I know a heavy-metal rocker from another blog site. His username is 'Sorceror07', but I call him 'Sorce'. 'Sorce' plays bass guitar; he's got long hair, tatoos, and he wears lots of black leather. This is the war protest song I wrote for him and his band.
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***Lead-in LOUD bass guitar solo by Sorce***
And then Sorce begins to sing with a video collage of war and starvation projected onto a big screen behind him ...
There's war and famine all o'er the world;
The killin' and diein' have just gotta stop.
IEDs explodin', children starvin,
AK-47 assault rifles pop.
Lay down your guns; put all your bombs away.
Beat your tempered steel swords into plow shares.
Let us wage war no more, muthafuckas;
We can make peace if we will only dare.
Yeah, we gotta make peace, muthafuckas!
Death, hunger and diein', what's it all for?
Yeah, we gotta make peace, muthafuckas!
Gotta feed the children and stop the wars!
***EVEN LOUDER bass guitar solo by Sorce (amps maxed out)***
Suicide bombings, gruesome beheadings;
Children diein' of AIDs and starvation.
This shit is so sick but it still goes on;
Where the hell is the United Nations?
Rocket propelled grenades so plentiful,
Barely a cup of rice for a child to eat.
Instead of funding new weapon systems,
We gotta grow vegetables, corn, and wheat.
Yeah, we gotta make peace, muthafuckas!
Death, hunger and diein', what's it all for?
Yeah, we gotta make peace, muthafuckas!
Gotta feed the children and stop the wars!
***EAR-SPLITTING chorus by the whole band***
Brave young soldiers doin' all they are asked;
So many returnin' home in a pine box.
The children, they keep starvin' and diein'
From malnutrition, typhoid and smallpox.
Our new President promised to bring CHANGE,
And he made us believe that YES WE CAN
But our brave young troops keep on fightin'
Al-Qaeda and the fuckin' Taliban.
Yeah, we gotta make peace, muthafuckas!
Death, hunger and diein', what's it all for?
Yeah, we gotta make peace, muthafuckas!
Gotta feed the children and stop the wars!
***Sorce fires a continuous burst of fire from an AK-47 assault rifle above the heads of the adoring, frenzied crowd of groupies while the drummer pounds the hell out of his bass drum and ignites a concussion bomb on the stage as the band builds to a crezendo***
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© Copyright 2009. All rights reserved.
Truman T. Tiger aka Richard H. Schaefer
Inspired by 'Sorceror07', a heavy-metal rocker
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