Aung San Suu Kyi Songtext / Lyric

Aung San Suu Kyi will be gone and

She'll be on a T-shirt

The marketing's good

Monks are dying

Soldier children crying

We're playing bubbles

With four years old curls

Torture, drug deals

Finance our dreams

Why should we care?

The stock market's good

Petrol's booming

Generals' wooing

Trucks are looming

In Rangoon

We know your faces

Come out and die

And welcome the

Tourist under the

Burmese sky

But tomorrow Christine and

Me'll feels just the same

With our china tea

2008. "Amnesty report". Burma

The eighth to the eighth of eighty eight the people's uprising was bloodily and brutally repressed by the military junte

Twenty years of prison and torture would follow

In 1990 Aung San Suu Kyi and her Democratic Party

Won the general election by eighty three per cent

In 1991 she won the Nobel peace price

Seventy thousand children are soldiers

Ten children out of a hundred don't get to live to five years old

Aung San Suu Kyi will be gone and

She'll be on a T-shirt

The marketing's good

Monks are dying

Soldier children crying

We're playing bubbles

With four years old curls

But tomorrow Christine and

Me will feel just the same

Maybe shed a tear in our china tea

But tomorrow the world will see

We did nothing for Aung San Suu Kyi

2008 Amnesty report, Burma:

Birma is one of the poorest countries in the world but one of the richest in jewels, drugs, teck, petrol, natural gas, Total's pipe lines give the military junte more than a million dollars a day.

Birma has one of the worst records for child mortality and aids.

The international comity of the Red Cross withdrew from Burma because it could not fulfil its mission.

No one knows the numbers of the tortured, the numbers of the dead.

This song is dedicated to Aung San Suu Kyi, her democratic party,

the monks, the students, the people of Burma, the children.

This is a plea For Aung San Suu Kyi.