Washington Bullets

<br>Oh! Mama, Mama look there!<br>Your children are playing in that street again<br>Don`t you know what happened down there?<br>A youth of fourteen got shot down there<br>The Kokane guns of Jamdown Town<br>The killing clowns, the blood money men<br>Are shooting those Washington bullets again<br><br>As every cell in Chile will tell<br>The cries of the tortured men<br>Remember Allende, and the days before,<br>Before the army came<br>Please remember Victor Jara,<br>In the Santiago Stadium,<br>Es verdad - those Washington Bullets again<br><br>And in the Bay of Pigs in 1961,<br>Havana fought the playboy in the Cuban sun,<br>For Castro is a colour,<br>Is a redder than red,<br>Those Washington bullets want Castro dead<br>For Castro is the colour...<br>...That will earn you a spray of lead<br><br>For the very first time ever,<br>When they had a revolution in Nicaragua,<br>There was no interference from America<br>Human rights in America<br><br>Well the people fought the leader,<br>And up he flew...<br>With no Washington bullets what else could he do?<br><br>`N` if you can find a Afghan rebel<br>That the Moscow bullets missed<br>Ask him what he thinks of voting Communist...<br>...Ask the Dalai Lama in the hills of Tibet,<br>How many monks did the Chinese get?<br>In a war-torn swamp stop any mercenary,<br>`N` check the British bullets in his armoury<br>Que?<br>Sandinista!