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They bombed Philadelphia,
Killed women and children and men
It's an old story,
Killed women and children and men
It's an old story,
We see it again and again
Shot into houses
While people burned inside
So many have fought
And so many good people have died
They murdered and put MOVE in prison
Now they're bringing more forces to bear
Are we gonna let them strap
Mumia to the electric chair?
Will we pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living?
Stand up on our feet or die in slavery?
Is there somebody here whose life is not worth giving?
Who's it gonna be if it isn't you and me?
They killed Crazy Horse,
Drove his people onto the reserve
Killed children and buffalo,
Some lower power to serve
The people starved and they died
Behind the impassable wall
In tipis and churches,
Even ghost dancers would fall
Now from Ecuador to Big Mountain,
Relocation is rearing its head
Will we turn our backs
Or recall what the good woman said?
Will we pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living?
Stand up on our feet or die in slavery?
Is there somebody here whose life is not worth giving?
Who's it gonna be if it isn't you and me?
They poisoned the water,
Poisoned the air and earth
Who here believes that the dollar
Is all that our planet is worth?
They cut down the forests,
Cut down the mountains and anything else they could take
What a cynical greed to do business
Knowing all life is at stake
Now as they destroy the remains,
Who here will part with the last
Will we raise our voice to the madness
Rise up, lock down, stand fast?
Will we pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living?
Stand up on our feet or die in slavery?
Is there somebody here whose life is not worth giving?
Who's it gonna be if it isn't you and me?
From Manila to Managua,
How many have died in our name?
From Santiago to Santo Domingo,
It's a murderous game
From Baghdad to Belgrade,
Mass murder from ten thousand feet
But from Hanoi to Havana,
There is talk of the tiger's defeat
Will we wait for the next time
To kill kids on some far-away shore
Or will we throw a wrench in the gears
As we shout, "No mas, no more!"
Will we pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living?
Stand up on our feet or die in slavery?
Is there somebody here whose life is not worth giving?
Who's it gonna be if it isn't you and me?
Shot into houses
While people burned inside
So many have fought
And so many good people have died
They murdered and put MOVE in prison
Now they're bringing more forces to bear
Are we gonna let them strap
Mumia to the electric chair?
Will we pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living?
Stand up on our feet or die in slavery?
Is there somebody here whose life is not worth giving?
Who's it gonna be if it isn't you and me?
They killed Crazy Horse,
Drove his people onto the reserve
Killed children and buffalo,
Some lower power to serve
The people starved and they died
Behind the impassable wall
In tipis and churches,
Even ghost dancers would fall
Now from Ecuador to Big Mountain,
Relocation is rearing its head
Will we turn our backs
Or recall what the good woman said?
Will we pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living?
Stand up on our feet or die in slavery?
Is there somebody here whose life is not worth giving?
Who's it gonna be if it isn't you and me?
They poisoned the water,
Poisoned the air and earth
Who here believes that the dollar
Is all that our planet is worth?
They cut down the forests,
Cut down the mountains and anything else they could take
What a cynical greed to do business
Knowing all life is at stake
Now as they destroy the remains,
Who here will part with the last
Will we raise our voice to the madness
Rise up, lock down, stand fast?
Will we pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living?
Stand up on our feet or die in slavery?
Is there somebody here whose life is not worth giving?
Who's it gonna be if it isn't you and me?
From Manila to Managua,
How many have died in our name?
From Santiago to Santo Domingo,
It's a murderous game
From Baghdad to Belgrade,
Mass murder from ten thousand feet
But from Hanoi to Havana,
There is talk of the tiger's defeat
Will we wait for the next time
To kill kids on some far-away shore
Or will we throw a wrench in the gears
As we shout, "No mas, no more!"
Will we pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living?
Stand up on our feet or die in slavery?
Is there somebody here whose life is not worth giving?
Who's it gonna be if it isn't you and me?
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