THE BLUDGEONING OF VICTOR JARA

Victor refused to stop playing his tunes
So they broke both of his hands and tighten the noose                                                                               
The sports pavilion rocked and started to cheer                                        
At the arioso...performed there
 
Surprised the performer with the vigor of their work                                                        
Inflicted bodily damage...pain and hurt
Smashed the guitar... strings humming in the air                     At the arioso...performed there
                 
Moon is bright on a star lite night
Way out of sight...they perform    
Matters not...with time or day, 
or the method that they choose...their prey
                                                            
When Victor refused to alter his protest songs
They collected his body, soul and all of his bones
Placed them in a bag to silence the fear
At the arioso...performed there

Moon is bright on a star lite night
Way out of sight...they perform…   
Matters not...with time or day,
or the way they choose...their prey