Enemy Me
Peacesong.Com
Copyright 2003

Watch your step, Mr. D
	The president call you enemy
Pick you up in dark of  night
	Then, you will be out of sight

Bow to Mecca, Mr. L
	And your rights can go to hell
They'll bring you inside for a chat
	You disappear just like that

Whered they find you Mr. N
	Over in Afganistan
You'll rot in Cuba, yes indeed
	No sound to hear, no things to see

Mr. Q, what did you do?
	You spoke your mind now, didn't you
They did a tap dance on your phone
	Now youre dancing all alone	


When they came for all these men
		I said nothing, nothing then
And when they came for me
		There was no one left to see

They wave the flag and say were free
		But that's for those who do agree
Watch your step, Mr. D
		You are now the enemy

You want to speak out on  TV
	That's a good one, Mr. C
The station owner, they say no
	They got a license, don't you know?

You plan for marchin' , Mr. T
	That's bad for sec-ur-i-ty
The bill of rights was fine before
	But not for this kind of war

You went down, Mr G
	To the local library
Your card was lifted by the Fed
They want to see just what you read
	
You sent money, Mr. B
	To the foreign charity
They say it went to make a bomb
	Now it's you who'll come to harm

The Congress did what is was told
But, you know, they're bought and sold
The courts, they sat upon their hands
		Who are they to take a stand?

The press, it seems, just didnt care
		They're coverin' Joe Millionaire
Watch your step, Mr. D
		You are now the enemy