The Occupation - Johnny Punish

Dedicated to American Citizen Rachel Corrie, a worldwide hero of freedom, liberty, and justice.

Rachel Aliene Corrie (April 10, 1979 - March 16, 2003) was an American member of the International Solidarity Movement (ISM) who was killed by a bulldozer operated by the Israel Defense Forces (IDF) while attempting to prevent IDF forces from demolishing the home of local Palestinian pharmacist Samir Nasrallah. According to the New York Times, Corrie and others were acting as "human shields." A student at the Evergreen State College, she had taken a year off and traveled to the Gaza Strip during the Second Intifada.

The Occupation is a song written, performed, and produced by Johnny Punish (http://www.johnnypunish.com)

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LYRICS
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Your trail of tears
Mark through your years
Making enemies of men

Your blood runs red
You find your children dead
It's hell on earth to fight in the street

They build a wall
Its 2010 feet tall
As if Berlin had never been

Where is the law
Deals made at the casbah
Your brother is selling you out

The occupation
Just a segregation
Humiliation
Is this the nation
That you cry for
A confiscation
Your exploitation
Obliteration
No-Self-Determination

Rachel Corrie
Hero death or glory
Do you even know her name?

She sacrificed
then gave up her life
In the battle of the home Bulldozers

Rachel CorrieIf God had mercy
Then what the hecks the hurry
Can't they see she's just a young kid

Are they insane
Now we know their name
It's Mister I Hate Humanity

The occupation
Just a segregation
Humiliation
Is this the nation
That you cry for
A confiscation
Your exploitation
Obliteration
No-Self-Determination

Self-determination is the free choice of men
With the power to decide how you want to live again
It's the right of the people of a nation to be governed
As they please without the influence of another

They stole your land
Now you understand
How the art of war has been played

But its too late
60 years of hate
Has left with you a rock in your hand

But they got bombs
And the soccer moms
You know they got a gun to your head

What can you do
This coke is for you
And no one will ever be free

The occupation
Just a segregation
Humiliation
Is this the nation

That you cry for
A confiscation
Your exploitation
Obliteration

Who will fight for
the liberation
what's the explanation
Capitulation

Cause you know that
our generation
An Obama-nation
With a fixation

On the world of
Globalization
A complication
For self-determination

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