Song | Waiting for the Fall |
Artist | David Rovics |
Album | Halliburton Boardroom Massacre |
Helicopter missiles launch | |
The ground rumbles | |
Apartment complex shakes | |
Just before it crumbles | |
Children scream and die | |
Wrong time, wrong place | |
A woman wears a shawl | |
That covers the scar upon her face | |
A boy looks through a pool of blood | |
And prays to see the day | |
When the armies of the infidels | |
Will once more go away | |
And everybody's just | |
Waiting for the fall | |
Outside the Green Zone | |
Through the machine gun turrets | |
On the other side of the wall | |
The lights go out again | |
The city swelters in the heat | |
A thousand ghosts are weeping | |
Amid the pockmarked street | |
No food in the markets | |
You can't reap grain that you can't sow | |
A no-man's land the Red Cross | |
Doesn't dare to go | |
A soldier shoots at everything | |
Acting like the master race | |
All the while wondering | |
What he's doing in this place | |
And everybody's just | |
Waiting for the fall | |
Outside the Green Zone | |
Through the machine gun turrets | |
On the other side of the wall | |
No gas in the gas tanks | |
Lines a mile long | |
A nation turned to rubble | |
Where everything's gone wrong | |
Death squads roam the alleys | |
Looking for the eye | |
Of anyone who dares to say | |
A lie is just a lie | |
The torturers are torturing | |
In a prison cell | |
Flushing Korans down the toilet | |
Saying all praise be to Shell | |
And everybody's just | |
Waiting for the fall | |
Outside the Green Zone | |
Through the machine gun turrets | |
On the other side of the wall | |
Humvee fires | |
Someone fires back | |
A sound that lets you know | |
You're somewhere in Iraq | |
Surgeons with no medicine | |
Wonder what to do | |
And ask how things might be | |
If the outside world knew | |
And in an ivory tower in Texas | |
They're toasting the New Year | |
Not knowing there's a country | |
Far away from here | |
And everybody's just | |
Waiting for the fall | |
Outside the Green Zone | |
Through the machine gun turrets | |
On the other side of the wall | |
Where everybody's just… |
Helicopter missiles launch | |
The ground rumbles | |
Apartment complex shakes | |
Just before it crumbles | |
Children scream and die | |
Wrong time, wrong place | |
A woman wears a shawl | |
That covers the scar upon her face | |
A boy looks through a pool of blood | |
And prays to see the day | |
When the armies of the infidels | |
Will once more go away | |
And everybody' s just | |
Waiting for the fall | |
Outside the Green Zone | |
Through the machine gun turrets | |
On the other side of the wall | |
The lights go out again | |
The city swelters in the heat | |
A thousand ghosts are weeping | |
Amid the pockmarked street | |
No food in the markets | |
You can' t reap grain that you can' t sow | |
A noman' s land the Red Cross | |
Doesn' t dare to go | |
A soldier shoots at everything | |
Acting like the master race | |
All the while wondering | |
What he' s doing in this place | |
And everybody' s just | |
Waiting for the fall | |
Outside the Green Zone | |
Through the machine gun turrets | |
On the other side of the wall | |
No gas in the gas tanks | |
Lines a mile long | |
A nation turned to rubble | |
Where everything' s gone wrong | |
Death squads roam the alleys | |
Looking for the eye | |
Of anyone who dares to say | |
A lie is just a lie | |
The torturers are torturing | |
In a prison cell | |
Flushing Korans down the toilet | |
Saying all praise be to Shell | |
And everybody' s just | |
Waiting for the fall | |
Outside the Green Zone | |
Through the machine gun turrets | |
On the other side of the wall | |
Humvee fires | |
Someone fires back | |
A sound that lets you know | |
You' re somewhere in Iraq | |
Surgeons with no medicine | |
Wonder what to do | |
And ask how things might be | |
If the outside world knew | |
And in an ivory tower in Texas | |
They' re toasting the New Year | |
Not knowing there' s a country | |
Far away from here | |
And everybody' s just | |
Waiting for the fall | |
Outside the Green Zone | |
Through the machine gun turrets | |
On the other side of the wall | |
Where everybody' s just |