Barricades - The Jim Carroll Band

By jim carroll

We should have left at once

We should have never stayed

Now they have drawn the line

Now there is a barricade

Now theres a barricade

A barricade

Who makes promises?

Who makes promises through a thick lead door?

Through an intercom on the 23rd floor?

Who makes promises and then promises more?

Who makes promises for el salvador?

Bobbys getting called.

billys getting called

Juans getting called, johns getting called.

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They get a letter in the mail, they get a telephone call

It says, «come on, come on.

.

.»

It says, «come on.

.

.»

All the american boys

Asleep beneath american shade

Awake on foreign soil

They awake inside the barricades

Inside the barricades

The sun curves over the jungle

And trees grow from the dead nuns lungs

But when the ship is in the harbor

Then the cyanide pills on their tongue

Inside the barricade, inside the barricade

Girls, no more going out dancing

And boys, theres no more getting laid

Youre gonna parachute to the holy land

And you will drop into the barricades

Inside the barricades, inside the barricades

Who makes promises for the neutron bomb?

It will sign your lungs to death

And leave the corporate walls unharmed.

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Who makes promises with such insidious charm?

But it would have made things cleaner

In old vietnam.

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Thats when kevin got called up Ritchie got called.

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And kevin never came back

Ritchie never came home

Their folks got a letter in the mail

They got a letter in the mail.

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I aint gonna die for standard oil

I.b.m.. .. I wouldnt die for them!

G.e.

not me!

«come on,"they say, «come on»

They say «come on,»

And you say, «ahh».. .

You just say «later!»