Crass: General Bacardi

Crass: General Bacardi (fra The Feeding of the 5000, 1978)


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They formed little groups, like rich mans ghettoes, 
Tending their goats and organic tomatoes. 
While the world was being fucked by fascist regimes, 
They talked of windmills and psychedelic dreams. 

I've seen it all before, 
Revolution at my back door,
Well whose to say it won't happen all again.
Cause the General's sip bacardi, while the privates feel the pain.