Revolutionary Tunes

Twenty years in Afghanistan

And we all got a T-Shirt

On the front it says: Did that just happen?

And on the back it says: Was It Worth It?

War is really unnecessary

You never know who won

Impossible to spread democracy

With the barrel of a gun

Soldiers killing each other

Doesn't fix a thing

The rich get richer waging war

Soldiers die young and poor

Twenty years in Afghanistan

And all we got was a T-Shirt

On the front it says: Was it worthwhile?

And on the back it says:

Peace begins with a smile

Don't terrify children with images of hell

Don't train them to fear, to hate, and to kill

Don't teach them that females are inferior human beings

Don't replace reality with fanatical beliefs

Twenty years in Afghanistan

And we got a lovely T-Shirt

On the front it says: Was it worthwhile?

And on the back it says:

Peace begins with a smile

Peace begins with a smile

Patrick Daniel Tillman Jr. (November 6, 1976 – April 22, 2004) was an NFL football player who left his sports career and enlisted in the United States Army in May 2002 in the aftermath of the September 11 attacks. His service in Iraq and Afghanistan, and subsequent death, were the subject of national attention when he was killed in action as a result of friendly fire.

Tillman joined the Army Rangers and served several tours in combat before he was killed in the mountains of Afghanistan. At first, the Army reported that Tillman had been killed by enemy fire. Controversy ensued when a month later, on May 28, 2004, the Pentagon notified the Tillman family that he had been killed by fire from his own side; the family and other critics allege that the Department of Defense delayed the disclosure for weeks after Tillman's memorial service out of a desire to protect the image of the U.S. military. LYRICS:

The truth will always be

The first causality of war

They'll look you in the eye

And stick the facts in a drawer

They'll tell how much

Your soldier was adored

Then fold another flag

As you wonder what for

Patrick Tillman

Patrick Tillman

Joined the Army

With his brother Kevin

They joined to protect us

From another 911

Those two Army Rangers

Learned to shoot and kill

Fighting in Afghanistan

Where Pat died up on that hill

Pow Pow Pow

Pat Tillman's effin dead

Killed by friendly fire

But that's not what they said

They made Pat a poster boy

For innocent recruits

Trading Chinese sneakers

For U.S. Army boots

Patrick Tillman

Patrick Tillman

Cut down by friendly fire

In the prime of his youth

But fratricide don't sound so good

So they hid the ugly truth

Pentagon public relations

Old men on rocking horses

Protecting the image

Of the United States Armed Forces

Pow Pow Pow Pat

Tillman's effin dead

Killed by friendly fire

But that's not what they said

They made Pat a poster boy

For newbie recruits

Trading virgin T-shirts

For bloody khaki suits

They burned Pat's uniform

And burned his body armor

They even burned the notebook

Of the man they claimed to honor

The truth will always be

The first causality of war

They'll look you in the eye

And stick the facts in a drawer

They'll tell how much

Your soldier was adored

Then fold another flag

As you wonder what for

On June 29, 2021

Satan called home his favorite son

Cocky Jingo Rumsfeld

Weapon of Mass Destruction

Killed half a million people

But Rummy died peacefully

Unrepentant, without remorse

Without reflection, of course

Rummy was right only twice in his life

The night he was born and the day he died

In between he sent our kids to war

Boys and girls mostly colored and poor

He lived inside his hermit world

Like Alice in Wonderland

Ambition over integrity

Complete irrationality

Half a million people died

Cause of Cocky Jingo Rummy pride

Military and civilian

Known and unknown

He smiled while he lied

He laughed as they died

On June 29, 2021

Satan called home his favorite son

Tic Toc GOP by Lopker

We fought with you side by side

Against the terrible Taliban

We are your translators and your guides

We are the friends you depended on

We gave you our loyalty

We gave you our trust

We helped you so joyfully

And when you leave

They will slaughter us

Please take us with you

Take us too

Take us too

You will see dead bodies in every street

The Taliban will kill us for helping you

Don't leave us behind, please

(The Taliban will kill us)

Take us with you

Take us too

(Don't leave us behind, please)

Take us with you

Take us too

We gave you our loyalty

We gave you our trust

We helped you so joyfully

And when you leave

They will slaughter us

Please take us with you

Take us too

There's a special place in Heaven

For the TrumpVangelical

So said the holy man

On the day the angels fell

It's easy to get in

Just sell your soul to him

You can buy it back anytime

But you'll never own it again

A special place in Heaven

Next to Judas and Jezebel

Far away from Jesus

Underneath the Trump Hotel

You can take the stairway

Or ride the escalator down

Only if your white or beige

No yellow, black, or brown

A place for the pretender

The imposter and the faker

The pious masquerader

And blessed wedding baker

Far away from the Muslim

The Jew and Unbeliever

Far away from the Other

The Buddha and the Dreamer

It's the promised place

Where everyone agrees

On the power of one race

And one one reality

There's a special place in Heaven

For the TrumpVangelical

So said the holy man

On the day the angels fell

A special place in Heaven

For the TrumpVangelical

Far away from Heaven

Underneath the Trump Hotel

It's easy to get in

Just sell your soul to him

You can buy it back anytime

But you'll never own it again

The party of big fat loony lies

Conspiracies, crackpots, and crazies

The party of treason we all despise

The Goofy QAnon Party

The party of a violence, death, and riots

Those lunatics tried to kill our democracy

The fanatical American Isis

The Republican GQP

Q it up, Q it down, stop the psycho killer clowns

Q it here, Q it there, stop the hate, stop the terror

The party of big fat loony lies

Conspiracies, crackpots, and crazies

The party of treason we all despise

The Goofy QAnon Party

They told us to Rest In Peace

Six feet under the grass

Now we spend our eternities

Accidental neighbors who have passed

If I could my friend I'd stretch my hand

To hold yours and comfort you

If I could my friend I would stand

And hold you in the morning dew

I want to hear you story

I want to get to know you

The moments of your glory

And the times you felt so blue

Do you wish sometimes

We could do it again?

Erase all our crimes

And bury all our sins

Would you make the same choices?

Would you click on the same bait?

Do you think it's really possible

Or maybe it's all just fate

Life is short

That's what they say

But death is shorter still

Forever is just one day

When our bodies begin to chill

If I could my friend I'd stretch my hand

To hold yours and comfort you

If I could my friend I would stand

and hug you in the morning dew

Yeah, that's what I'd do

That's what I'd do

I hope you remember the good times

I hope you don't forget me

You're a good friend of mine

And I remember thee

I hope you are happy and healthy

I hope you will foregive me

You and I were barely twenty

When you and I were we

I miss you my friend

I miss you today

Do you remember me?

Do you remember yesterday?

All those motions so far away

I hope you remember the good times

I hope you don't forget me

You're a good friend of mine

And I remember thee

Oh I remember thee

Oh I remember thee

Oh I remember thee

Just in case I burn in the fire

Or lose my god damn soul

Just in case you don't hear my scream

In the bloody afterglow

Please pause a week or two

Before you post your first "Oh, No!"

It's all fate just another day

Fading into tomorrow

Just in case I drown in the waves

Or forget my keys

Please don't look too long for me

In the parking lot

Or the god damn ocean breeze

It's all fate just another day

Fading into tomorrow

It's all fate just another day

Tasting of our sweet sorrow