Adrian Mitchell

To Whom It May Concern (Tell Me Lies About Vietnam)

I was run over by the truth one day.
Ever since the accident I’ve walked this way
   So stick my legs in plaster
   Tell me lies about Vietnam.
 
Heard the alarm clock screaming with pain,
Couldn’t find myself so I went back to sleep again
   So fill my ears with silver
   Stick my legs in plaster
   Tell me lies about Vietnam.
 
Every time I shut my eyes all I see is flames.
Made a marble phone book and I carved all the names
   So coat my eyes with butter
   Fill my ears with silver
   Stick my legs in plaster
   Tell me lies about Vietnam.
 
I smell something burning, hope it’s just my brains.
They’re only dropping peppermints and daisy-chains
   So stuff my nose with garlic
   Coat my eyes with butter
   Fill my ears with silver
   Stick my legs in plaster
   Tell me lies about Vietnam.
 
Where were you at the time of the crime?
Down by the Cenotaph drinking slime
   So chain my tongue with whisky
   Stuff my nose with garlic
   Coat my eyes with butter
   Fill my ears with silver
   Stick my legs in plaster
   Tell me lies about Vietnam.
 
You put your bombers in, you put your conscience out,
You take the human being and you twist it all about
   So scrub my skin with women
   Chain my tongue with whisky
   Stuff my nose with garlic
   Coat my eyes with butter
   Fill my ears with silver
   Stick my legs in plaster
   Tell me lies, tell me lies about Afghanistan.
   Tell me lies about Israel.
   Tell me lies about Congo.
   Tell me, tell me lies Mr Bush.
   Tell me lies Mr B-B-Blair, Brown, Blair-Brown.
   Tell me lies about Vietnam.
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