Here is one of my favorite Steve taylor songs, from his album "Meltdown."
Over My Dead Body
(Steve Taylor)
After the Nazis we were baited by the Russian bear
our "liberators" wanted Poland for a thoroughfare
I was a victim of December 1981
I took a final beating from the blunt end of a Russian gun
You plant your missiles while our people wait in line for bread
you hang an army tank above us by a bloody thread
you bought our government they crawl like bleating sheep to you
we know from history that human life is cheap to you
chorus:
Over my dead body redemption draweth nigh
over my dead body I hear a battle cry
try and blow out the fire--you're fanning the flames
we're gonna rise up from the ashes 'til we're ashes again
You make a mockery of all that we hold sacred here
you drive us underground in hopes that we will disappear
we seek our sanctuary where the altar candle burns
our dignity's a legacy the cross of Jesus reaffirms
(chorus)
After the Nazis we were baited by the Russian bear
our "liberators" wanted Poland for a thoroughfare
rise up my brothers don't despair the Iron Curtain's rod
someday we'll draw the string assisted by the hand of God
I was a victim of December 1981
I took a final beating from the blunt end of a Russian gun
you made a memory--the memory will multiply
you may kill the body but the spirit--it will never die
Background (Summer, 1984):
"When persecution hits the church, it separates the wheat from the chaff. Last summer I took my second trip behind the Iron Curtain to the country of Poland, and once again met with people who have counted the cost and decided that a personal relationship with Jesus Christ is more important than personal security and possessions. While in Warsaw I walked into a church courtyard and saw a huge cross on the ground made of thousands of flowers. Pinned to the cross were photos of a young man, and I asked a person next to me what their significance was. He explained that the young man was a member of the church who had volunteered to obey the Lord's command to visit those in prison by delivering food supplies stored in the church basement to imprisoned Solidarity members who were being underfed. The Polish secret police found out what this young man was doing, and one day in May, 1983, they stopped him on the street and beat him to death. 1 John 2 says, 'The man who says, 'I know God,' but doesn't do what he commands is a liar...but if anyone obeys His word, God's love is made complete in him.' 'Over My Dead Body' is both a memorial to this young man's faith and courage, and a cry of outrage against the government that pulls the strings of the Polish regime."