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).
This is a zgraphix production.
Produced by Jeff Zavala.
http://zgraphix.org
Lyrics to Draft Dodger Rag
(by Phil Ochs)
Well, I'm just a typical American boy
From a typical American town
I believe in god and Senator Dodd
And keeping old Castro down
And when it came my time to serve
I knew better dead than red
But when I got to my old draft board
Buddy, this is what I said
(chorus)
Sarge, I'm only eighteen, I got a ruptured spleen
And I always carry a purse
I got eyes like a bat, my feet are flat
And my asthma's getting worse
Oh, think of my career, my sweetheart, dear
My poor old invalid aunt
Besides I ain't no fool, I'm a-goin' to school
And I'm working in a defense plant
I got a dislocated disc and a racked-up back
I'm allergic to flowers and bugs
When the bombshell hits I get epileptic fits
I'm addicted to a thousand drugs
I got the weakness woes, I can't touch my toes
I can hardly reach my knees
And if the enemy came close to me
I'd probably start to sneeze
(chorus>
Well, I hate Chou En-lai, I hope he dies
But one thing you gotta see
Is that someone's gotta go over there
And that someone isn't me
So I wish you well, sarge, give 'em hell
Yeah, kill me a thousand or so
And if you ever get a war without blood and gore
I'll be the first to go
(chorus>
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.
Palestine Online Store (http://www.palestineonlinestore.com) is the web's leading website marketing products from or about Palestine.
This was filmed at MonkeyWrench Books (http://www.monkeywrenchbooks.org).
This is a zgraphix production.
Produced by Jeff Zavala.
http://zgraphix.org
Lyrics to Draft Dodger Rag
(by Phil Ochs)
Well, I'm just a typical American boy
From a typical American town
I believe in god and Senator Dodd
And keeping old Castro down
And when it came my time to serve
I knew better dead than red
But when I got to my old draft board
Buddy, this is what I said
(chorus)
Sarge, I'm only eighteen, I got a ruptured spleen
And I always carry a purse
I got eyes like a bat, my feet are flat
And my asthma's getting worse
Oh, think of my career, my sweetheart, dear
My poor old invalid aunt
Besides I ain't no fool, I'm a-goin' to school
And I'm working in a defense plant
I got a dislocated disc and a racked-up back
I'm allergic to flowers and bugs
When the bombshell hits I get epileptic fits
I'm addicted to a thousand drugs
I got the weakness woes, I can't touch my toes
I can hardly reach my knees
And if the enemy came close to me
I'd probably start to sneeze
(chorus>
Well, I hate Chou En-lai, I hope he dies
But one thing you gotta see
Is that someone's gotta go over there
And that someone isn't me
So I wish you well, sarge, give 'em hell
Yeah, kill me a thousand or so
And if you ever get a war without blood and gore
I'll be the first to go
(chorus>
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