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Death Squad Heaven

The CIA's back in town and murder is once again on the agenda in this sardonic poem. ,

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sara

Date:

20 December 2006

Author:

unknown

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Death Squad Heaven

Here we go, here we go,
Bullets all the way -
Now it seems that we have lost
Our high morality,

Oh, here we go, here we go,
Welcome CIA -
Good to have you back on board
Blowing yobs away !

Now we're just like Israel,
Chile and the rest -
Mouthing empty platitudes,
Murdering with the best.

Justice is decided
Without a simple trial -
It's shoot-to-kill on say-so,
Murder British-style,

Oh, here we go, here we go,
Welcome CIA,
Good to have you back on form
Blowing yobs away !

-unknown -

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