White Explosions from El Pulpo by John Davis & the Cicadas

You start with white explosions
On volcanic shattered rock
You sailed off to Hoboken
You landed on the docks

Sinatra sang about you
And the people sang along
The nation had to have you
And have you for a song
Sinatra sang about you
And the people sang along
The nation had to have you for a song

King Kullen the Price Wrecker
Sold you like a snake
Where you grow revolution
Follows in your wake
Since a Frenchman crossed the ocean
With your ancestor on a stake

Sinatra sang about you
And the people sang along
The nation had to have you
And have you for a song
Sinatra sang about you
And the people sang along
The nation had to have you, for a song

Guatemala, Nicaragua
Chiapas, Salvador
Rwanda, Indonesia
Brazil, Angola, more

Sandino called them blonde beasts,
the US marines
Liberation priests said they killed just for
your beans
Eisenhower, Dulles, oh how they’d kill for
you
JFK and LBJ, you know they did it too

Sinatra sang about you
And the people sang along
The nation had to have you
And have you for a song

You spawned Lloyd’s of London
And bred the stock exchange
You sped up hungry workers
Oh they also got shortchanged
You made a rich man of Somoza
You made the fame of Juan Valdez
Where your aroma grows
A muscleman means what he says

You start with white explosions
On volcanic shattered rock
You sail off for a token
And land on every block

Sinatra sang about you
And the people sang along
The nation had to have you
And have you for a song
Sinatra sang about you
And the people sang along
The nation had to have you, for a song

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