Here’s a DECOMPOSITION of one I put up this morning at Three Chords to Freedom … (as usual, decomp notes are in parentheses)
(decomp: Apparently a homeowners association in the town of Pagosa Springs, Colorado is fining a homeowner for displaying a wreath in the shape of a peace sign…)
I was in Pagosa Springs just the other day
Saw a man on a soapbox, stopped to hear what he’d say
He screamed “take that peace sign off your abode
It’s the sign of the Devil, it belongs in your commode.
Take it down, we won’t ask twice
It ain’t no sin to kill a Commie for Christ”
(decomp: one of the issues raised by the homeowners association is that the peace sign is a symbol of the DEVIL) WOW! Never heard that one before… (okay, not since 1967…))
He said:
Freedom is for me,
Freedom’s not for you
You ask me how I know it’s true
‘Coz my neck is red
My skin is white
And my blood is blue
He stood on his toes to emphasize his point
While in the air behind me I thought I smelled a joint
He ranted and screamed that what he spoke was true
This passion for peace was the devil’s due
The value of our homes is gonna drop, you see
If our neighbors start to think their speech is free
(decomp: okay, so nobody ever said anything about a joint in the news articles… but after all, this IS a Colorado mountain town…)
He said:
Freedom is for me,
Freedom’s not for you
You ask me how I know it’s true
‘Coz my neck is red
My skin is white
And my truck is blue
He shouted let’s fine ‘em twenty-five a day
Show ‘em free speech has a price to pay
We mean business, this is not any bluff
Our property values are serious stuff
Remember, we got cov-e-nants
To stop people sayin’ whatever they want
He said:
Freedom is for me,
Freedom’s not for you
You ask me how I know it’s true
‘Coz my neck is red
My skin is white
And my dog’s named Blue
(I’ve been thinking about this “chorus concept”… red neck, white skin, blue something-or-other for a week or so now, just needed a story to drive it…)
Seeya later… ttfn, (or maybe today it should bea little lpw… love,peace,wow…)
Ron