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Song «Work for Peace» von Gil Scott-Heron.

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Veröffentlichungsdaten: 1994 03 29 (Album)
Label: TVT TVT 4310
Songwriter Gil Scott-Heron
Produktion: Gil Scott-Heron
Genre: Jazz - Souljazz - Jazzpoetry

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Back when Eisenhower was the President Golf courses was where most of his time was spent So I never really listened to what the President said Because in general I believed that the General was politically dead But he always seemed to know when the muscles were about to be flexed Because I remember him saying something Mumbling something about a Military Industrial Complex Americans no longer fight to keep their shores safe Just to keep the jobs going in the arms making workplace Then they pretend to be gripped by some sort of political reflex But all they’re doing is paying dues to the Military Industrial Complex The Military and the Monetary The Military and the Monetary The Military and the Monetary The Military and the Monetary Get together whenever they think its necessary They turn our brothers and sisters into mercenaries They are turning the planet into a cemetery The Military and the Monetary, use the media as intermediaries They are determined to keep the citizens secondary They make so many decisions that are arbitrary We’re marching behind a commander in chief Who is standing under a spotlight shaking like a leaf But the ship of state had landed on an economic reef So we knew he was going to bring us messages of grief The Military and the Monetary Were shielded by January and went storming into February Brought us pot bellied generals as luminaries Two weeks ago I hadn’t heard of the son of a bitch Now all of a sudden he’s legendary They took the honour from the honourary They took the dignity from the dignitaries They took the secrets from the secretary But they left the bitch an obituary The Military and the Monetary From thousands of miles away in a Saudi Arabian sanctuary Had us all scrambling for our dictionaries Cause we couldn’t understand the fuckin vocabulary Yeah, there was some smart bombs But there was some dumb ones as well Scared the hell out of CNN in that Baghdad hotel The Military and the Monetary They get together whenever they think its necessary War in the desert sometimes sure is scary But they beamed out the war to all their subsidiaries Tried to make So Damn Insane a worthy adversary Keeping the citizens secondary Scaring old folks into coronaries The Military and the Monetary From thousands of miles in a Saudi Arabian sanctuary Kept us all wondering if all of this was really truely, necessary We’ve got to work for Peace Peace ain’t coming this way If we only work for Peace If everyone believed in Peace the way they say they do We’d have Peace The only thing wrong with Peace Is that you can’t make no money from it The Military and the Monetary They get together whenever they think its necessary They’ve turned our brothers and sisters into mercenaries They are turning the planet, into a cemetery Got to work for Peace Peace ain’t coming this way We should not allow ourselves to be mislead By talk of entering a time of Peace Peace is not the absence of war It is the absence of the rules of war and The threats of war and the preparation for war Peace is not the absence of war It is the time when we will all bring ourselves closer to each other Closer to building a structure that is unique within ourselves Because we have finally come to Peace within ourselves The Military and the Monetary The Military and the Monetary The Military and the Monetary Get together whenever they think its necessary They’ve turned our brothers and sisters into mercenaries They are turning parts of the planet, into a cemetery The Military and the Monetary The Military and the Monetary We hounded the Ayatollah religiously Bombed Libya and killed Quadafi’s son hideously We turned our back on our allies the Panamanians And saw Ollie North selling guns to the Iranians Watched Gorbachev slaughtering Lithuanians We better warn the Amish They may bomb the Pennsylvanians The Military and the Monetary Get together whenever they think its necessary They have turned our brothers and sisters into mercenaries They are turning the planet, into a cemetery I don’t want to sound like no late night commercial But it’s a matter of fact that there are Thousands of children all over the world In Asia and Africa and in South America who need our help When they start talking about 55 cents a day and 70 cents a day I know a lot of folks feel as though that Thats not really any kind of contribution to make But we had to give up a dollar And a half just to get in the subway nowadays So this is a song about tommorrow And about how tommorrow can be better. if we all “Each one reach one, Each one try to teach one” Nobody can do everything But everybody can do something Everyone must play a part Everyone got to go to work, Work for Peace Spirit Say Work, Work for Peace If you believe the things you say, go to work If you believe in Peace, time to go to work Can't be wavin your head no more, go to work