Guantanamo:
Revolutionary New Music from NADIR’s Distorted Soul
The blood that is shed in my name is blood on my hands.
And the children that are crying because they’ll never see daddy again…
Why can’t I say that it’s wrong?
Why can’t I stand up and do the right thing?
If I could just find a song that I could sing if I have to go
All the Way to Guantanamo.
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