Johnee Jingo — текст песни (Todd Rundgren)

He was just fifteen, he was a new trainee

He lied about it for the opportunity

To defend the border his life was sworn

Though not a generation was native born



Johnee jingo

Johnee jingo



He had lost the battle but won the war

When the generals said he couldnt fight no more

He was proud and bitter at what hed done

So he passed it off to his favorite son



Johnee jingo

Johnee jingo

Jingo dont you fight for me

Jingo dont you speak for me



To the man who owns the land

Were all the same

But when his grip begins to slip

Then hell be calling out your name

Johnee jingo



And the throne, the pulpit, and the politician

Create a thirst for power in the common man

Its a taste for blood passed off as bravery

Or just patriotism hiding bigotry