Have you heard of Black Thursday; that terrible day
When the Telecom Bill stole our freedom away
The right to free speech in the land of the brave
Was sent by that bill to an untimely grave.
do when Black
Did you turn your
black; did you
send in your name?
Tell me, what did
It was all through the morning that cold winters' day
That we waited for the President to sign our rights away.
Then the word it came down of his dastardly act;
And all through the Web peoples' pages turned black.
Now we wear our blue ribbons for freedom of speech,
And we're spreading the word to the Net's farthest reach.
Now we work toward the day when our leaders take not
That the Net folk love freedom and know how to vote!
When the Nazis torpedoed the Ruben James, Woody Guthrie dusted off the tune
for Wildwood Flower, wrote new lyrics, and added a rabble-rousing
chorus. I figure the First Amendment deserves nothing less.