- Highway 9
- By Eliza Gilkyson
Well, the white god said to the little man
we're gonna fulfill scripture in the holy land
between the Tigris and Euphrates, it's a lot like hell
go on and liberate my people and the o-i-l.
Got your big trucks rollin' down hiway 9
put on the armor, it's party time
gonna dance with the devil of our own design
get your big trucks rollin' down hiway 9.
So the little man gathered all his chicken-hawks in
and the neo-cons and his daddy's kin
With their own clear channel and a helluva spin
and a white man hidden in a black man's skin.
Big trucks rollin' down hiway 9
pulverize the public, it's payback time
who's tax dollar is it? your's and mine
keeps the big trucks rollin' down hiway 9.
- Well we got caught sleepin at the sentry post
now we're standing toe to toe with what we feared the most
that old father and his son and the unheavenly host
- We gotta do what we can and don't give up the ghost
- Big trucks rollin' down hiway 9
food and water and an Internet line
run to the polls when it comes a time
cause the big trucks rollin' down hiway 9.
© Eliza Gilkyson. Used here by permission