El Mozote

Lyrics
Somewhere in El Salvador There's a grave for seven hundred Pits full of guts And kids who were tortured and hunted By death squad soldiers Who won't ever be purged or punished Paid for by a government That our tax dollars funded El Mozote [x3] Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh ah oh Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh ah oh But that was so long ago And our officials have retired And once the stench is gone It's easier to forgive the liars There's so many atrocities This nation's since acquired And a Mỹ Lai doesn't mean much With the papers stayin' quiet El Mozote [x3] Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh ah oh [x3] Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh ah oh oh oh Whoa-oh-oh ah oh oh oh [x3] Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh ah oh [x3] Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh ah oh oh oh Whoa-oh-oh ah oh oh oh...
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Credits
- Writers
- Born Against
- Screeching Weasel