0 Kanada

This is a song I’ve been working on lately, sort of a protest anthym. I think it would work well with some snares and bagpipes, but hey, who am I to say. Anyhow, here are the words.

Joey came from Montreal with a dollar in his hand
“Whose face on the coin?” he asked, “Whose government? Whose land?”
As we all stood on the steps, the parliament buildings overhead,
he lifted his gun to the sky and a thousand voices said,

“It’s a slow riot for the new zero Kanada, 0 Kanada,
It’s a slow riot for the new zero Kanada, 0 Kanada.”

I gave my dollar to a man wearing nothing but a flag,
and he asked me, “What’s the tail, and who’s the dog it wags?”
I shrugged and asked him why he wore the union jack,
and he said, “I’ll wear this, till they give my country back.”

“It’s a slow riot for the new zero Kanada, 0 Kanada,
It’s a slow riot for the new zero Kanada, 0 Kanada.”

You’ll upset the neighbors, they said.
You’ll upset the neighbors, they said.
You’ll upset the neighbors, they said.
You’ll upset the neighbor, they said.