Story Behind The Song
									There are political revolutionaries in every age and this song captures one such revolutionary pleading for guidance to be true to the cause. It was written shortly after the assassination of Robert Kennedy, and as our young revo recites his resume, he questions if any political leader can ever be truly revolutionary in American politics again - maybe never.
																
																	Song Description
									Becsuse the song has no percussion track, the vocal and rhythm guitar weave the timing / phrasing to fit the songwriter's storyline. The digital effects help to maintain the rhythmic pattern.
								 								
								
								
									
										
											
											
																							| Song Length | 
												4:00 | 
																								Genre | 
												Rock - Roots/Rock n' Roll, Rock - Classic | 
																									
																								| Tempo | 
												Medium (111 - 130) | 
																								Lead Vocal | 
												Male Vocal | 
																									
																								| Mood | 
												 Frenzied,  Aggressive | 
																								Subject | 
												 Revolution,  World | 
																									
																								| Similar Artists | 
												The Rolling Stones, Neil Young | 
																								Language | 
												English | 
																									
																								| Era | 
												1970 - 1979 | 
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																Lyrics
								
									Take me to the slaughter Let me see my open grave
Take me to an  altar  where I can shed my blood The last words of this Christ have got to stop the flood of revolution without end of revolution without end									
Revolution give me strength when they point the gun at me give me courage give me courage not to 	Face the wall  and cry death 
Death the evil master Death my brutal friend	There's got to be one cause and its to	the end to the end of my life 
     
Life can be worth nothin unless unless my death has been worth while							
Not a bullet in some alley, Not a knife in my back Got to die with cameras on me to be worth it to my party 							
I'm your jesus i'm your pilate	i can look a man in the face without a smile			
I'm your lenin i'm your leader	i can make revolution last a long long while