These Walls Songtext
von Don Johnson Big Band

Why we go and try to build a wall when they can tear it down
Or drill some more, it won′t scare them out
For we try to wear them out but can never outlast
The resistance and fight in the bitter outcasts
Only want a fair amount like everyone else does
We don't wanna give it up. It′s like they're against us
Pretentious or not, we go lecture and drop
Relief from above with no mention of crops
They could export for their benefit and hope
If free trade really meant development and growth
But it doesn't, it′s a crime in the form of a lesson
We′re giving to the poor, and the more we're professing
To support them, the more ridiculous we sound
They′re forced to spend with no stimulus around
No billions invested, it kinda makes you wonder
Just watch the telethon, and dial that number


Are made for climbing across, we all
Free fall when there's a line
To be crossed, be strong
Peace calls
And we can find it
Across these walls
These walls are made for
Climbing across, be strong

Now I insist with the careful precision of a scientist
That you can′t rule the people with an iron fist
Or like lion dressed in a lion's clothing
Or a tyrant messed in the head like
Lukashenko or Robert Mugabe
Whether Kosovo or the province of Aceh
The Gaza strip with its modern apartheid
Every massacre is not a hard enough heartache
To intervene in, sometimes it gets too
Inconvenient to pretend to free them
When they end up bleeding or they brave aggrievance
All we really care about are trade agreements
Is it make believe, people suffer in vain
If this playful beat can make enough of a wave
I′m gonna hop on a stage and try to make things even
May not be a great achievement, effort is what counts
Now make an effort and just bounce!


Are made for climbing across, we all
Free fall when there's a line
To be crossed, be strong
Peace calls
And we can find it
Across these walls
These walls are made for
Climbing across, be strong

Blood covers the ground and colors the soil
For diamonds, for God, and for barrels of oil
Hours of toil in a mine or a sweatshop
Or selling counterfeit bags at a rest stop
The best option for far too many
Is worse than we can fathom or imagine for a penny
Poverty is not a disease, it's a symptom
Their ruin is our doing, ain′t no cure unless we link them

Are made for climbing across, we all
Free fall when there′s a line
To be crossed, be strong
Peace calls
And we can find it
Across these walls
These walls are made for
Climbing across, be strong