Pete Seeger wrote and recorded this protest song in 1960

What a friend we have in Congress
who will guard our every shore;
spends three quarters of our taxes
getting ready for a war.

Guns must make our coastline bristle,
and we have to fill the sky
full of planes and guided missiles,
they′ll be paid for by and by.

Have you noticed all the progress
in our mighty airborne fleet?
By the time a plane’s adopted
it’s already obsolete.

There’s no factory profit, brother
and we have to do or die.
One improvement then another,
they’ll be paid for by and by.

Modern bombs are sure to carry
loads of glory, joy and thrill!
What a privilege to bury
all the dead our money kills.

Never mind the widows weeping,
disregard the orphans cry.
When God wakes the dead and sleeping,
they’ll be paid for by and by.