Passing The Pain Down

Passing the Pain Down – Rory McLeod.

They're making us fight for a better living; they're making us fight again and again.
It takes fifty years to reach twenty years, with a prisoner's ball and chain,
And in case we blame our leaders and punch those who are governing
One brother in Argentina is sent to punch me and I'm sent to punch him.

Chorus:
And they're passing the pain down saying: ‘Be my friend or I'll punch you',
They're passing the pain down; they're making our enemies for us.
They want us to make war ‘gainst our brothers and sisters,
They want us to hate them; they're going to make us into strangers.

I got a ____er sister in America, got an auntie in Russia, got
(backing – I want to be with you
A son in Mexico, in London our, our father and mother got
I want to see you again
Cousins in China and Japan, Turkey, Ireland, Afghanistan,
I want to see you again
My Uncle Bill lives in Birmingham, I want to hold your hand
I ........................................................... I want to hold your hand

We want Independence; we don't want your American dream,
Your dream is a nightmare, with too many screams
Of families waking up in the middle of the night,
Soldiers knocking down doors, they blame us for starting the fight.

Verse:
Well in their army the general kicks a major then the major has a go
He kicks the captain who then kicks the sergeant who then kicks the one below
And as the kicks get harder the poor private you can see
And everybody else are kicked to hell they're trying to save their democracy,

Chorus:
And they're passing the pain down saying: ‘Be my friend or I'll punch you',
They're passing the pain down; they're making our enemies for us.
They want us to make war ‘gainst our brothers and sisters,
They want us to hate them; they're going to make us into strangers.

I got a ___er sister in America, got an auntie in Russia, got
{backing – } *I want to be with you]
A son in Mexico, in London our, our father and mother got
*I want to see you again]
Cousins in China and Japan, Turkey, Africa, Afghanistan,
*I want to see you again]
My Uncle Bill lives in Birmingham, I want to hold your hand
*I ........................................................... I want to hold your hand]

We want Independence; we don't want your American dream,
Your dream is a nightmare, with too many screams
Of families waking up in the middle of the night,
Soldiers knocking down doors, they blame us for starting the fight.
{repeat chorus}

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