L. Neil Smith's
THE LIBERTARIAN ENTERPRISE
Number 160, February 11, 2002
Cetius, Altius, Fortius
Special to TLE
I was driving down, sober, towards the Florida Keys when one of the
faceless propoganda patriots came on the radio and said that it was
every good citizen's duty to support the war and stand behind the
President. After having vented volumes of words that would curl the
ear hair of the "bad word" censored populace, I began singing and
this is what resulted - it is best sung as a combination Irish
Drinking, Oi, Punk, Ska Reggae tune, or something like that.
(Warning - if you regularly listen to government controlled
television, some of these words might sound rather new and strange to
you, do not be afraid, they will not hurt you.)
I Don't Want To Be A Good Citizen
Tell me more lies you son of a bitch
About that fight for freedom that you need to itch
Your bumpersticker slogans of power and pride
Can you not tell the government has lied
With daily incursion into life and liberty
Pretty soon they'll be coming right after me
My words will be silenced, my liberty gone
Just so the Department of State can go one
Chorus:
I don't want to be
I don't want to be
I don't want to be a good citizen
I don't want to be
I don't want to be
I don't want to be a good citizen
Excuses you use to take rights from me
Inalienable ones like life and liberty
Your supposed to be controlled by 10 great rights
But you ignore them for this foolish fight
Now and axis of evil has spread round the world
Chased by your military all flags unfurled
While here in this country all in a tatter
Lays your controlling document but you say nothings
the matter.
Chorus
From your citizens you steal the gold for this war
Given to you by your lackeys in the HOR
The myth of democracy now is more real
Liberty denied covered by patriotic zeal
The freedoms you've stolen you will not replace
The Constitution gone without a trace
You say you've looked at it and found yourself right
But all that you've got is aggression and might
Chorus
Bio: Keith took a little time off from writing to
drive around, lounge around at some undisclosed and
unprofileable location, and buy some tools to protect
his liberty. He graduated with a degree in history
from the College of Charleston - all the good that did
what with his horrible grammer and spelling.