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DRAFT RESISTER Steppenwolf
He was talking 'bout the Army While he passed his pipe around. An American deserter, Who found peace on Swedish ground.
He had joined to seek adventure And to prove himself a man. But they tried to crush his spirit 'til his conscience ruined their plan.
Then he thought of those who suffer For the sake of honesty. All those who refuse to follow Traitors to humanity.
Here's to all the draft resisters Who will fight for sanity. When they march them off to prison In this land of liberty.
Heed the threat, and awesome power Of the mighty Pentagon. Which is wasting, precious billions, On the toys of Washington.
Don't forget the draft resisters In their silent lonely plea When they've marched them off to prison, They will come for you and me.
Shame, disgrace, and all dishonor, Wrongly placed upon their heads, Will not rob them, of the courage, Which betrays the innocent.
Thinking of becoming a Resister?
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