Luka Bloom Rodrigo Is Home
Chile was worlds away
But you could see it in his eyes
Growing up in the USA
Longing for Santiago
Rodrigo wanted to be
Where the action might be
Careful Rodrigo, they said
Don't worry, what could happen to me
Chile grew dim in the mind of an American man
The voice inside the child cried return
Rodrigo is home
Soldiers hunt in packs
And cut down little children
In the city of deadly silence
And sickening screams
One young Chilean soldier
Smiles to his friends
And douses Rodrigo's body in gasoline
Chile grew dim in the mind of an American man
The voice inside the child cried return
Rodrigo is home ...
