June the eighth of sixty-seven — a clear and cloudless sky
An American intelligence vessel and thirty-four men who died
The USS Liberty flying colors in the Mediterranean sun
Israeli forces circling before the killing run
Fighter jets and torpedo boats — a coordinated strike
Hours of sustained assault on everything in sight
Napalm on the deck and machine guns on the crew
The most decorated naval attack America never knew
They marked the ship they knew her call sign read the flag
The mistaken identity story is a carefully crafted gag
Seventeen years of NSA intercepts tell the tale
A deliberate act of war that justice will not veil
USS LIBERTY — thirty-four men dead
USS LIBERTY — blood that was never shed
In the headlines or the history books or the halls of power’s shame
Lyndon Johnson pulled the rescue jets and buried every name
USS LIBERTY — the cover-up was signed
USS LIBERTY — by the highest of the blind
An ally fired on American boys and Washington went still
The false flag playbook written in the blood of those they killed
McNamara and the Pentagon suppressing every word
Admiral Moorer’s testimony — classified — never heard
Captain Boston breaking silence on the orders from above
Recalled the rescue aircraft — wrapped the murders in a glove
Congressional inquiries sabotaged before they started
The survivors silenced — threatened — broken-hearted
Declassified documents still redacted at the core
While the families of the fallen kept on knocking at the door
The Mossad knew the mission and the strategic gain was clear
Sink the ship destroy the evidence and make the witnesses fear
Robert McNamara signed the silence
Lyndon Johnson turned away
Thirty-four American boys are waiting for their day
USS LIBERTY — thirty-four men dead
USS LIBERTY — blood that was never shed
In the headlines or the history books or the halls of power’s shame
Lyndon Johnson pulled the rescue jets and buried every name
USS LIBERTY — the cover-up was signed
USS LIBERTY — by the highest of the blind
An ally fired on American boys and Washington went still
The false flag playbook written in the blood of those they killed
June 8th. 1967.
Two hours of sustained attack.
Israeli jets made repeated passes.
The life rafts were machine-gunned.
The distress calls were jammed.
The rescue aircraft were recalled.
By the President of the United States.
Lyndon Baines Johnson.
Who said he did not care if the ship went to the bottom.
He would not embarrass an ally.
Thirty-four Americans.
Gone.
And the government.
Covered.
Every.
Single.
Body.
But the survivors kept on talking through the decades of the lie
Admiral Moorer called it treason before the day he died
The declassified intercepts are sitting in the record
The deliberate nature of the assault is thoroughly anchored
Media manipulation buried what the evidence revealed
Six decades of complicity and nothing has been healed
But the truth does not expire and the witnesses remain
And the USS Liberty will not go down in vain
USS LIBERTY — we will not forget
USS LIBERTY — the debt has not been met
Declassify the records — open every file
Put the cover-up on trial — every document compiled
USS LIBERTY — thirty-four names carved in stone
USS LIBERTY — they did not die alone
We are the sovereign nation that demands the truth be told
And the blood of American sailors
Will never be bought or sold
Thirty-four men
June the eighth
Nineteen sixty-seven
They knew the ship
They knew the flag
They knew the crew
And Washington
Knew everything
Say their names
Demand the files
The Liberty
Will not be silent