Saturday, December 4, 2010

David Rovics - Burn it Down

Described by Amy Goodman as the "musical version of Democracy Now!," Rovics is an internationally celebrated political folks musician. David has traveled the world as a professional flat-picking rabble-rouser, and regularly tours on four continents, playing for audiences large and small at cafes, pubs, universities, churches, union halls and protest rallies.

He has shared the stage with a veritable of who's who of the left in two dozen countries, and has had his music featured on Democracy Now!, BBC, Al-Jazeera and other networks. His essays are published regularly on CounterPunch elsewhere, and the 200+ songs he makes available for free on the web have been downloaded more than a million times. Most importantly, he's really good. He will make you laugh, he will make you cry, he will make the revolution irresistible.

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This was filmed at MonkeyWrench Books (http://www.monkeywrenchbooks.org).

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Lyrics to Burn it Down:
Rodney Coronado was arrested for a speech
That he gave one evening by the San Diego beach
He stated his opinions, they sounded just like mine
And now they want to put him behind bars til 2029

The prosecutor said the problem was the speech it showed intent
I couldn't figure out exactly what he meant
You can't describe an action and say you thought that it was swell
So what'll happen when we sing this, who the heck can tell

(Chorus)
We don't like the condo (bulldozer, Wal-Mart) and we're gonna burn it down
Corporate terrorists, drive them out of town
We'll bring a lot of gasoline, pour it on the floor
Light a match, say a prayer and run right out the door
Burn it down, burn it down, we're going to burn it down
Burn it down, burn it down, burn it down

Now if you just sang that chorus then you just broke the law
To be an eco-terrorist now you just gotta flap your jaw
And hey who knows by the time you have a chance to blink
Whether you're a criminal might depend on what you think

(Chorus)

Now they come for Rod, maybe next they come for you
And I'll tell you what I think all of us should do
Sing this song with me, raise your fist and caterwaul
If we fight together they can't arrest us all

(Chorus)

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