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Four New Rovics Songs

by johnx
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Four yet to be published david rovics songs culled from Radio performances.

The Face of Victory
David Rovics

I lost my job and joined the army
To get an education
And I most surely did
Wanted to have some kinda steady job
Lead a decent life
Support me and my wife and kid
First I was based in Texas
Then it was off to Germany
Then they sent us to Iraq
So many ruined buildings
So many burned up bodies
Twisted railroad track
We were sent off to Fallujah
Told to keep the peace
Amidst such hunger and despair
I was just nineteen
I didn’t have a clue
What we were doing there
Now they say the war is over
And I’m back at home
Here in the land of the free
And you’re looking at the face of victory

Patrolling thru Fallujah
Driving on the rubble
Shattered pavement and shattered glass
They sent us on the search for weapons
We looked in every basement
Never found a single barrel of gas
And when we saw the cities looted
While we watched the oil pipelines
It all began to seem so clear
We were fighting for Exxon
And dying for Chevron
That’s what we were doing here
They told us we’d be welcomed
As troops of liberation
And once again they lied
We got shot at every day
Everywhere we went
A bunch of my buddies died
A rocket launcher hit my tank
Started up a fire
Blew my legs right off of me
And now you’re looking at the face of victory

They sent me back to Michigan
Put some plastic on my stumps
Sent me on my way
And now I roll on down the city streets
Looking at the people
While they turn their eyes away
Down at the Burren
They were talking about the government
And how it’s all a ruse
And I get a little madder
Every time I see the president
Smirking on the evening news
And I think of how they duped me
And so many more good people
And I think of the price we paid
The rich keep getting richer
And the bastards are already scheming
About the next nation they want us to invade
And I just keep on thinking
About this situation
I think of Oklahoma City
Yeah, you’re looking at the face of victory

Created November, 2003
Copyright David Rovics 2003, all rights reserved
§Here at The End of The World
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Here At the End of the World
David Rovics

Standing here on a highway
Turned into a lake
Born on this planet
That I didn’t make
The ice caps are melting
You can measure the rise
Of the poisoned oceans
Hear all the lies
Of the political pundits
And corporate crooks
Their accountants and scientists
Cooking the books
With hardly an inkling
Of what it’s about
Wedded to profit
In flood and in drought
I’m talking to you
From here at the end of the world

Standing here on the bayou
Amidst mountains of soil
Washed off from the farmland
And covered in oil
One ton every acre
Lost every year
And along with the pesticides
It ends up right here
Millions of miles
Of chemical wheat
Challenging all
To try to compete
And lay waste to your country
Like we’ve done to ours
Let them eat coffee
Sugar, coca and flowers
I’m talking to you
From here at the end of the world

And here in the city
Shrouded in smoke
Ten million people
This morning awoke
To a future of cancer
Industrial disease
So let’s build some more suburbs
And buy SUV’s
Let’s cut down the mountains
And burn all the coal
And put all the money
In a humungous bowl
They’ll call it progress
And they’ll blame it on you
To end life as we know it
To enrich the few
I’m talking to you
From here at the end of the world

Yes I speak to you now
From an occupied place
You might call it your home
Or a terrorist base
They’ll send your sons and your daughters
To make sure that it’s theirs
While they sit in their mansions
On their plush leather chairs
And everyone’s waiting
For us to decide
From dust we were born
And in dust we reside
Will we realize the commons
Is to shepherd and share
Here in this war zone
Called land, water and air
Yes I’m talking to you
From here at the end of the world

Created November, 2003
Copyright David Rovics 2003, all rights reserved
§Song The Songbird Sings
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Song the Songbird Sings
David Rovics

It was another Friday morning
I was among the olive trees
Out looking for birds to catch
My father, his friends and me
I had my string and net
And a nimble eye
There beside the farmers' fields
Where the songbirds fly

When you're catching birds
The world disappears
And a thousand songs of autumn
Are all that fills your ears
They sing their songs so brightly
At the dawning of the day
They fly back and forth over the fence
Where we must stay away

(Chorus)
You can see the birds beneath the clouds
Watch them spread their wings
You can listen to the wind
And the song the songbird sings

It's so good to come here
So far from all the sound
Of all the shooting and the shouting
And the tanks upon the ground
I just wish I could live here
Within this olive grove
Just me, my friends and family
And a small wood-burning stove

(Chorus)

Last week I caught three sparrows
It was quite a day
Now I'm bound for glory
That's what they say
I hear them talk about me
Shedding tears upon a sack
Inside there lies a child
With four bullets in his back

(Chorus)

Created November, 2003
Copyright David Rovics 2003, all rights reserved
§The Scar Upon Your Face
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The Scar Upon Your Face
David Rovics

When I woke up this morning
I felt something in my skin
I saw your hair upon the pillow
And the cleft upon your chin
Your eyes opened and they found me
Like a synonym for grace
And your wild beauty was revealed
In the scar upon your face

When I woke up this morning
And I heard you say that word to me
You looked upon your Jewish lover
And you called him "habibi"
I know there is a future
I think you're proof that that's the case
I saw it on your lips
And on the scar upon your face

When I woke up this morning
I saw the ring upon your hand
Your only piece of evidence
From a long-forsaken land
It takes me to a village
In another time and place
Like the depth within your eyes
And the scar upon your face

When I woke up this morning
Lost somehow in the deep
I recalled the sound
Of you crying in your sleep
Crying for your mama
And this savage human race
I could only kiss your cheek
And the scar upon your face

Created February, 2003
Copyright David Rovics 2003, all rights reserved
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