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Guantanamo Lyrics

They haven't departed.

They haven't gone home.

The trials haven't started.

No evidence shown.

They don't get no visits.

They don't get no calls,

And nobody tells them nothing at all.

The headphones and the blindfolds,

The days and the weeks.

The overalls of orange, the manacled feet.

A Kafka-esque nightmare.

A legal black hole.

A corner of Cuba

Named Guantanamo.

The warmongers tell us

They gave up their rights

When they attacked us

And our way of life.

Oh but our way of life

Depends on the law.

On liberty and freedom

And justice for all.

Well they talk about justice in the US of A.

It's the land of the free and the home of the brave.

Yeah, but outside of America anything goes.

From Bagram to Abu Ghraib

To Guantanamo.

In 70's Ulster the government thought

If they locked up the suspects

The terror would stop.

But all that internment actually did

Was provide the Provos

With more angry kids.

Oh but sometimes I wonder if our leaders really care?

They rely on these demons to keep people scared.

And unwilling to question the fate of those poor souls who lie

Rotting in the cages of Guantanamo

Try them or let then go.

You gotta try them or let them go.

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