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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 Kokaine 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 Verdas Those Washington bullets again The Bay of Pigs, in 1961 Havana for the playboys in the Cuban sun For Castro is the 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 Amerika! Well the people fought the leader And up he flewâ?? With no Washington bullets what else could he do? And if you can find an Afghan rebel That the Moscow bullets missed Ask him what he thinks of voting Communistâ?? Ask the Dalai Lama in the hills of Tibet How many monks did the Chinese get In a war-torn swamp stop any mercenary And check the British bullets in his armoury Que? Sandinista!
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