Down in Argentina
Down in Argentina
One bright summer morn
On a little farm so far away
A little boy named Pepe
Wouldn’t eat his corn
And this is what he heard his mother say:
Think of all the starving cars in America
Think of the empty tanks in the United states
Think of the starving cars in America
They’d be so glad to clean our plates
Oh my son you’d better eat that gruel
Cos if the food gets cool
They’re gonna take it all for biofuel
And all they want from us is all that’s ours
Think of the starving cars
They’ll take the corn and soybeans
On which we all depend
They’ll send them far away from you and me
And to show us who we’re helping
Every month they’ll send
A picture of our foster SUV
Think of the starving cars in America
Think of the empty tanks in the United states
Think of the starving cars in America
They’d be so glad to clean our plates
Oh my son you’d better eat that gruel
Cos if the food gets cool
They’re gonna take it all for biofuel
And all they want from us is all that’s ours
Think of the starving cars
Think of the starving cars in America
Think of the empty tanks in the United states
Think of the starving cars in America
They’d be so glad to clean our plates
Oh my son you’d better eat that gruel
Cos if the food gets cool
They’re gonna take it all for biofuel
And all they want from us is all that’s ours
Think of the starving cars
Think of the starving cars
© Adi Sara Kreindler, 2009
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