Declaration Of War

Ethan Miller & Kate Boverman
Language: English

Related Songs

Turn Your Guns
(Ethan Miller & Kate Boverman)
Only Eight
(Ethan Miller & Kate Boverman)
Recipe For Cocaine
(Ethan Miller & Kate Boverman)

Album: If All The Land Would Rise
Songwriter: Ethan Miller

We cannot give in to the dark lullabies of fear, complacency and silence that are emanating from the halls of power. We must turn toward the sources of our outrage and fight for all its worth: struggle, create, dream, defend, overcome, undermine, imagine, build, cultivate, unearth, dismantle-working in all of the many creative and courageous ways that each of us can discover and enact. Ours is a struggle of hope against despair, memory against forgetting, life and livelihood against exploitation and greed, autonomy against coercion and force, solidarity against isolation and fear. Keep on loving, and keep on fighting!
In times of war, the folksingers are supposed to write peace songs
Go to candlelight vigils and lead all the people in sing-alongs
Say, "Make love not war! " and, "Have no vengeance on your enemies!
Meet violence with love and hatred and anger with empathy! "

Now don't get me wrong,
I ain't got nothing against peace songs
Or going to rallies to call for an end to the guns and the bombs
But in times like these, I feel compelled to declare my support
For the ongoing escalation of the war effort

This ain't no peace song,
this is a declaration of war
This ain't no sing-along,
this is the rise of a mighty roar…

When the towers came down, everyone looked around for a culprit
And the media moguls and corporate elites took the pulpit
"Ain't no fault of ours if all these millions are angry
And living in rubble in crumbling hovels in poverty"

Draped in a flag, they are pointing away at their enemy
"United we stand," they say, cleverly shirking complicity
"Don't ask any questions, just follow us, we will show you the way
Rise up America, come bomb another impoverished nation today"

This ain't no peace song,
this is a declaration of war
This ain't no sing-along,
this is the rise of a mighty roar…

Now just look around as the bombs hit the ground, tell me what do you see?
Are the ones calling the shots your friends or your enemies?
Who are the victims? Who are the innocent? And who commits crimes?
And who gets to spin it the next day on the cover of the New York Times?

And furthermore, if I may ask, who are they anyway,
Who can give us our freedom and then with one vote they can take it all away?
Now I do declare they've exceeded their share of the oxygen
And we will not stand for one more command from their lips again

This ain't no peace song,
this is a declaration of war
This ain't no sing-along,
this is the rise of a mighty roar…

An eye for an eye will leave us all blind, I have heard it said
Yes, but peace without justice and struggle will surely leave a million more dead
So stand up on your feet and take to the street, this is not time for fear
Call us traitors or spies and spread all your lies but we will persevere

It's been said before and I'll say it once more, let's bring the war home
And battle the forces of greed and injustice wherever they may roam
And united we'll stand here in this land of hypocrisy
To take back our lives from the rulers and build a democracy

This ain't no peace song,
this is a declaration of war
This ain't no sing-along,
this is the rise of a mighty roar…

No more will we stand idly by while they ravage the earth and hurl flame from the sky
No more we'll be silenced, no more we'll be still
No more we'll be pillaged, no more will be killed
No more silent vigils, this time we will roar
We'll call out the traitors and we will declare war…

On the oil executives, corporate elites,
Wall street vigilantes in mountain retreats,
IMF bureaucrats, Monsanto thugs,
CIA agents with tap and with bugs,
Rich greedy landlords and real estate crooks,
Corporate lawyers with corporate lawbooks,
Fascists in the White House and fools on the hill,
Puppets in uniform, guns set to kill,
Racist avengers and Pentagon brutes,
Slick politicians and bankers in suits,
Old money, new money, privileged few,
Owners of Nike, Chevron, and GQ,
Pesticide pushers of chemical war,
Econ departments, Wal-Mart superstores,
Kings and their armies and princes and dukes,
Religious zealots who kill for the truth,
Free trade agreements and global control,
Smokestacks and gasoline and ozone holes…

This ain't no peace song…
This ain't no peace song…

Contributed by giorgio - 2009/9/19 - 12:26

Main Page

Please report any error in lyrics or commentaries to

Note for non-Italian users: Sorry, though the interface of this website is translated into English, most commentaries and biographies are in Italian and/or in other languages like French, German, Spanish, Russian etc.

hosted by