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Kathy Boudin thought the U.S. beyond repair, She thought she saw the deep reality, and it was unfair. From SDS to the Weather Underground, She dived deep in Marxism, plain sense no longer found. A bomb went off, unintended, by chance, Meant to shatter lives at a soldier's dance. Kathy didn't learn from that gory scene, She fled intact, still in the radical dream. She tasted deeply of the bitter cup, When stopped by cops, she gave herself up. But behind her guns took two cops away, In Bedford prison for years, her price to pay [chorus] You say you're for right, end up for the reverse The end of the road is a funeral hearse The road to hell is paved with ideals, Know thyself, its honesty that heals A model prisoner, sorry but still red After decades released, but her victims just as dead Then hired at a university of high renown Or was Columbia just a facade, already going down A contrast was Yeonmi Park, a source of light She escaped North Korea one frozen night Walked across the Gobi Desert, a long, hard trek Got mercy when she held a knife to her neck Columbia told Yeonmi patriarchy to blame, To censor her voice or join in their victim game. Echos of a homeland that brooked no debate Both places she observed anti-American hate In North Korea you had to obey In the U.S. students would throw their rights away North Korea's great leader, a feudal regression But U.S. Students had illusions of oppression. [chorus] You say you're for right, end up for the reverse The end of the road is a funeral hearse The road to hell is paved with ideals, Know thyself, its honesty that heals Boudin thought it moral to join the B.L.A A Black Army who claimed crime was OK She thought it was not for her to ask why Trust the oppressed, her self-erasing lie. At the Hamas protests, a leftist describes Students manic, electric dazed look in their eyes Who, do you think, more worthy of respect Yeonmi, Kathy, which one ultimately correct? Which way will those students go Will they relearn what the rest of us know? Must they repeat Boudin's trail of fear Is there any intelligent life down here?

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Trapped in the Ivy League

Kathy Boudin thought the U.S. beyond repair, She thought she saw the deep reality, and it was unfair. From SDS to the Weather Underground, She dived deep in Marxism, plain sense no longer found. A bomb went off, unintended, by chance, Meant to shatter lives at a soldier's dance. Kathy didn't learn from that gory scene, She fled intact, still in the radical dream. She tasted deeply of the bitter cup, When stopped by cops, she gave herself up. But behind her guns took two cops away, In Bedford prison for years, her price to pay [chorus] You say you're for right, end up for the reverse The end of the road is a funeral hearse The road to hell is paved with ideals, Know thyself, its honesty that heals A model prisoner, sorry but still red After decades released, but her victims just as dead Then hired at a university of high renown Or was Columbia just a facade, already going down A contrast was Yeonmi Park, a source of light She escaped North Korea one frozen night Walked across the Gobi Desert, a long, hard trek Got mercy when she held a knife to her neck Columbia told Yeonmi patriarchy to blame, To censor her voice or join in their victim game. Echos of a homeland that brooked no debate Both places she observed anti-American hate In North Korea you had to obey In the U.S. students would throw their rights away North Korea's great leader, a feudal regression But U.S. Students had illusions of oppression. [chorus] You say you're for right, end up for the reverse The end of the road is a funeral hearse The road to hell is paved with ideals, Know thyself, its honesty that heals Boudin thought it moral to join the B.L.A A Black Army who claimed crime was OK She thought it was not for her to ask why Trust the oppressed, her self-erasing lie. At the Hamas protests, a leftist describes Students manic, electric dazed look in their eyes Who, do you think, more worthy of respect Yeonmi, Kathy, which one ultimately correct? Which way will those students go Will they relearn what the rest of us know? Must they repeat Boudin's trail of fear Is there any intelligent life down here?