Washington Bullets - Remastered

Oh! mama, mama look there!
 Your children are playing in that street again
 Don't you know what happened down there?
 A youth of fourteen got shot down there
 The kokane guns of jamdown town
 The killing clowns, the blood money men
 Are shooting those washington bullets again
 As every cell in chile will tell
 The cries of the tortured men
 Remember allende, and the days before,
 Before the army came
 Please remember victor jara,
 In the santiago stadium,
 Es verdad - those washington bullets again
 And in the bay of pigs in 1961,
 Havana fought the playboy in the cuban sun,
 For castro is a colour,
 Is a redder than red,
 Those washington bullets want castro dead
 For castro is the colour...
 ...that will earn you a spray of lead
 For the very first time ever,
 When they had a revolution in nicaragua,
 There was no interference from america
 Human rights in america
 Well the people fought the leader,
 And up he flew...
 With no washington bullets what else could he do?
 'n' if you can find a afghan rebel
 That the moscow bullets missed
 Ask him what he thinks of voting communist...
 ...ask the dalai lama in the hills of tibet,
 How many monks did the chinese get?
 In a war-torn swamp stop any mercenary,
 'n' check the british bullets in his armoury
 Que?
 Sandinista!