A Simple Lick of Truth
Written by: Critical Mood
Produced by: 6th Militant
I'd like to a share a simple lick
of truth for those who refuse ...
To recognize the blood runnin' down your fingers ...
The fingers swiftin' through the bucks and bills ...
The faces on paper that fuels the rhetoric that does more than kill
So you stand there, defendin' a past that recalls the poetry of
democracy
Consent without consent, from America Latina to the sunken faces of
these so-called Viets
Nicaragua, El Salvador ...
Ain't nuthin' more than footnotes in history
Pissed away by the anatomy of complicity and now we stand clueless
Disconnected to our own past of bloodshed
Knockin' on the doors of the red curtains, ironed to the reach of
perfection ...
White House pots and pans bangin' with unity ...
And you! You! You stand here refusin' a lick of truth!
And now ... amidst Katie Couric's overblown smile
Dan Rather not run his fingers through a Reaganites file
With shit out the pulpit, 'nuff words to feed the public
Runnin' buck wild on a Jesuit who do choose to say it
A top the pile of nameless games, they sought to write a history ...
For those you evicted from the pages you stuff down your child's
throat
A simple lick of truth is all it takes
Madres of Plaza de Majo, those who disappeared from the face of this
wretched earth
Buried deep under the edits of producers and animators
Walt Disney should take notes from these lethargic, manipulatin'
devils
And you! You! You stand here unmoved by the blood on your fingers
Unmoved by the rag-tag guerrillas armed through White House piggy
banks
Multinational capitalists creating they own Che Guevara's armed with
F-16's and the latest Pentagon gadgetry
Yes! Rag-tag like the guns creating cantons of Palestinian swamps
Swamps to till, swamps to raise a family of livestock ...
Living less than a herd of unfed and brutalized cattles
Don't you know? These armies rooted in public opinion
Public polls drawn out of the pawn, the bankrolled dictators
Living well and saluted by a public too stupid to call a lying bitch
as they see it
Go! Prove to me you ain't stupid!
Prove that you can grip simple moral standards achieved by looking
at simple elementary facts
The facts of casualties and parallels in history
Of simplistic murders and assassinations
Simplistic cases of genocide and rulings brought down by the World
Court you now deem irrelevant
For their simplistically put charges of state terrorism on your red,
white and blue and more red
The facts are simple and ...
You! You! You stand here refusin' a lick of truth!
17 billion they told you to pay Nicaragua and the Sandanista
Revolution
7 billion they owe you for the hell you brought down in '84
10 billion in excess of the cash you owe to the Nicaraguan people
Billions and billions they accumulate in bank fees and interests
Now count the billions Lebanon needs to borrow from the IMF and
World Bank for this hell that you created
You! You! You stand here with a false sense of history saved from
the lies, brutality and deception ...
Of the same pigs, the same garbage eating filth that you expect me
to salute with outright complicity
The same tactic, the same destruction, the same allies
The same outcome of bullet ridden bodies and tattered buildings the
victims are expected to pay for
As U.S. guns and proxies deliver for a CNN feast
A simple lick of truth shall send the era of state terror crashing
to the ground ...
As you! You! As you rhyme for a revolution and a romantic tangible
vision of a new world
