Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed. This world in arms is not spending money alone. It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, and the hopes of its children. This is not a way of life at all in any true sense. Under the clouds of war, it is humanity hanging on a cross of iron.'
- Dwight David Eisenhower, April 16, 1953.
Luang Prabang
(Dave Van Ronk) c. 1968
When I got back from Luang Prabang
I didn't have a thing where my balls used to hang
But I got a fuckin' medal and a big harangue
And now I'm a fuckin' hero
Chorus :
Mourn your dead, land of the free
If you wanna be a hero, follow me
Mourn your dead, land of the free
If you wanna be a hero, follow me
And now the boys all envy me
I fought for Christian democracy
With nothing but air where my balls used to be
Now I'm a fuckin' hero
Chorus
One and twenty cannons thundered
Into the bloody pale blue yonder
For a patriotic ball-less wonder
Now I'm a fuckin' hero
Chorus
In Luang Prabang there is a spot
Where the corpses of your brothers rot
And every corpse is a patriot
And every corpse is a hero
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