Down, down, come on down Follow me down to the cholera well Down, down, come on down Down to the cholera well Down, down, come on down Follow me down to the cholera well Down, down, come on down Down to the cholera well
Well senator, come, take my hand And feel the flames that you have fanned A blood wrecked symphony in sand Remember that Jonestown smell
It could have been Afghanistan The slow destruction of Sudan Not to be found in published plans A covert genocide
Down, down, come on down Follow me down to the cholera well Down, down, come on down Down to the cholera well Yeah
By night, the US planes descend And deals are struck with their pay roll friends An arms bazaar that never ends The Russians land by morning
The militia men are throwing dice For a hand full of beans and rice Wiring and old Soviet device Like a Claymore mine
Down, down, come on down Follow me down to the cholera well Down, down, come on down Down to the cholera well Yeah
Yeah
When everything is blown to hell We'll sit down by the cholera well Drinking poison from the mortar shells Fired up that day Can you feel the stomach cramps? Two million in internment camps We're complicit, in our negligence Of all these holocausts
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