
Work for Peace Gil Scott-Heron
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Back when Eisenhower was the President
Golf courses was where most of his time was spent
So I never really listened to what the President said
Because in general I believed that the General was politically dead
But he always seemed to know when the muscles were about to be flexed
Because I remember him saying something
Mumbling something about a Military Industrial Complex
Americans no longer fight to keep their shores safe
Just to keep the jobs going in the arms making workplace
Then they pretend to be gripped by some sort of political reflex
But all they’re doing is paying dues to the Military Industrial Complex
The Military and the Monetary
The Military and the Monetary
The Military and the Monetary
The Military and the Monetary
Get together whenever they think its necessary
They turn our brothers and sisters into mercenaries
They are turning the planet into a cemetery
The Military and the Monetary, use the media as intermediaries
They are determined to keep the citizens secondary
They make so many decisions that are arbitrary
We’re marching behind a commander in chief
Who is standing under a spotlight shaking like a leaf
But the ship of state had landed on an economic reef
So we knew he was going to bring us messages of grief
Golf courses was where most of his time was spent
So I never really listened to what the President said
Because in general I believed that the General was politically dead
But he always seemed to know when the muscles were about to be flexed
Because I remember him saying something
Mumbling something about a Military Industrial Complex
Americans no longer fight to keep their shores safe
Just to keep the jobs going in the arms making workplace
Then they pretend to be gripped by some sort of political reflex
But all they’re doing is paying dues to the Military Industrial Complex
The Military and the Monetary
The Military and the Monetary
The Military and the Monetary
The Military and the Monetary
Get together whenever they think its necessary
They turn our brothers and sisters into mercenaries
They are turning the planet into a cemetery
The Military and the Monetary, use the media as intermediaries
They are determined to keep the citizens secondary
They make so many decisions that are arbitrary
We’re marching behind a commander in chief
Who is standing under a spotlight shaking like a leaf
But the ship of state had landed on an economic reef
So we knew he was going to bring us messages of grief
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