Who Shot Carlo Giuliani? Lyrics & Chords By New Winds

Force-fed class self-cannibalism, a pedagogical suicide by prescription;
A "Trojan Horse" minded class, bowed down in submission;
A hostage begging for crumbles; Too busy picking up crumbles;
Too busy to ask for the cake; Too busy to ask for the bakery:
Igniting the cold ammunition of its own Geheena;
Pulling the trigger against himself.
The hand that makes the bullet matched the hands that produced it;
The lemming syndrome;
A 5 Billion massive Uruboros eating their own tails;
Running in circles like a donkey after a carrot;
Feed your children with it's own blood.
It was not a WTO congressman who made the bullet.
It was not a GATT member that shaped the gun.
It was not a G8 member that delivered the body bags.
We all did it! We worked for it and we were also paid for it!
We fed our own children with our own blood, the blood of the dead, the worker's blood.
And we've short sighted our own actions.
We will soon forget. It's convenient that we do that.
We loaded the gun and we pulled the trigger.
We fired the bullet and we shot Carlo Giulliani.
We died.
We forgot.
They just had to put the circus moving.
We just did the rest.
We killed ourselves.
In each 9 to 5, in each salary, in each payment, we fed the fire.
Got to step aside, got to break these chains.
Got to break these chains of self-betrayal.
We all shot Carlo Giulliani. We are Carlo Giulliani.
We are dead.
We are the dead because we are still daring to dream.
But we will rise!
Rise!