nyeah

The bloody iron curtain of American Military Power

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