February 1990

Text

Oh sister I’m frightened, oh brother I’m scared
To learn of the death of the Salvador priests
Where was the democracy the congress had paid for?
I think it was uniformed,
Armed,
And I think it was there

Oh sister I’m lost – just what could they do?
Nicaragua’s election, so free on the day
But the campaign trail leads you
To the shadows and borders
There’s war and embargo if you don’t vote
America’s way

Hold the line, hold the line, hold the line Sandinista!
Though many have fallen, still many are strong
They must not take you back
Into the heart of the darkness
They must not raise the hand of Somosa
Again in this land

Erscheint auf

Latin Quarter – Nothing Like Velvet

Album

A Demo