"Expected From You" genre: Folk
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	I think of this as a love letter to George W. Bush. Suppose I was upset at the time... It seems to me that peace should always be an option, but it's been clear for some time that the current administration had no intention of finding a peaceful resolution with Iraq. Hope you like the song and that the loss of life and suffering will be minimal for all in this conflict.
	Credits: Thanks to Dee and Sqeaking Door Studio, thanks Jen
	Story Behind the Song This is the first actual protest song I've written. It was written March 10 or so. The words came quickly and were patched together with a hastily arranged chord progreesion. As to motivation, I just feel lied to again as I did when it turned out that no one in positions of greatest responsibilty knew ANYTHING about Iran/Contra. A friend was playing guitar that night with me and learned the chord progression in like five minutes, as well as figuring out the second vocal line. This mp3 is probably only the third time she played and sang it, recorded live as one take. Very cool! Big thanks to her for making this song sound better! Thanks for listening. Peace. Lyrics I don't believe you ever had a peaceful thought in your head or love in your heart, despite what you've said out on the trail when the cameras flash and the masses fall under the spell that you cast You're doing everything I expected from you You're making all my nightmares come true And you say give me smart missiles and I'll give you world peace We'll bomb with such precision anywhere we please That we may kill civilians, but only a few If you had bombs like these you'd want to bomb somebody too You're doing everything... Funny how oil men tend to fight wars in countries with oil fields they're thirsting for And your friends back home smile knowingly 'cause when the bill's due you send it to me Oh you're doing eveything... Daddy was head of the CIA Grandpa was banker to the nazis, they say You stole an election, so I guess you're a thief No word you invent can hide your deceit You're doing everything... Peace is the last thing you have on your mind You promise relief while robbing us blind No inspection will suffice, though that's what you'd said You won't be happy till your greed is sated and the desert is red You're doing everything...

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