Poetry/Lyrics - El Salvador

Hey, hey,

What do you say?

El Salvador,

is eight hours away.

Jungle steaming,

crowds are teaming.

The people there,

are really screaming.

More guns.

More tanks.

Fresh advisors,

that's what we desire.

Don't send no food or doctors.

Crap like that,

we don't need that.

Today they're giving their,

daily special.

Ten more gorillas to kill.

Intoxicate.

Rejuvenate.

Get a few Nuns and desecrate.

That's what it's all about,

everyone salute and shout.

Crawl in a ditch,

prepare to die,

we're going to shoot them under TV's roving eye.

Don't take that picture

or I'll rape your sister.

What do you mean mister,

I can't have that sister.

Put your head,

between your knees,

we're going to show you,

we do what we please.

Machine gun screams,

rat-a-tat-tat.

That's what it's all about,

everyone salute and shout.

Machine gun screams,

rat-a-tat-tat.

That's what it's all about,

everyone salute and shout.

Machine screams,

rat-a-tat-tat.

That's what it's all about,

everyone,

salute and shout!

Poetry/Lyrics to the song

El Salvador.

Written by TwoBuckHowie

and played on the College radio station in

Milwaukee, Wisconsin,

during the mid 1980's.

This is,

I Felt A Little Nostalgic This Evening,

Jim Hauenstein,

And,

 “From whence shall we expect the approach of danger? Shall some trans-Atlantic military giant step the earth and crush us at a blow? Never. All the armies of Europe and Asia...could not by force take a drink from the Ohio River or make a track on the Blue Ridge in the trial of a thousand years. No, if destruction be our lot we must ourselves be its author and finisher. As a nation of free men we will live forever or die by suicide.”
- Abraham Lincoln -

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