White Bones Of Allende

(album: New Songs From The Briarpatch - 1977)

You are flying to Vienna, you have phones aboard your airplanes
Sit at oaken tables and speak in solemn tones
While the leaders of all nations keep a deep respectful silence
You're moving pawns and bishops made of flesh and blood and bone

But the white bones of Allende and the scattered bones of Chile
Are the scream that breaks the silence of the thousands blown away
Oh, the white bones of Allende and the scattered bones of Chile
Are not silent, they are screaming, they're your Peace Prize, Doctor K

While you banter with reporters, while you charm your fellow diners
While you dance with wives of princes, while you rest from cares of state
There are thousands in the prisons, there are widows numb with sorrow
There are graves unmarked and hidden, there are ghosts outside your gate

And the white bones of Allende and the scattered bones of Chile
Are the scream that breaks the silence of the thousands blown away
Oh, the white bones of Allende and the scattered bones of Chile
Are not silent, they are screaming, they're your Peace Prize, Doctor K

For it's Kissinger in China, oh, it's Kissinger in Cairo
and it's Kissinger at NATO in the grand old power game
But the white bones of Allende tell another darker story
For you never got to Chile, but you killed it just the same

And the white bones of Allende and the scattered bones of Chile
Are the scream that breaks the silence of the thousands blown away
Oh, the white bones of Allende and the scattered bones of Chile
Are not silent, they are screaming, they're your Peace Prize, Doctor K