No More Vietnams Lyrics - Singles - Small Fred

The market place was bustlying in the morning 

When the army and the ORDEN made their strike 

Like a farmer killing chickens for the market 

They cut down every living thing in sight. 

They tore into the wombs of the women 

The sunlight gleaming on their bayonets 

And the fishermen downstream, though they never heard the screams 

Hauled in a harvest of human carnage in their nets. 

CHORUS: 

Take down my name 

I ain't alone, I ain't ashamed 

And I say U.S.A. out of El Salvador! 

You can tell the Pentagon 

We want no more Vietnams 

We ain't marching into that jungle anymore. 

She left her home in Ohio far behind her 

She swore a sacred vow to help the poor 

With three sisters she was raped and slowly tortured 

Left in a shallow grave in El Salvador. 

A doctor, he would grieve at all the suffering 

He never asked his patient's party line 

But he saved a rebel's life--the death squad came at night 

Healing the sick his only crime. 

CHORUS 

Our taxes buy the bullets of the killers 

Our helicopters darken southern skies 

Our business wants new markets and cheap labor 

Our papers rush to print C.I.A. lies 

But take a message to the smiling politicians 

Who like to talk so tough and act so brave 

The rattling words of war, we've heard them all before 

And we will answer them with peace and joy and rage. 

CHORUS