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The FTAA protests in November, 2003 involved some of the most coordinated and unprovoked military-style assault on nonviolent protesters I've ever heard of or seen.
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"If the great Phil Ochs were to rise from the dead today, he would probably be hailed as the new David Rovics." Andy Kershaw, BBC
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Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
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Peak #204
Peak in subgenre #23
Author
David Rovics
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David Rovics 2004 All Rights Reserved
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May 26, 2005
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The FTAA protests in November, 2003 involved some of the most coordinated and unprovoked military-style assault on nonviolent protesters I've ever heard of or seen.
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The leaders of the world had gathered To make the planet freer for free trade To create a better business climate For all the profits they had made Surrounded by an army There for their defense Armed with APC's and 'copters And lots of common sense Behind a fence behind a wall That shouts you shall not pass Broken skulls, plastic bullets And a thousand gallons of tear gas And the world leaders kept on talking Behind the mote upon the hill And they boasted of prosperity And their latest free trade bill They thanked God, they thanked Boeing They thanked the World Bank They thanked the firepower Of the M1 Tank They defended their positions And the glory of their class With broken skulls... On the streets we chanted We have no clubs or guns We've just come to tell the people The evil ways this system runs But the truth can set us free The rulers all knew well So they drowned the truth with 'copters And the ringing of the bell With their tasers on our bodies And our faces in the grass Broken skulls... And the cameras hid behind the lines Of half a million men in blue When the rich men moved their lips They recorded them on cue The occupation of a city By an army of police Wasn't worthy of a mention From the reporters of the peace Neither were the wounded children Or the boarded glass Or the broken bones...
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