DS (270552 / Australia)

Guantanamo

In Cuba, they take ya...
ooo they wanna break ya.
Grand Poobahs, in big cars,
a little Yankee hubris...
No cargo, embargo,
where justice is farrago...

To inculcate ya...

Off the Florida coast.
A place called Guantanomo
No where you'd wanna go...
to get away from it all.

Prisoner in a cage,
treated like a skunk.
No right to engage,
a lawyer to debunk
the absurd fallacious charges
of Guantanomo.

Al Qaida, insider,
ooo we'd like to fry ya...
A Taliban, Australian.
All in all, an alien.
No cargo, embargo,
where justice is farrago...
ooo they wanna break ya
in Guantanomo.

They'll get you fast,
or they will get you slow,
where no-one wants to go...
down in Guantanomo.

So in your clique, you're nothing but a freak.

If you cop a plea...
We'll re-write your history.
By and by, you won't die,
but be released eventually.
And afterwards, no spite,
would follow you or blight
your future in your little Aussie isle.
Take your punishment with a smile,
down in Guantanomo.

In Cuba, they take ya...
ooo they wanna break ya.
Osama, bad karma,
a jagged courtroom drama.
No cargo, embargo,
where justice is farrago...
ooo they wanna break ya
in Guantanomo.

In Cuba, they take ya...
ooo they wanna break ya.
Inquisitors, no visitors,
secret cells, conspirators.
No cargo, embargo,
where justice is farrago...
ooo they wanna break ya
in Guantanomo.

In Cuba, they take ya...
ooo they wanna break ya.
Lie doggo, go troppo,
too far gone, el Dopo.
In pokey, kareoke;
all bird's sing in chokey.
No cargo, embargo,
where justice is farrago...
ooo they wanna break ya
in Guantanomo.

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