though it's a day late, reprinting the lyrics of Billy Bragg's version of the Internationale seems appropriate: Stand up, all victims of oppression For the tyrants fear your might Don't cling so hard to your possessions For you have nothing, if you have no rights Let racist ignorance be ended For respect makes the empires fall Freedom is merely privilege extended Unless enjoyed by one and all. CHORUS: So come brothers and sisters For the struggle carries on The Internationale Unites the world in song So comrades come rally For this is the time and place The international ideal Unites the human race Let no one build walls to divide us Walls of hatred nor walls of stone Come greet the dawn and stand beside us We'll live together or we'll die alone In our world poisoned by exploitation Those who have taken, now they must give And end the vanity of nations We've one but one Earth on which to live And so begins the final drama In the streets and in the fields We stand unbowed before their armour We defy their guns and shields When we fight, provoked by their aggression Let us be inspired by life and love For though they offer us concessions Change will not come from above. (I guess it's Copyright by Billy Bragg, circa 1990. Maybe not. Should a revolutionary song be copyrighted?) (The story behind this song: Bragg complained that the traditional lyrics to the Internationale were somewhat dated. Pete Seeger said: why don't you write new ones? So Bragg did.) in pen-lternational solidarity, Jim Devine [EMAIL PROTECTED] & http://clawww.lmu.edu/1997F/ECON/jdevine.html "Life is like a shit sandwich. But if you've got enought bread, you don't taste the shit." -- Jonathan Winters.
