Peter Fokes wrote:
> On 22 Jul 2012 11:11:49 -0400, timstter <
tims...@gmail.com> wrote:
>
>> On Jul 22, 7:46 am, Robert Harris <
bobharri...@yahoo.com> wrote:
>>> For you nutters who continue to evade the facts, now you can also refuse
>>> to face the music!
>>>
>>>
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hxWGKQFv0gE
>>>
>>> Robert Harris
>
>>
>> The expression *a tomcat being neutered with a rusty tin* comes to
>> mind, Bob.
>
>> Concerned Regards,
>>
>> Tim Brennan
>
>
> Actually Robert has composed an interesting and heartfelt song, and
> his rendition is fine.
Thank you Peter. What I find amazing is that people can become so
hateful over a crime committed almost half a century ago.
What is even more baffling is that they do so, not because we disagree
but because I present evidence that they cannot refute and are forced to
evade.
I feel like I'm trying to explain evolution to religious radicals or
trying to get members of the Flat Earth Society to look at satellite
photos of Earth:-)
>
> Tim gives us an example of why good music critics do not use ideology
> as their starting point for assessment. No doubt Tim would believe an
> angel was singing if Vince Bugliosi composed and sang a song!
>
> Robert, you should add subtitles ... so we can sing along!
Well, here are the lyrics - not so great as a sing along, but they make
a decent ringtone!
Last night I had a dream
It seemed so real to me
It was November 22nd
1963
I was standing along Elm Street
Just barely in the grass
Bout halfway between Houston
And the triple underpass
**************************************
Just then I heard somebody
yell that he was here
The limo turned the corner
And the crowd began to cheer
I thought I heard a funny noise
As folks began to shout
The limo passed in front of me
And then all hell broke out
**************************************
Well there was bullets flying everywhere
My ears ached from the sound
Some folks screamed and some folks cried
I just dropped to the ground
Then things got deathly quiet
I got up and shook my head
I could smell the smoke still in the air
And I knew that man was dead
**************************************
We lost more than a president
There were a million dreams that died
Some commission was supposed to investigate
But they never really tried
Some folks used it to make a buck
Some folks tried to cover it up
For every tear somebody shed
Somebody else told a lie
(repeat last verse)
Robert Harris