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Ballad Of The Battle Of The Ballot and the Bullet - Part 1: Ugly Americans

Michelle Shocked
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La singer-songwriter texana Karen Michelle Johnston, in arte Michelle Shocked, intende la sua professione come impegno politico. Si pensi all’album che l’ha resa nota in America e nel mondo, “Short Sharp Shocked” del 1988, la cui copertina – in un montaggio che plagia il 12” dallo stesso titolo dell’hardcore band inglese Chaos UK - ritrae la Shocked mentre viene arrestata durante una manifestazione da poliziotti in tenuta antisommossa… Si pensi a come nel 1992 la Shocked, dopo aver pubblicato con la Mercury Records l’album “Arkansas Traveler”, tornò alla produzione indipendente e lo mise nel culo alla potente major appellandosi semplicemente al 13mo emendamento, quello contro la schiavitù… Si pensi, soprattutto, al nome d’arte scelto, Michelle Shocked, che é un gioco di parole con l'espressione inglese shell shocked, usata per gli ex soldati che soffrono di sindrome da stress post-bellico…

Shocked ha scritto questa e le altre canzoni dell’album durante la campagna per le ultime presidenziali USA. Il fatto che Obama sia poi prevalso su McCain nulla toglie all’urgenza della denuncia degli abusi e della repressione del dissenso che hanno caratterizzato il regime di George W. Bush.
I can see it's gonna be a long night
I ain't gonna stop until I get it right
I don't want to sing no jeremiad
I'd really love to say things just ain't that bad

Oh how we love our denial, a comfort to cover up the shame
But the truth is standing on trial and I've got proof that we're all to blame

Oh my fellow Americans
Are we reaping our harvest of greed?
Have we built our house on sinking sand?
Why are we being Ugly Americans?
Uh huh huh huh, Uh huh huh huh

Call it the ballad of the battle of the ballot and the bullet
With a bead on the barrel and a hair trigger—pull it
Shoot yourself in the foot when you shut down dissent
Shoot yourself in the head—vote for a war president

Oh how we love our denial, a comfort to cover up the shame
But the truth is standing on trial and I've got proof that we're all to blame

Oh my fellow Americans
Are we reaping our harvest of greed?
Have we built our house on sinking sand?

What are we thinking?

So go on and hurl your hateful curses
Or worse, sit silent and condemn
Curl your lip, call me unpatriotic
I'm singing this because I can
I'm singing this because I am your Ugly American
Uh huh huh huh, your Ugly American
Uh huh huh huh, your Ugly American
Uh huh huh huh, your Ugly American
Uh huh huh huh

So go on and hurl your hateful curses
Or worse, sit silent and condemn
Curl your lip, call me a traitor
I'm singing this while I still can
I'm singing this because I am your Ugly American
(Uh huh huh huh) Why are we still fighting?
(Uh huh huh huh) A war without end?
(Uh huh huh huh) We all agreed to shut up since when?
(Uh huh huh huh) Heaven help this land.

Contributed by Alessandro - 2009/6/10 - 09:22



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