One of my last (thank God) songs about politics, at least from a leftist perspective (yes, I was once young and stupid -- not as stupid as, say, an Occupy demonstrator -- but pretty dumb all the same). I was starting to realize that I wasn't likely to be the next Clash, but there was some concern that I was turning into the new Pete Seeger, that cuddly old Commie Stalinist. Fortunately I could never quite master his patented clawhammer(and sickle) banjo stylin'.
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