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Phil Ochs

Talking Cuban Crisis

 

Talking Cuban Crisis

(albüm: All The News That's Fit To Sing - 1964)


It was just a little while ago I glued my ears to the radio
The announcer was saying we'd better beware
A crisis was hanging a wave from the air
Crawling on the ground
Swimming in the sea
Heading for me

Well, I didn't know if I was for or againg it
He was yelling and screaming a mile a minute
Well, he said "Here comes the President
But first this word from Pepsodent
Have whiter teeth
Have cleaner breath
When you're facing nuclear death"

And then President John began to speak
And I knew right away he wouldn't be weak
Well, he said he'd seen some missile bases
And terrible smiles on Cuban faces
Close Pictures
Carrying land reform too far
Giving land to the USSR

Well, he said we mustn't be afraid
We're setting up a little blockade
Put our ships along the Cuban shores
And if the Russian bear yells and roars
We'll let him have it

From Turkey and Greece, Formosa and Spain
The peaceful West European Plain
From Alaska and Greenland we'll use our means
And twenty thousand submarines
We're gonna teach the Russians a lesson
For trying to upset the balance of power

Now most Americans stood behind
The President and his military minds
But me, I stood behind a bar
Dreaming of a spaceship getaway car
Head for mars
Any other planet that has bars
Like Gerde's Folk City

Yes, it seemed the President's stand was strong and plain
But some Republicans was a-going insane
And they still are
They said our plan was just too mild
Spare the rod and spoil the child
Let's sink Cuba into the sea
And give 'em back democracy
Under the water

Well, the deadline was set for ten o'clock
For a cold war it was a-getting hot
Well, the Russians tried, the Russians failed
Homeward bound those missiles sailed
Mr. Khruschev said, "Better Red than dead"

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