Songs and Chants
W.M.D., Where Can They Be?
Sung to the tune of Last Kiss by Wayne Cochran
New words by Anna Stange & Bob Gronko
G Em
Oh where oh where can the weapons be?
C D
W. Bush said there they’d be.
G Em
We’ve bombed Iraq to make them free,
C D G
So they can have demo-cracy.
He needed oil for his daddy’s car
Baghdad didn’t seem very hard.
There in the sand, straight ahead,
There was Saddam; he wouldn’t play dead.
We didn’t stop; we swerved to the right.
I’ll never forget the sights that night:
Shock & Awe, the cluster bomb blast,
The dead civilians—free at last.
Oh where oh where can the weapons be?
W. Bush said there they’d be.
We’ve bombed Iraq to make them free,
So they can have demo-cracy.
George & Tony singing, “Bring It On.”
Murdoch’s news cheering on & on.
Rummy & Paul, & Condi & Dick
Say Saddam—Osama are in it thick.
A Mushroom Cloud; the nuclear fleece.
Our president says, “War for Peace.”
A Cowardly Congress is The Imminent Threat
The Corporate Kiss of Death.
Oh where oh where can the weapons be?
W. Bush said there they’d be.
We’ve bombed Iraq to make them free,
So they can have demo-cracy.
Mm mm mm mm, etc.
Peace Song
Sung to the tune of Peace Song, a traditional children's round
New words by Anna Stange
1,2,3,4
Everybody’s talking about
Peace & War & Love & Hate
Here & There & Everywhere
Chorus:
Peace, Peace, Peace, Peace
Wars must end and wars must cease
We must learn to live together
We need peace
Everybody’s Talking about
Afghanistan, Pakistan
Kurjistan, Where’d ya stand
Here I stand, there you stand
Everybody’s talking about
New York, Baghdad, Bethlehem
Let em in, Keep em out,
Stand & Shout, Don’t ya shout
I love you, You love me
We’re all one big family
Brothers Sisters, Mothers, Fathers
Round & Round the Circle Goes
AND WE NEED PEACE
Iko Iko
New lyrics by Anna Stange
My Grandma & your Grandma, listen to the liar.
My Grandma tell your grandma, can ya see his pants on fire
Talkin 'bout, Hey now (hey now) Hey now (Hey now) Iko Iko....
(same chorus lines)
My best friend tell your best friend, the flames are flying higher
Voting is the safest way, gonna get rid of that liar
Talkin bout, Vote now (vote now) Vote now (vote now) Iko Iko...
My Grandma & your Grandma, sittin by the fire
My Grandma tell your Grandma, they're listening on the wire
Talkin bout, Hey now (hey now) Hey now (hey now) Iko Iko...
Middle class & Lower class, trampled in the mire
Common ground is all around, gonna wake up to the liars
Talking bout, Rise up (rise up) Rise up (rise up) Iko Iko....
My big boss tells your big boss, sitting by the fire
We can do just want we want, gonna make those profits higher
Talkin' bout, No way (no way) No way (no way) Iko Iko...
Corporations got to go, light the funeral pyre
Join together peoples power, gonna set this world on fire
Talkin bout We win (we win) We win (we win)
What Would I Do?
Words & music by Anna Stange
How would I act at my job?
What would I say to my Mom?
Would I say what I feel, because it is real?
What would I do?
Would I ride the on the train?
Or fly on an airplane?
Would I share a ride and do it with pride?
What would I do?
Am I willing to fight?
Stand for what I know to be right?
Would I have courage to face the scourge?
What would I do?
Do you think it just happens?
You wake up one day and you’re brave?
I know it’s not magic; it just comes with practice.
What could I do?
They called him a Commie, a Red.
Said your career now it’s dead.
But Woodie & Pete, they sang what was true.
What would I do?
So many things that we share:
This earth, the water, the air.
Each small thing that we do, leaves choices for you.
What would you do?
© Anna Stange, 2002