dedicated to the kind woman, I forgot her name, who gave me the cane here in Ashland, OR, and the waitress in Phetchaburi, Thailand who gave me a yellow umbrella and wouldn't take my money
Share of your riches
give others their place in the sun
May all lands be peaceful
let history teach of the gun
for from Trafalgar to Fallujah,
it's been a long trail of gore.
And though mongers keep shouting,
the world's grown tired of war
so let old feuds be forgiven,
and tolerance be the law of the day.
May every art blossom,
and true civilization hold sway
for from Trafalgar to Fallujah,
it's been a long trail of gore.
and though mongers keep shouting
the world's grown tired of war
so let all cultures mingle
and forswear use of the bomb
may each people have freedom
I say never again Vietnam
for from Trafalgar to Fallujah
it's been a long trail of gore;
and onward they'd lead us
but it's high time we ask just what for
onward they'd lead us,
but it's high time we ask just what for
See yesterday's generals
humanity quite misunderstood,
despite the crusades and Auschwitz
people are generally good
Oh, from Trafalgar to Fallujah
it's been a pointless trail of gore
let new Napoleons come knocking
this time let's not open the door
(ooh, ooh)
