Techno Blues Waltz Protest Song with free bonus ending.
alternative
electronica
pop
rock
vincent knobil
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Story behind the song
A colorful little ditty about the (then) upcoming American stupidity in Iraq (or how to create thousands of enthusiastic little Bin Ladens in one expensive, shortsighted step).
Lyrics
I'm so embarrassed
I'm so afraid
So disenchanted
By the great big mess you made
I'm red with shame
White as a sheet
Blue cause the hawks are
King of the street
You can call me yellow
You can call me pink
But all I feel is blue
As we stand on the brink
't's all Black and white
No shades of grey
The skies are blue
No rain on your parade
Green is the money
Black is the oil
Brown is the enemy
Bring it all to a boil
Grey is the iron
Blue is the steel
Orange the fire
Blue's how I feel
Clean is the show
On my little blue screen
Just pearly whites
And such a healthy sheen
The only bangs
Are blond and neat
On the great pink forehead of
TV Barbie
Red is her lipstick
White are her teeth
Blue are her eyes
She's so fresh she's so petite
Cut to the boys
They look mighty fine
As well they should with
Our great God on their side
All fit and tan
In their khaki 'looms
In the sunny desert
Singing in the sandy dunes
Red turns their blood
White turns their corpse
Blue turn their lips
You'll spare us that of course
Hey pale-eyed sheriff
Why come to blows
With mister black
You used to bankroll
Cause you're the strongest
Because you can
Cause yours is bigger
Cause you da man
So thanks to you
The shit'll hit the fan
We'll all be black and blue
And Blue's already what I am
Now Green with envy
All the colorful thugs
Cross our green earth
Who happen to hold a grudge
Can take your cue
You've set the tone
The light's turned green
Three, Two, One, Go!
Rust are the rivers
Bleached are the bones
For now the mood is
Dark indigo