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Is a response by a group of New York City musicians to the attacks on September 11th. |
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This song is dedicated to David Graifman and all those who lost their lives on September 11th.
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Is a response by a group of New York City musicians to the attacks on September 11th. |
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Written and Produced - Lon Scott Devitt Musical Direction and Bass Guitar - David Jenness Lead and Rhythm Guitar - Robert Napoli Keyboards - David McKeel Drums - Graham McSorley Rap Written and Performed - Bruce Smallenoff Vocals Mikey McCue Emilie McDonald LinDel Sandlin Jeanette McMahon Raven Solano Ivan Ulz Brett Berg Kent Fur Arthur Schlenger L.S.Devitt Rehearsal Audio Engineering - Peter Burnet House Mix (coming soon) Ruined - Ishmeal Gonsalaz Recording Engineer - Perkin Barnes Recorded at 6/8 Studios Post Production and Mix - Arthur Schlenger Photography - Maurice Narcis Security - Bruno I. Masciana Website - L.S.Devitt Herstory Of The Song Recording Session Pics - 2.3 Megabits Other Memorial Websites An @NYIT Production Questions or comments to 
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Lyric Mine eyes have seen the coming of a total righteous broad she is cutting chains and seeding hope with mighty flaming sword She is stepping forth to lead the way our rivers so to ford. Her truth is marching on. I have seen her marching boldly in the smile of a child I have heard her moaning softly for the land that was once wild I have heard her cry in sorrow for those with hate beguiled Her truth is marching on I have seen her in the fires of the migrant worker camps I have found her in the meadow in the morning dews and damps I have seen her in the flicker of a thousand reading lamps Her truth is marching on Mother screams out to us as skin she burns away Her breath we slowly poison ignoring her dismay ambitious greed it pushes us and will us soon betray Her truth is marching on Still she calls out to us in tones so loud and clear poverty and ignorance are what we need to fear just as long as children cry hungers stinging tear Her truth it staggers on Now the trials upon us cause freedom never hides religious hate-n-bigotry around us buzz like flies remember those who paid the price for freedom with their lives Her truth is marching on Now show the world we can be strong, and freedom cannot fall Now show the world we can be strong, with liberty for all Now show the world we can be strong, a tower standing tall Her truth is marching on Choirs Glory Glory Hallelujah Glory Glory Hallelujah Glory Glory Hallelujah Her truth is marching on. Background RAP I reject any god with gun or bomb or knife I reject any god whos asking price is life All who say that god wants death are telling the big lie I reject any god that tells me you must die All Lyrics Above Copyright © 2001 Lon Scott Devitt Foreground RAP You want to pump you fist To keep the world calm B52s and stupid smart bombs Glory for slaughter Gun ships and mortar Wanted dead or alive For our sons and daughters You say were lucky Freedom of speech A sucker bet So practice what you preach glory glory the song goes on On and on until the break of dawn When the sun comes up Your ass is free you and me And not the cash money The asking price is life Gun bomb or knife It seems to me glory causes strife New York New York I love it to death From the day I was born To my very last breath Lets try to solve And not point the finger Take a look at art Now here comes the singer. Copyright © 2001 Bruce Smallenoff |