William Scott: Music
Death to the Poet
(William Scott)
The truth is this- History has shown us what happens when a man or woman stands for what he or she believes in.
(Radical Change = Resistance)
But an ideal, a belief that things can be better for us all does not die or rott like flesh. It spreads like the seed of dandelion's in a great green pasture fixing itself to any and all who will carry it to a place where it will grow eventually covering all the land.
Death to the Poet (William Scott)
(1st verse)
There’s so much power in a word
He showed us just how big they were
He painted pictures without frames
Imagination was untamed
He saw the world with open eyes
He spoke of love beyond the thighs
His pure intent to make us see
How great the human race could be
But they hollered…
(chorus)
Let’s go shoot him down
We don’t need him around
Faggot poetry don’t mean shit to me
Let’s go shoot him down
Put him in the ground
Kill that poet’s dreams
Cause they don’t mean shit to me
Death to the poet mmm
Let him die
Nobody knows it
But he will survive
His words are growing
Growing deep inside
Death to the poet oh
We keep him alive
(2nd verse)
He spoke of ignorance untold
How one mans hate could kill the whole
He cared for his people and all
He knew that someone must stand tall
His ammunition was his pain
His choice of weapon was his brain
This kind of war had them undone
Cause they could only load their guns
They hollered…
(chorus)
Let’s go shoot him down
We don’t need him around
He could change the world
For all the boys and girls
Lets go shoot him down
Put him in the ground
Kill that nigger’s dream
That infectious fantasy
Death to the Poet…Sha Na na na