Текст песни: Guantanamo + перевод

Hear you sold your friend

Got a good price at the local store

You know he could’ve turned you in

Could have been you on the concrete floor

Jefferson roll over and tell ol' Stalin the news

They got 'em looked up in the castroland

Redefining abuse in shades of grey

Torture advocate

Got his dick up in a chicken hawk

Life is what he’ll get

War president is a criminal

Still the years they go by

No charge of trial date

You’re accused of whatever you confess to

Until then you won’t see the light of day

There must be another way

There must be another way

The weathervanes are charging down the hill

In some quixotic Calvary

And the war machine is shaking in its sleep

And the homesick ghost of the Geronimo

I fear is taking all the absinthe

There must be another way

Since Geneva’s nearly drowned

Since the tinsmith was gagged and bound

Since the rich boys got away

Two shovels and a skull of the widower brave

Another indefinite detention

Another tradition saved

All hail the line of crooked white chiefs

Whose father stole the bones from an Indian grave

There must be another way

There must be another way

There must be another

Hey Geronimo, hey Guantanamo

Hey Geronimo, hey Guantanamo

Hey Geronimo, hey Guantanamo

Hey Geronimo, hey Guantanamo

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