Artist
Heal the World
Artist: Michael Jackson
Song: Heal the World
Album: Dangerous
Producer: Michael Jackson, David Foster
Year: 1991
Label: Epic Records
Genre: Pop
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=2boee8XEHA0
Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/michaeljackson/healtheworld.html
There's A Place In
Your Heart
And I Know That It Is Love
And This Place Could
Be Much
Brighter Than Tomorrow
And If You Really Try
You'll Find There's No Need
To Cry
In This Place You'll Feel
There's No Hurt Or Sorrow
There Are Ways
To Get There
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Little Space
Make A Better Place...
Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me
If You Want To Know Why
There's A Love That
Cannot Lie
Love Is Strong
It Only Cares For
Joyful Giving
If We Try
We Shall See
In This Bliss
We Cannot Feel
Fear Or Dread
We Stop Existing And
Start Living
Then It Feels That Always
Love's Enough For
Us Growing
So Make A Better World
Make A Better World...
Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Dream We Were
Conceived In
Will Reveal A Joyful Face
And The World We
Once Believed In
Will Shine Again In Grace
Then Why Do We Keep
Strangling Life
Wound This Earth
Crucify Its Soul
Though It's Plain To See
This World Is Heavenly
Be God's Glow
We Could Fly So High
Let Our Spirits Never Die
In My Heart
I Feel You Are All
My Brothers
Create A World With
No Fear
Together We'll Cry
Happy Tears
See The Nations Turn
Their Swords
Into Plowshares
We Could Really Get There
If You Cared Enough
For The Living
Make A Little Space
To Make A Better Place...
Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me
Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me
Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
In the City
Town Called Malice
Artist: The Jam
Song: In the City
Album: In the City
Producer: Vic Smith and Chris Parry
Year: 1977
Label: Polydor Records
Genre: Punk
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ivm0inFdJL8
Lyrics: http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/IN-THE-CITY-lyrics-The-Jam/97E991913FF0EC6F482569760024E2D1
In the city there's a thousand things I want to say to you
But whenever I approach you, you make me look a fool
I wanna say, I wanna tell you
About the young ideas
But you turn them into fears
In the city there's a thousand faces all shining bright
And those golden faces are under 25
They wanna say, they gonna tell ya
About the young idea
You better listen now you've said your bit-a
And I know what you're thinking
You still think I am crap
But you'd better listen man
Because the kids know where it's at
In the city there's a thousand men in uniforms
And I've heard they now have the right to kill a man
We wanna say, we gonna tell ya
About the young idea
And if it don't work, at least we still tried
In the city, in the city
In the city there's a thousand things I want to say to you
Artist: The Jam
Song: Town Called Malice
Album: The Gift
Producer: Pete Wilson, the Jam
Year: 1982
Label: Polydor
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e7zyUgMbGuk
Lyrics: http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/billyelliot/towncalledmalice.htm
Better stop dreaming of the quiet life -
cos it's the one we'll never know
And quit running for that runaway bus -
cos those rosey days are few
And - stop apologising for the things you've never done,
Cos time is short and life is cruel -
but it's up to us to change
This town called malice.
Rows and rows of disused milk floats
stand dying in the dairy yard
And a hundred lonely housewives clutch empty milk
bottles to their hearts
Hanging out their old love letters on the line to dry
It's enough to make you stop believing when tears come
fast and furious
In a town called malice.
Struggle after struggle - year after year
The atmosphere's a fine blend of ice -
I'm almost stone cold dead
In a town called malice.
A whole street's belief in Sunday's roast beef
gets dashed against the Co-op
To either cut down on beer or the kids new gear
It's a big decision in a town called malice.
The ghost of a steam train - echoes down my track
It's at the moment bound for nowhere -
just going round and round
Playground kids and creaking swings -
lost laughter in the breeze
I could go on for hours and I probably will -
but I'd sooner put some joy back
In this town called malice.
Too Young To Die
Artist: Jamiroquai
Song: Too Young To Die
Album: Emergency on Planet Earth
Producer: Jamiroquai
Year: 1993
Label: Colombia
Genre: Jazz
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ykhaxE3tFI
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/j/jamiroquai/too+young+to+die_20069382.html
Everybody, dont want no war, cos were all too young to die
Many people, all around the world now, seen their brothers fry?
Whats the motive?
In your madness youve made my people cry
So politicians, this time keep your distance
Cos were too young to die
You know were too young to die,
You know were too young to die,
You know were too young to die,
You know were too young to die.
Whats the answer? to our problems.
I think weve gone to high,
Little children never said a word now, but still they have to die
It wont be long, dancing like we do now,
To put this sad world right
So you dont worry, suffer no more,
Cos were too young to die,
You know were too young to die,
You know were too young to die,
You know were too young to die,
You know were too young to die.
You know were too young to die,
You know were too young to die,
You know were too young to die,
You know were too young to die.
All gone when they drop the bomb.
Can politicians reassure? cos here I am pressuming that nobody here wants a war.
Theres so many people praying just to find out if theyre staying.
But lately, stately governments and disillusioned leader,
So full of empty promises but rarely do they feed us,
Put our backs against the wall, or dont we count at all.
Can you decide, are you mesmerised.
Do you know which side youre standing?
Cos when it falls gonna take us all.
Gotta know what were demanding, I never lie, cant hear you cry,
Coming from on high,
Were too young to die!
Diallo
War No More
Artist: Wyclef Jean
Song: Diallo
Album: The Ecleftic: 2 Sides II a Book
Producer: Wyclef Jean
Year: 2000
Label: Sony
Genre: Reggae
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CBm2KIsqsxs
Lyrics: http://www.mp3lyrics.org/w/wyclef-jean/diallo/
Boy I am so tired
I'll be glad when I get inside the house
Oh, I dropped my keys
Oh what tis bright light?
My God they must gonna rob me
Who these people with them all
at they gonna rob me
I'm gonna take out my wallet
to make sure they just get
the money
Nothing else.. (??)
Oh it's the police (whew)
I feel so much better
I will show them, I have my ID
so they know I am good people
[ followed by a rapid flurry of gunshots ]
[ Wyclef Jean ]
Even though I walk through the
valley of the shadow of death
I fear no evil for thou art
with me thou ride with me
J-J-Jah! Ras-tafari
I can't forget you knotty
dreads, y'all up in here
I gotta respect that, youknowhatI'msayin?
Night is in the air
Enemy.. on the borderline
Who'll be the next to fire
forty-one shots by Diallo's side?
You said he reached sir
but he didn't have no piece sir
But now he rest in peace sir
in the belly of the beast sir
You guys are vampires
in the middle of the night
Suckin on human blood
Is that your appetite?
You said he reached sir
but he didn't have no piece sir
But now he rest in peace sir
in the belly of the beast sir
Have you ever been shot
forty-one times?
Have you ever screamed
and no one heard you cry?
Have you ever died
only so you can live?
Have you ever lived
only so you can die again, then be born again
from these enemies, on the borderline
Who'll be the next to fire
forty-one shots by Diallo's side?
You said he reached sir
but he didn't have no piece sir
But now he rest in peace sir
in the belly of the beast sir
You guys are vampires
in the middle of the night
Suckin on human blood
Is that your appetite sir?
You said he reached sir
but he didn't have no piece sir
But now he rest in peace sir
in the belly of the beast sir
Diallo, Diallo - similar to Steven Biko
Diallo, Diallo - you told me
the murder was an error
Diallo, Diallo - but every man will be judged
Diallo, Diallo - according to his words
Have you ever been held
against your will?
Taken to a dark place
where not even scientists can reveal?
So what is for Ceasar
let it be for Ceasar
Cause we don't want no peace
We want equal rights and justice.. for
Diallo, Diallo - similar to Steven Biko
Diallo, Diallo - you tell me that
the murder was an error
Diallo, Diallo - but every man will be judged
Diallo, Diallo - according to his words
You know what?
You told me - that I wouldn't understand man
Tonight some cry - in the streets a burial
Survival of the fittest - only
the strong will survive
How can I survive - with
forty-one shots by my side?
You guys are murderers
in the middle of the night
Killin innocent people
is that your appetite? Ohhh
You said he reached sir
but he didn't have no piece sir
But now he rest in peace sir
in the belly of the beast sir
You guys are vampires
in the middle of the night
Suckin on human blood
Is that your appetite?
You said he reached sir
but he didn't have no piece sir
But now he rest in peace sir
in the belly of the beast
sir - lick a shot for
Diallo, Diallo - similar to Steven Biko
Diallo, Diallo - I can hear your
spirit callin, I can hear it
Diallo, Diallo - Ten thousand
chariots with no riders
Diallo, Diallo - They on they
way to America, I hear the
tribe singin
They're sayin -
Diallo Diallo, tuye' Diallo [ 14X ]
Se menm jen yo te tuye Matim Luther King
Amadou Diallo..
Now there ain't but 20,000
police in the whole town
Can you dig it? Can you dig
it? CAN YOU DIG IT?!?!
Artist: Wyclef Jean
Song: War No More
Album: Masquerade
Producer: Farel Jean
Year: 2002
Label: Sony
Genre: Reggae
URL: http://www.artistdirect.com/nad/store/artist/album/0,,1697287,00.html
Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/wyclefjean/warnomore.html
Light is in the air right now
Two thousand and two rebel music
The saga continues
Listen, children
What's the problem in Manhattan
Every ten men they look like Bin Laden
So I have problems when I go to the airport
First thing they do they wanna ask me for my passport
The said Wyclef we love the Fugees the score
But did anybody give you any strange package to bring on board
I was like 'no'
Here comes your national guards
This look like a scene from the movie Star Wars
One foot in, one foot out standing in the airplane
I'm on tour
I'm on my way to Japan
First class, dark shades
Let the fuschia out bed
I want to sleep but keep my eyes on the cock pit
Why just think they stay target- the pilot
We gonna take over the plane
Like the Los Angeles riot
Riot
Riot
The Middle East
The Middle East
The street pack more heat than the Middle East
The Middle East
The Middle East
When will the violence sleep in the Middle East
The Middle East
The street pack more heat than the Middle East
The Middle East
The Middle East
When will the violence
Say peace
Say peace
We don't want no war no more
Let me hear the streets
Peace, oh peace
We don't want no war no more
Let me hear the Middle East now
Peace, now peace, oh peace, oh peace
We don't want no war no more
Let me hear the USA say peace
Say peace
Lord, peace
We don't want no war no more
We don't want no war no more
We don't want no war no more
We don't want no war no more
We don't want no war no more
We don't want no war no more
We don't want no war no more
Ay, peace
Oh peace
We don't want no war no more
No, no let me hear you say
Peace, peace,
Say peace, say peace
We don't want no war no more
No, no, no, no
Say peace, oh peace
We don't want no war no more
No more riots
Riots
riots
Riots
Riots
Riots
Riot
Allentown
Artist: Billy Joel
Song: Allentown
Album: The Nylon Curtain
Producer: Phil Ramone
Year: 1982
Label: Columbia
Genre: Rock
URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=K62DdoFoNeg
Lyrics: http://www.oldielyrics.com/lyrics/billy_joel/allentown.html
Well we're living here in Allentown
And they're closing all the factories down
Out in Bethlehem they're killing time
Filling out forms
Standing in line
Well our fathers fought the Second World War
Spent their weekends on the Jersey Shore
Met our mothers in the USO
Asked them to dance
Danced with them slow
And we're living here in Allentown
But the restlessness was handed down
And it's getting very hard to stay
Well we're waiting here in Allentown
For the Pennsylvania we never found
For the promises our teachers gave
If we worked hard
If we behaved
So the graduations hang on the wall
But they never really helped us at all
No they never taught us what was real
Iron and coke
And chromium steel
And we're waiting here in Allentown
But they've taken all the coal from the ground
And the union people crawled away
Every child had a pretty good shot
To get at least as far as their old man got
But something happened on the way to that place
They threw an American flag in our face
Well I'm living here in Allentown
And it's hard to keep a good man down
But I won't be getting up today
And it's getting very hard to stay
And we're living here in Allentown
Contribution
Artist: Jurassic 5
Song: Contribution
Album: Quality Control
Producer: DJ Nu-Mark
Year: 2000
Label: Interscope
Genre: Hip-Hop
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Quality-Control-Jurassic-5/dp/B00004THKW
Lyrics: http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Jurassic-5/Contribution.html
(EXPLICIT LYRICS)
[chorus]
yo, either you a part of the problem
or part of the solution
what's your contribution to life
so many people complain, always talk about change yo
but what's your contribution to life
either you with or ain't with it, if it ain't broke don't fix it
yo what's your contribution to life
either you give or you take, make moves and you wait yo
but what's your contribution to life
*your about to witness three of the most common
tales of man, woman and human, the difference between the three
is that there is not difference, just other outcomes
listen and witness the common tales*
aye yo my momma and a nigga for life
love carousel, cuss yell and fight
seven nights a week, no respect when they speak
disrespect between the sheets, the ends don't meet
no rice beans or meat
my momma was the bread winner plus
she had to cook his dinner
my daddy was a full time sinner
poppa was a stoner stay gone till November
off of that, gawk?, that made ?emack
like the devil done took his soul and ain't given it back
remember that, when you play for the bless
speedy victory for the poor and the press
I cant stand the stress, its test and time press
up against my momma and daddy chest, I try and rest
with no stretch of the mind, I cant find no piece
of mind within this family of mine, yo
[marc 7even]
she got chips and you don't, that's bottom line
that's just the way love goes, *hmmm* lets rewind
you really ain't paid, you clockin minimum wage
now basically you a slave, your wife studies for days
no money for much, just movies and such
the way your two hands clutch, you know its love not lust
now she's sick of the bus, and using you as a crutch
and on top of this stuff, she graduates in a month
damn, her new job got her clocking the dough
now she's buying new clothes, and taken you to the show
you feeling like you the ho, not knowing which way to go
and ultimately you know, you ain't feeling her so
you need to get up, get out and get something
your job ain't nothing, all these years you've just been frontin
thats the way she played ya, the talked in rager went back
to your days of...[chali 2na voices over marc 7even]
[chali 2na]
she always said I'm out husslin for food, kitchen indeed
while this nigga spend his ends on booze, bitches and weed
I thought that we'd agree, with two kids to feed
that you would slow your own, but instead of switchin your seed
you slapped me, you cant attack me thinkin I'm be happy
in fact its a packing and we rapidly
after we witness, no love between parents
the father type that was once on the sence vanished
supreme bamish the couples that match these
producin generations of kids with latched keys
her daughter learned from momma
how to reject men, her sons attracts women
that don't respect men, and then
one parental provided can be the plan
but no woman can truly teach a boy to be a man
that's why I'm always telling these many pals of mine
the most that you can spend on any child is time
*look we dont have all the answers, we're victims also
to the same situations, but man, plans and the lord plans
and the lord is the best of planners,
so what's your contribution to life*
[chorus]
what's your contribution to life
Gotta Get Those Human Rights
Artist: Mbanna Kantako
Song: Gotta Get Those Human Rights
Album: Let Us Loose
Producer: Unknown
Year: 2001
Label: Unknown
Genre: Hip-Hop
URL: http://www.diymedia.net/audio/hrrlul.htm
Lyrics: Unavailable
Abortion
Artist: Kid Rock
Song: Abortion
Album: The History of Rock
Producer: Mike Bradford, Kid Rock
Year: 2000
Label: Lava
Genre: Hip-Hop
URL: http://www.amazon.com/History-Rock-Kid/dp/B00004TCPN
Lyrics: http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Abortion-lyrics-Kid-Rock/3E57248F52F8E857482568F10009C5DE
My veins are poppin from this love inside
I just can't let it out
This pipe and these needles are my only guide
They've got me on the wrong route
What is my life about
Living in the shadows of a man I've never seen
Dreamin' like a lonely child
I know your brothers and your sister and your mother too
Man I wish you could see them too
Oh Lord
Oh Lord
Man I wish that you could see them too
Man I wish that you could see them too
So can I come to see you sometime
Cause I been missin you
I've never heard you cry I've never seen you whine
I'm feeling oh so young
But still I must die to get to you
And if I do I wonder how just you will see me
And implicate the things I've done
I'm diein in the shadows of this man I've never seen
I'll see you soon
Now where's my gun
Oh Lord
Oh Lord
Oh Lord
Wheres my gun
Oh wheres my gun
Oh Lord
Wheres my gun
Oh Lord
My gun
Let me open your eyes
Let me see who you are
I am you, you are me
We are a part of
The second coming of christ
It's God himself in a jar
Yeah...yeah
Yeah...yeah
Let me open your eyes
Let me see who you are
I am you, you are me
We are a part of
The second coming of christ
Its God himself in a jar
Yeahhhh
Heyyyyyyy
You got me, sad and lonely
When I'm me...me
You know you make me so lonely
I am so alone
And I will pray and then I'll cry
And I will pray and then I'll cry
And I will pray and then I'll cry
And I will pray and then I'll cry
Where Have All the Flowers Gone
Artist: Kingston Trio (written by Pete Seeger)
Song: Where Have All the Flowers Gone
Album: An Evening With the Kingston Trio
Producer: Jim Musselman
Year: 1962
Label: Folk Era
Genre: Folk
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vg8Db7VNgL0
Lyrics: http://www.arlo.net/resources/lyrics/flowers-gone.shtml
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the flowers gone?
Girls have picked them every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Where have all the young girls gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the young girls gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the young girls gone?
Taken husbands every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Where have all the young men gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the young men gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the young men gone?
Gone for soldiers every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Gone to graveyards every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Covered with flowers every one
When will we ever learn?
When will we ever learn?
He’s Gonna Step on You Again
Artist: John Kongos
Song: He’s Gonna Step on You Again
Album: Tokoloshe Man
Producer: Gus Dudgeon
Year: 1988
Label: See For Miles
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zslrb7O0-6g
Lyrics: http://lyricz.net/J/John+Kongos/113138/
Hey rainmaker come away
from that man you know
he's gonna take away your promised land.
Hey good lady
he just want what you got
you know he'll never stop
until he's taken the lot.
Gonna stamp out your fire
he can change your desire
don't you know that he can make
you forget you're a man
gonna stamp out your fire
he can change your desire
don't you know that he can make
you forget you're a man
you're a man. He's a man.
He's gonna step on you again.
He's gonna step on you again.
He's gonna step on you again.
He's gonna step on you again.
Hey rainmaker he got golden plans
I tell you he make you
a stranger in your land.
Hey good lady
he got God on his side
he got a double tongue
you never think that he lie.
Gonna stamp out...
Hey rainmaker come away
from that man you know
he's gonna take away your promised land.
Hey good lady
he got God on his side
he got a double tongue
you never think that he lie.
Sally’s Pigeons
Artist: Cindi Lauper
Song: Sally’s Pigeons
Album: Hat Full of Stars
Producer: Cyndi Lauper, Junior Vasquez
Year: 1993
Label: Epic Records
Genre: Pop
URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=j1z_5iyvbdc
Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/cyndilauper/sallyspigeons.html
When I was eight I had a friend
With a pirate smile
Make believe and play pretend
We were innocent and wild
Hopped a fence and slammed the gate
Running down my alleyway
In time to watch Sally's pigeons fly
We loved to watch them dive and soar
Circle in the sky
Free as a bird from three to four
And never knowing why
Neighbors pulled their wash back in
Put away my Barbie and Ken
Look out overhead
While Sally's pigeons fly
I had a fool's confidence
That the world had no boundaries
But instincts and common sense
Come in different quantities
My heart began to
Skip to the beat
Of the boy next door
She had her eye across the street
On someone shy and tall
We lived our dreams
And challenged fate
In tears she told me she was late
And Sally let his pigeons out to fly...
On the dresser sits a frame
With a photograph
Two little girls in ponytails
Some twenty one years back
She left one night with just a nod
Was lost from some back alley job
I close my eyes and Sally's pigeons fly
She never saw those birds again
And me, I can't remember when
A pirate smile hasn't made me cry
I close my eyes
And Sally's pigeons fly...
We Will All Go Together When We Go
Artist: Tom Lehrer
Song: We Will All Go Together When We Go
Album: An Evening Wasted With Tom Lehrer
Producer: Tom Lehrer
Year: 1959
Label: Rhino
Genre: Folk
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zv6mPgtay6E
Lyrics: http://www.atomicplatters.com/more.php?id=70_0_1_0_M
Spoken introduction:
I am reminded at this point of a fellow I used to know whose name was Henry, only to give you an idea of what an individualist he was he spelled it H-E-N-3-R-Y. The 3 was silent, you see. (Laughter) Henry (more laughter), Henry was financially independent, having inherited his father's tar and feather business, and was therefore able to devote his full time to such intellectual pursuits as writing – I particularly remember a heart-warming novel of his about a young necrophiliac who finally achieved his boyhood ambition by becoming
A coroner. (Laughter) The rest of you can look it up when you get home. (Loud and long laughter) In addition to writing, he indulged in a good deal of philosophizing. Like so many contemporary philosophers he especially enjoyed giving helpful advice to people who were happier than he was, and one (Laughter), one particular bit of advice which I recall, which is the reason I bring up this whole dreary story, is something he said once before they took him away to the Massachusetts State Home for the Bewildered (laughter), he said, "Life is like a sewer. What you get our of it depends on what you put into it!" (Long, loud laughter) So it seemed to me that this is precisely the sort of dynamic, positive thinking that we so desperately need today in these trying times of crisis and universal brouhaha, and so with this in mind I have here a modern, positive, dynamic uplifting song in the tradition of the great old revival hymns. This one might be more accurately termed a survival hymn, it goes like this…
When you attend a funeral
It is sad to think that sooner or
Later those you love will do the same for you
And you may have thought it tragic
Not to mention other adjec-
Tives, to think of all the weeping they will do
(But don't you worry.)
No more ashes, no more sackcloth
And an arm band made of black cloth
Will some day nevermore adorn a sleeve
For if the bomb that drops on you
Gets your friends and neighbors too
There'll be nobody left behind to grieve
And we will all go together when we go
What a comforting fact that is to know
Universal bereavement
An inspiring achievement
Yes, we all will go together when we go
We will all go together when we go
All suffused with an incandescent glow
No one will have the endurance
To collect on his insurance
Lloyd's of London will be loaded when they go
Oh we will all fry together when we fry
We'll be French fried potatoes by and by
There will be no more misery
When the world is our rotisserie
Yes, we all will fry together when we fry
Down by the old maelstrom
There'll be a storm before the calm
And we will all bake together when we bake
There'll be nobody present at the wake
With complete participation
In that grand incineration
Nearly three billion hunks of well-done steak
Oh we will all char together when we char
And let there be no moaning of the bar
Just sing out a Te Deum
When you see that I.C.B.M.
And the party will be come-as-you-are
Oh, we will all burn together when we burn
There'll be no need to stand and wait your turn
When it's time for the fallout
And Saint Peter calls us all out
We'll just drop our agendas and adjourn
You will all go directly to your respective Valhallas
Go directly, do not pass Go, do not collect two hundred dollahs
And we will all go together when we go
Every Hottentot and every Eskimo
When the air becomes uranious
We will all go simultaneous
Yes, we all will go together
When we all go together
Yes we all will go together when we go
Gimme Some Truth
Give Peace a Chance
Happpy Xmas (War is Over)
Imagine
Instant Karma
Artist: John Lennon
Song: Gimme Some Truth
Album: Imagine
Producer: John Lennon, Yoko Ono, and Phil Spector
Year: 1971
Label: Apple/EMI
Genre: Rock
URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=fBpIfVt46Bk
Lyrics: http://www.songfacts.com/detail.php?id=4039
I'm sick to death of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocrites
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
I've had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky
Is gonna Mother Hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of hope
Money for dope
Money for rope
No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky
Is gonna Mother Hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap
Money for dope
Money for rope
I'm sick to death of seeing things
From tight-lipped, condescending, mama's little chauvinists
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth now
I've had enough of watching scenes
Of schizophrenic, ego-centric, paranoiac, prima-donnas
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth
No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky
Is gonna Mother Hubbard soft soap me
With just a pocketful of soap
It's money for dope
Money for rope
Ah, I'm sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocrites
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now
I've had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now
All I want is the truth now
Just gimme some truth now
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth
Artist: John Lennon
Song: Give Peace a Chance
Album: Single
Producer: John and Yoko Ono Lennon
Year: 1969
Label: Apple
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I-NRriHlLUk
Lyrics:
http://www.absolutelyrics.com/lyrics/view/john_lennon/give_peace_a_chance/
Ev'rybody's talkin' 'bout
Bagism, Shagism, Dragism, Madism, Ragism, Tagism
This-ism, that-ism, ism ism ism
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
(C'mon)
Ev'rybody's talkin' 'bout
Minister, Sinister, Banisters and Canisters,
Bishops, Fishops, Rabbis, and Pop Eyes, Bye bye, Bye byes
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
(Let me tell you now)
Ev'rybody's talkin' 'bout
Revolution, Evolution, Mastication, Flagellation, Regulation,
Integrations, mediations, United Nations, congratulations
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
Ev'rybody's talkin' 'bout
John and Yoko, Timmy Leary, Rosemary,
Tommy Smothers, Bobby Dylan, Tommy Cooper,
Derek Taylor, Norman Mailer, Alan Ginsberg, Hare Krishna
Hare Hare Krishna
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance
(Repeat 'til the tape runs out)
Artist: John Lennon
Song: Happy Xmas (War is Over)
Album: Single by the Plastic Ono Band
Producer: Phil Spector, John Lennon, Yoko Ono
Year: 1971
Label: EMI, Parlophone, Apple
Genre: Rock
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=s8jw-ifqwkM
Lyrics: http://www.john-lennon.com/songlyrics/songs/Happy_Xmas_War_is_Over.htm
(Happy Xmas Kyoko
Happy Xmas Julian)
So this is Xmas
And what have you done
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so this is Xmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young
A very Merry Xmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Xmas
For weak and for strong
For rich and the poor ones
The world is so wrong
And so happy Xmas
For black and for white
For yellow and red ones
Let's stop all the fight
A very Merry Xmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Xmas
And what have we done
Another year over
A new one just begun
And so happy Xmas
We hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young
A very Merry Xmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
War is over, if you want it
War is over now
Happy Xmas
Artist: John Lennon
Song: Imagine
Album: Imagine
Producer: John Lennon, Yoko Ono, Phil Spector
Year: 1971
Label: Apple
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_xjw-l673UI
Lyrics: http://www.lyrics007.com/John Lennon Lyrics/Imagine Lyrics.html
Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
Artist: John Lennon
Song: Instant Karma (We All Shine On)
Album: Single
Producer: Phil Spector, John Lennon and Yoko Ono
Year: 1970
Label: Apple Records
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.oldielyrics.com/lyrics/billy_joel/allentown.html
Lyrics: http://www.lyrics007.com/John%20Lennon%20Lyrics/Instant%20Karma%20Lyrics.html
Instant Karma's gonna get you,
Gonna knock you right on the head,
You better get yourself together,
Pretty soon you're gonna be dead,
What in the world you thinking of,
Laughing in the face of love,
What on earth you tryin' to do,
It's up to you, yeah you.
Instant Karma's gonna get you,
Gonna look you right in the face,
Better get yourself together darlin',
Join the human race,
How in the world you gonna see,
Laughin' at fools like me,
Who on earth d'you think you are,
A super star,
Well, right you are.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun,
Well we all shine on,
Ev'ryone come on.
Instant Karma's gonna get you,
Gonna knock you off your feet,
Better recognize your brothers,
Ev'ryone you meet,
Why in the world are we here,
Surely not to live in pain and fear,
Why on earth are you there,
When you're ev'rywhere,
Come and get your share.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun,
Yeah we all shine on,
Come on and on and on on on,
Yeah yeah, alright, uh huh, ah-.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun,
Yeah we all shine on,
On and on and on on and on.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Yeah we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Black Day in July
Artist: Gordon Lightfoot
Song: Black Day in July
Album: Best
Producer: N/A
Year: 1970
Label: Curb Records
Genre: Pop
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Best-Gordon-Lightfoot/dp/B000000CZ8
Lyrics:
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/g/gordon+lightfoot/black+day+in+july_20061532.html
Black day in july
Motor city madness has touched the countryside
And through the smoke and cinders
You can hear it far and wide
The doors are quickly bolted
And the children locked inside
Black day in july
Black day in july
And the soul of motor city is bared across the land
As the book of law and order is taken in the hands
Of the sons of the fathers who were carried to this land
Black day in july
Black day in july
In the streets of motor city is a deadly silent sound
And the body of a dead youth lies stretched upon the ground
Upon the filthy pavement
No reason can be found
Black day in july
Black day in july
Motor city madness has touched the countryside
And the people rise in anger
And the streets begin to fill
And theres gunfire from the rooftops
And the blood begins to spill
Black day in july
In the mansion of the governor
Theres nothing that is known for sure
The telephone is ringing
And the pendulum is swinging
And they wonder how it happened
And they really know the reason
And it wasnt just the temperature
And it wasnt just the season
Black day in july
Black day in july
Motor citys burning and the flames are running wild
They reflect upon the waters of the river and the lake
And everyone is listening
And everyones awake
Black day in july
Black day in july
The printing press is turning
And the news is quickly flashed
And you read your morning paper
And you sip your cup of tea
And you wonder just in passing
Is it him or is it me
Black day in july
In the office of the president
The deed is done the troops are sent
Theres really not much choice you see
It looks to us like anarchy
And then the tanks go rolling in
To patch things up as best they can
There is no time to hesitate
The speech is made the dues can wait
Black day in july
Black day in july
The streets of motor city now are quiet and serene
But the shapes of gutted buildings
Strike terror to the heart
And you say how did it happen
And you say how did it start
Why cant we all be brothers
Why cant we live in peace
But the hands of the have-nots
Keep falling out of reach
Black day in july
Black day in july
Motor city madness has touched the countryside
And through the smoke and cinders
You can hear it far and wide
The doors are quickly bolted
And the children locked inside
The Little Things Give You Away
Artist: Linkin Park
Song: The Little Things Give You Away
Album: Minutes to Midnight
Producer: Rick Rubin, Mike Shinoda
Year: 2007
Label: Warner Bros. Records, Machine Shop Recordings
Genre: Alternative
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=wlF9pwmerZc
Lyrics: http://www.songfacts.com/detail.php?id=8739
Water creeps
(Little things give you away)
All you've ever wanted
Was someone to truly look up to you
(Little things give you away)
Artist: LL Cool J
Song: Illegal Search
Album: Mama Said Knock You Out
Producer: Marley Marl, Bobcat
Year: 1990
Label: Def Jam/Columbia
Genre: Rap
URL: N/A
Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/llcoolj/illegalsearch.html
Yo baby
Put your seatbelt on
I got my paperwork, don't worry
It's cool
[ The Flex ]
Illegal search
(Do you wanna see it?)
(I'm gonna do it)
[ VERSE 1 ]
What the hell are you lookin for?
Can't a young man make money anymore?
Wear my jewels and like freak it on the floor
Or is it my job to make sure I'm poor?
Can't my car look better than yours?
Keep a cigar in between my jaws
I drink champagne, to hell with Coors
Never sold coke in my life, I do tours
Get that flashlight out of my face
I'm not a dog, so damn it, put away the mace
I got cash and real attorneys on the case
You're just a joker perpetratin a ace
You got time, you wanna give me a taste
I don't smoke cigarettes, so why you're lookin for base?
You might plant a gun, and hope I run a race
Eatin in the messhall, sayin my grace
You tried to frame me, but it won't work
Illegal search
[ The Flex ]
Keep on searchin
[ L.L. Cool J ]
I'm totally relaxed
[ The Flex ]
Illegal searchin
[ L.L. Cool J ]
Illegal search
[ The Flex ]
Keep on searchin
Keep on searchin
Keep on searchin
Gotta, gotta, gotta...
[ VERSE 2 ]
I call it nice, you call it a 'drug car'
I say 'disco', you call it a 'drug bar'
I say 'nice guy', you call me Mr. Good Bar
I made progress, you say, "Not that far"
I just started it, you're searchin my car
But all my paperwork is up to par
It's in my Uncle's name, so the frame won't work
Chump - illegal search
[ The Flex ]
Keep on searchin
[ L.L. Cool J ]
Illegal search
You won't find nothin
[ VERSE 3 ]
On the turnpike, and everything's right
In the background is flashin lights
Get out the car in the middle of the night
It's freezin cold, and you're doin it for spite
Slam me on the hood, yo, that ain't right
You pull out your gun if I'm puttin up a fight
My car, my clothes, and my girl is hype
But you wanna replace my silver stripes
You're a real man, your uniform is tight
Fingerprint me, take me name and height
Hopin it will, but I know it won't work
Illegal search
(Do you wanna see it?)
[ L.L. Cool J ]
Hey yo, Marley
Get funky
[ The Flex ]
Illegal illegal illegal search
[ L.L. Cool J ]
Real funky
(I'm gonna do it for ya)
(I'm gonna do it)
[ L.L. Cool J
Keep it right there
Funk it up
[ VERSE 4 ]
I was sued to court, the case got thrown out
I'm that man that you all read about
Put me in jail, you're doin it for clout
I only got one question: what's that all about?
Jail is somethin that I can do without
Case dismissed, and now you wanna pout
You feel like tryin it again, but you know it won't work
Illegal search
[ The Flex ]
Keep on searchin
[ L.L. Cool J ]
Illegal search
But I got all my ID, and my car's registered
Illegal searchin
Illegal search
And them cops out there
That did the wrong thing to one of my brothers
In Jersey
Keep on searching
Youknowmsayin?
Cause that was foul
Peace
Georgia… Bush
Artist: Lil Wayne
Song: Georgia… Bush
Album: Dedication 2 (Mixtape)
Producer: Lil Wayne with DJ Drama
Year: 2006
Label: Cash Money Records
Genre: Rap
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=giJt4IBLBhc
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsandsongs.com/song/709915.html
This song right here, is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from, lost city of New Orleans... we call him this
(Georgia x 8 with Wayne)
Noooowww
This song is dedicated to the one wit the suit
Thick white skin and his eyes bright blue
So called beef wit you know who
Fuck it he just let him kill all of our troops
Look at the bullshit we been through
Had the niggas sittin on top they roofs
Hurricane Katrina, we shoulda called it Hurricane (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush
Then they tellin y'all lies on the news
The white people smiling like everythin cool
But I know people that died in that pool
I know people that died in them schools
Now what is the survivor to do?
Got to no trailer, you gotta move
Now it's on to Texas and to (Geeoorrggiiaa)
They tell you what they want, show you what they want you to see
But they don't let you know what's really goin on
Make it look like a lotta stealin goin on
Boy them cops is killas in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no thief, I'm just tryin to eat
Man fuck the police and president (Geeoorrrggiiaa) Bush
So what happened to the leverage, why wasn't they steady
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the lever
that keep on tellin me they heard this, stole this
Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965, I ain't too young to know this
That was President Johnson now
but it's president (Geeoorrggiiaa) Bush
[Chorus - 2X]
We from a town where (Georgia)
Everybody drowned, and
Everybody died, but baby I'm still prayin wich ya
Everybody cryin but (Georgia)
Aint nobody tried, there's no doubt on my mind it was (Georgia) Bush
Noooowwww
I was born in the boot at the bottom of the map
New Orleans baby, now the white house hatin, tryin to wash away like we not on the map
Wait, have you heard the latest, they sayin you gotta have paper if you tryin to come back
Niggas thinkin it's a wrap, see we can't hustle in they trap, we ain't from (Geeoorrggiaa)
Noooww it's them dead bodies, them lost houses, the mayor say dont worry bout it
And the children have been scarred, no ones here to care bout em
And fash out, to all the rappers that helped out
Yea we like it they callin y'all, but fuck president (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush
We see them Confederate flags, you know what it is
A white cracker muthafucka that probably voted for him
And no he ain't gonna drop no dollas, but he do drop bombs
R.I.P. Tay cuz he died in the storm, fuck president (Geeoorrggiiaa) Bush
See us in ya city man, give us a pound
Cuz if a nigga still movin then he holdin it down
I had two Jags, but I lost both them bi-tch-es
I'm from N.O. the N.O. Yea!
[Chorus]
(DJ Drama: oh yea, you thought we was done? Naw)
YEA!
Money money money get a dollar and a dick
Weezy Baby that crack, muthafucka get a fix
Got money out the ass, no homo but I'm rich
Bout to go get surgery and put some diamonds on my wrist YES
Yep, I'm a muthafuckin trip
I'ma trip to Japan and buy some brand new shit
Nine hundred to a grand, get you twenty eight grams
If you talkin bout bricks, I'm the interstate man
And the women say damn, them niggas don't say a damn thing
Boy I bet that shotty make you bounce like a bed-spring
Walkin a thin line, gotta defend mine
And wit no pen I'm sorta like a bomb BOOM
Young toon, yea that's what my people call me
Fifty thousand for the cause, tryin keep the reaper off me
I drink a lotta syrup, bitches say I'm sleep walkin
Big money for the grill, so I'm never cheap talking, yea
Keep talking and the flame leap off the hip
And keep sparking, pap pap sleep softly
Yea, nap nap, nap sack, three forties
Like fuck another nigga, nigga just don't be da target
Young New Orleans nigga, nigga just don't be retarded
We done lost everythin and you lookin like a bargain
Purple weed, purple drink, purple heart sergeant
I'm the best rapper in the game no argin (arguing)
And I don't ever write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com bitch log in
Put a pillow under your knees and keep ya jaws in
All in ya girl mouth, use her like a toilet
They usually want a baller and the young nigga ballin
Mike Jordan, pardon my swag
Even my father rich as fuck and all my brothers left the family
We said fuck it bought two houses in Miami
I can't wait to do cribs, MTV c'mon get at me
Any rapper wan get at me, tell ya label contact me
Half four hundred for a feature, wanna battle, I'll beat ya
I'm a beast, I'm a preacher, I'm the son of miss cita
Mom dukes, my jeter, she the reason, she the reason
Everybody woman wanna beat a boy diva, not even
There's a 305 dime I wanted ever since I seen her
Got a topic of this evenin, hotter than a tub steamin
Gotcha girlfriend dreamin of one day bein Trina
Notta sim seemer, ten ki's in the Beamer
Got a white girl drivin, couldn't do it much cleaner
I'm fly in the sky like that muthafuckin ribbon
Bitches got my name on em, and the nigga still livin
Spend a condo and a club, one bottle won't do
Two bottles won't do, bottles for the whole crew, thanks
And bring me that Patrone, I don't play
No ice I like my drink straight, not gay
And bitch that bank come everyday, I'm paid
I wish a nigga come invade, get sprayed
I stomp a nigga out like I got ten legs
Then they fish the nigga up out the lake in ten days
Behave, no ho, I'm on that Rage Rov
Cash Money, Young Money, ho that money age old
And can't a cage hold this animal from Hollygrove
Sorry mami I be stoned, I be, I be, I be blowed
Got me copy rock star, Weezy Baby fuck these hos
Gotta pay me now for me to even take these hos
Price sizin for a show and the flow
So either Drama is my nigga, or that boy got doe
Go figure that's my nigga, that's my nigga, my nerve
If anybody else want it, sixty thousand a verse
Get Up, Stand Up
One Cup of Coffee
One Love
Put It On
War
Zimbabwe
Artist: Bob Marley and Peter Tosh
Song: Get Up, Stand Up
Album: Burnin’ (The Wailers)
Producer: Chris Blackwell and The Wailers
Year: 1973
Label: Tuff Gong/Island
Genre: Reggae
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5zTxUxFjLB0
Lyrics: http://www.mp3lyrics.org/b/bob-marley/get-up-stand-up/
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, don't give up the fight
Preacher man don't tell me
Heaven is under the earth
I know you don't know
What life is really worth
It's not all that glitters is gold
Half the story has never been told
So now you see the light
Stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, don't give up the fight
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, don't give up the fight
Most people think
Great God will come from the skies
Take away everything
And make everybody feel high
But if you know what life is worth
You would look for yours on earth
And now you've seen the light
You stand up for your rights
Artist: Bob Marley and the Wailers
Song: One Cup of Coffee
Album: Songs of Freedom
Producer: Bob Marley
Year: 1992
Label: Island Records
Genre: Reggae
URL: n/a
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsondemand.com/b/bobmarleylyrics/onecupofcoffeelyrics.html
One Cup of Coffee
Than I'll go
Though I just dropped by
To let you know
That I'm Leaving you tomorrow
I'll cause you know more sorrow
One cup of coffee than I'll go
I brought the money
Like the lawyer said to do
But it won't replace the heartaches I caused you
It won't take the place of loving you
I know!
So, One Cup of Coffee
Than I'll go!
Tell the kids I came last night
And kissed them while they slept
Make my coffee sweet and warm
Just the way you used to lie in my arms
I brought the money
Like the lawyer said to do
But it won't replace the heartaches I caused you
It won't take the place of loving you
I know!
So, one cup of coffee
Than I'll go (Repeat 2x)
Artist: Bob Marley and the Wailers
Song: One Love
Album: One Love: The Very Best of Bob Marley & The Wailers
Producer: Bob Marley
Year: 2001
Label: Umvd Labels
Genre: Reggae
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=huynn0Nz1O4
Lyrics: http://www.loglar.com/song.php?id=7079
One love, one heart
Let's get together and feel all right
Hear the children crying (One love)
Hear the children crying (One heart)
Sayin', "Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right."
Sayin', "Let's get together and feel all right."
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Let them all pass all their dirty remarks (One love)
There is one question I'd really love to ask (One heart)
Is there a place for the hopeless sinner
Who has hurt all mankind just to save his own?
Believe me
One love, one heart
Let's get together and feel all right
As it was in the beginning (One love)
So shall it be in the end (One heart)
Alright, "Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right."
"Let's get together and feel all right."
One more thing
Let's get together to fight this Holy Armageddon (One love)
So when the Man comes there will be no, no doom (One song)
Have pity on those whose chances grow thinner
There ain't no hiding place from the Father of Creation
Sayin', "One love, one heart
Let's get together and feel all right."
I'm pleading to mankind (One love)
Oh, Lord (One heart) Whoa.
"Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right."
Let's get together and feel all right.
(Repeat)
Artist: Bob Marley
Song: Put It On Me
Album: Put It On
Producer: Bob Marley, Lee Perry
Year: 2000
Label: Island Records
Genre: Reggae
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=nlk9Sj4Ns2k
Lyrics: http://www.lyrics007.com/Bob%20Marley%20Lyrics/Put%20It%20On%20Lyrics.html
Feel them spirit
Feel them spirit
Feel them spirit
Lord, I thank you
Lord, I thank you
Feel alright now
Feel alright now
Feel alright now
Lord, I thank you
Lord, I thank you
I'm gonna put it on, I put it on already
I'm gonna put it on, and it was steady
I'm gonna put it on, put it on again
Good Lord, help me
Good Lord, help me
I'm not boastin'
I'm not boastin'
I'm not boastin'
Feel like toastin'
Feel like toastin'
I rule my destiny, yeah
I rule my destiny
I rule my destiny
Lord, I thank you, yeah
Lord, I thank you
No more cryin'
No more cryin'
No more cryin'
Good Lord, hear me
Good Lord ...
Artist: Bob Marley and the Wailers
Song: War
Album: Babylon by Bus
Producer: Bob Marley
Year: 1978
Label: Island Records
Genre: Reggae
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fFvuo41AoMU
Lyrics: http://www.oldielyrics.com/lyrics/bob_marley/war.html
Until the philosophy which hold one race superior
And another
Inferior
Is finally
And permanently
Discredited
And abandoned -
Everywhere is war -
Me say war.
That until there no longer
First class and second class citizens of any nation
Until the colour of a man's skin
Is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes -
Me say war.
That until the basic human rights
Are equally guaranteed to all,
Without regard to race -
Dis a war.
That until that day
The dream of lasting peace,
World citizenship
Rule of international morality
Will remain in but a fleeting illusion to be pursued,
But never attained -
Now everywhere is war - war.
And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes
that hold our brothers in Angola,
In Mozambique,
South Africa
Sub-human bondage
Have been toppled,
Utterly destroyed -
Well, everywhere is war -
Me say war.
War in the east,
War in the west,
War up north,
War down south -
War - war -
Rumours of war.
And until that day,
The African continent
Will not know peace,
We Africans will fight - we find it necessary -
And we know we shall win
As we are confident
In the victory
Of good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah!
Good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah!
Good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah! [fadeout]
Artist: Bob Marley and the Wailers
Song: Zimbabwe
Album: Survival
Producer: Bob Marley and the Wailers
Year: 1979
Label: Island Records
Genre: Reggae
Lyrics: http://www.lyriczz.com/lyriczz.php?songid=5465
Every man gotta right to decide his own destiny,
And in this judgement there is no partiality.
So arm in arms, with arms, we'll fight this little struggle,
'Cause that's the only way we can overcome our little trouble.
Brother, you're right, you're right,
You're right, you're right, you're so right!
We gon' fight (we gon' fight), we'll have to fight (we gon' fight),
We gonna fight (we gon' fight), fight for our rights!
Natty Dread it in-a (Zimbabwe);
Set it up in (Zimbabwe);
Mash it up-a in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
Africans a-liberate (Zimbabwe), yeah.
No more internal power struggle;
We come together to overcome the little trouble.
Soon we'll find out who is the real revolutionary,
'Cause I don't want my people to be contrary.
And, brother, you're right, you're right,
You're right, you're right, you're so right!
We'll 'ave to fight (we gon' fight), we gonna fight (we gon' fight)
We'll 'ave to fight (we gon' fight), fighting for our rights!
Mash it up in-a (Zimbabwe);
Natty trash it in-a (Zimbabwe);
Africans a-liberate Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
I'n'I a-liberate Zimbabwe.
(Brother, you're right,) you're right,
You're right, you're right, you're so right!
We gon' fight (we gon' fight), we'll 'ave to fight (we gon' fight),
We gonna fight (we gon' fight), fighting for our rights!
To divide and rule could only tear us apart;
In everyman chest, mm - there beats a heart.
So soon we'll find out who is the real revolutionaries;
And I don't want my people to be tricked by mercenaries.
Brother, you're right, you're right,
You're right, you're right, you're so right!
We'll 'ave to fight (we gon' fight), we gonna fight (we gon' fight),
We'll 'ave to fight (we gon' fight), fighting for our rights!
Natty trash it in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
Mash it up in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
Set it up in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
Africans a-liberate Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
Africans a-liberate Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
Natty dub it in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe).
Set it up in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
Africans a-liberate Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
Every man got a right to decide his own destiny
I Should Be Proud
Artist: Martha and the Vandellas
Song: I Should be Proud
Album: Natural Resources
Producer: Henry Cosby, Clarence Paul
Year: 1970
Label: Gordy
Genre: Pop
URL: n/a
Lyrics: http://www.onewest.net/~roxtar/lyrics/reeves_martha2.html
I was under the dryer when the telegram came:
"Private John C. Miller was shot down in Vietnam"
Through my tears I read: "No more information at this time
He's missin' in action somewhere on the Delta Line"
& they say that I should be proud; he was fightin' for me
They say that I should be proud, those too blind to see
But he wasn't fightin' for me, my Johnny didn't have to fight for me
He was fightin' for the evils of society
Now I prayed night & day that my Johnny wouldn't die
Love, faith & hope was all that kept me alive
Then 6 weeks later came that cold & heartless letter:
"Private Johnny was killed in action, number 54327"
& they say that I should be proud; he was keepin' me free
They say that I should be proud, those too blind to see
But he wasn't fightin' for me, my Johnny didn't have to die for me
He was fightin' for the evils of society
(instrumental)
(spoken):
They shipped him home with medals of honor & glory
Even our local paper ran a front-page story
But the whole time gave him praisin' & said how honored I should be
But I don't want no superstar, just the good man they took from me
& they tell me I should be proud; he was fightin' for me
They say that I should be proud, those too blind to see
But he wasn't fightin' for me, my Johnny didn't have to die for me
He's a victim of the evils of society
I should be proud of my Johnny
They tell me that I should be proud; they just don't want Johnny for me
They tell me that I should be proud of my Johnny
...& fade
Ghetto in the Sky
Artist: Master P
Song: Ghetto in the Sky
Album: Only God Can Judge Me
Producer: Master P
Year: 1999
Label: Priority Records
Genre: Rap
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Only-God-Can-Judge-Me/dp/B00001XDLY
Lyrics: http://www.mp3lyrics.org/m/master-p/ghetto-in-the-sky/
It's like my adversaries plottin on my death
But I put my life in God's hands, y'know
I'm thugged out for life, I'm a ghetto nigga for life
and uhh.. I ain't runnin from no problems
I'm just, tryin to be stress free y'know
Sometimes you just gotta sit back and uhh..
hit that sess and let it just marinate y'know
Get away, ya heard me?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
How many tears is momma gon' cry, how
many caskets she gon' buy
til we all gon' realize that we all was born to die
Niggaz standin on corners, just to scheme and plot
Niggaz killin up each other, for grams of rock
Subconcious all of my wrongdoing
that's why I pack a long gun
Niggaz fightin everyday, til death be the outcome
I got a foot in the grave and uhh, one in the pen
Homies wishin of a better life but it's blowin in the wind
And I was cursed since birth cause I
was born in the project
Raised on powdered milk government
cheese, eggs and a county check
I hustled in hallways with no lights
Hopin I could make it through the days
and live through the nights
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
They nailed Jesus to the cross, put my people on dope
I don't know a nigga in the project,
that own a plane or a boat
See society got me fed up (fed up)
Brought us over here, to misled us
I gotta, troublesome mind, I gotta, troublesome soul
I been in and out of jail on probation and parole
And when I really die is they gon' steal my gold teeth?
Now who's the real animal - dem or me?
And if you ready for me Lord, and I'm the, next contender
I'm tryin to change my life, see I don't wanna die a sinner
And do the - police, really protect and serve?
Then why it ain't no crack houses, in the suburbs?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
Is there really a place where uhh
ain't no fightin, ain't no killin, ain't no backstabbin
Ain't no friends turnin against each other
Ain't no racism, ain't no hate
Sound like heaven to me, huh
It's hard to find
Hold Out A Hand
Artist: Edwin McCain
Song: Hold Out A Hand
Album: Single
Producer: Edwin McCain, Maia Sharp
Year: 2006
Label: Vanguard Records
Genre: Country
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=pHz1-VolFaU
I'm as flawed as any man could ever be
There were chances to be kind that slipped by me
When I finally drop my claims of innocence and face the blame
I can rise to my responsibility
To Hold Out a Hand
Till It finds another
And we begin to repair
Don't believe there's too much pain
To ever recover
Just take care of each other
Common kindness doesn't have to be so rare
We're not giving up a thing to just take care
Give Ireland Back to the Irish
Artist: Paul McCartney
Song: Give Ireland Back to the Irish
Album: Single
Producer: Paul and Linda McCartney
Year: 1972
Label: Apple
Genre: Rock
URL:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z8RHd1PDbjE&feature=related
Lyrics:
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/p/paul+mccartney/give+ireland+back+to+the+irish_20105826.html
Give Ireland back to the Irish
Don’t make them have to take it away
Give Ireland back to the Irish
Make Ireland Irish today
Great Britain you are tremendous
And nobody knows like me
But really what are you doin
In the land across the sea
Tell me how would you like it
If on your way to work
You were stopped by Irish soldiers
Would you lie down do nothing
Would you give in, or go berserk
Give Ireland back to the Irish
Don’t make them have to take it away
Give Ireland back to the Irish
Make Ireland Irish today
Great Britain and all the people
Say that all people must be free
Meanwhile back in Ireland
There’s a man who looks like me
And he dreams of God and country
And he’s feeling really bad
And he’s sitting in a prison
Should he lie down do nothing
Should give in or go mad
Give Ireland back to the Irish
Don’t make them have to take it away
Give Ireland back to the Irish
Make Ireland Irish today
Give Ireland back to the Irish
Don’t make them have to take it away
Give Ireland back to the Irish
Make Ireland Irish today
Eve of Destruction
Artist: Barry McGuire
Song: Eve of Destruction
Album: Single
Producer: Barry McGuire
Year: 1965
Label: One Way Records
Genre: Rock
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=39ESOKkU1ho
Lyrics: http://artists.letssingit.com/barry-mcguire-eve-of-destruction-s1m88lj
The eastern world, it is exploding
Violence flarin’, bullets loadin’
You’re old enough to kill, but not for votin’
You don’t believe in war, but what’s that gun you’re totin’
And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin’
But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.
Don’t you understand what I’m tryin’ to say
Can’t you feel the fears I’m feelin’ today?
If the button is pushed, there’s no runnin’ away
There’ll be no one to save, with the world in a grave
[Take a look around ya boy, it's bound to scare ya boy]
And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.
Yeah, my blood’s so mad feels like coagulatin’
I’m sitting here just contemplatin’
I can’t twist the truth, it knows no regulation.
Handful of senators don’t pass legislation
And marches alone can’t bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin’
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin’
And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.
Think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
You may leave here for 4 days in space
But when you return, it’s the same old place
The poundin’ of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, but don’t leave a trace
Hate your next-door neighbor, but don’t forget to say grace
And… tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend
You don’t believe
We’re on the eve
Of destruction
Mm, no no, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.
Bin Laden
The Cause of Death
Artist: MC Immortal Technique ft. DJ Green Latern
Song: Bin Laden
Album: Bin Laden
Producer: n/a
Year: 2004
Label: Viper Records/ Babygrande Records
Genre: Hip-Hop
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=WA_xXWSXyFI
Lyrics: http://www.anysonglyrics.com/lyrics/i/Immortal-Technique/Bin-Laden-Lyrics.htm
[Mos Def - talking]
Man, you hear this bullshit they be talkin'
Every day, man
It's like these motherfuckers is just like professional liars
YouknowwhatI'msayin? It's wild
Listen
[Hook - Mos Def]
Bin Laden didn't blow up the projects
It was you, nigga
Tell the truth, nigga
(Bush knocked down the towers)--[Jadakiss]
Tell the truth, nigga
(Bush knocked down the towers)--[Jadakiss]
Tell the truth, nigga
Bin Laden didn't blow up the projects
It was you, nigga
Tell the truth, nigga
(Bush knocked down the towers)--[Jadakiss]
Tell the truth, nigga
(Bush knocked down the towers)--[Jadakiss]
[Verse 1 - Immortal Technique]
I pledge no allegiance, nigga fuck the president's speeches
I'm baptized by America and covered in leeches
The dirty water that bleaches your soul and your facial features
Drownin' you in propaganda that they spit through the speakers
And if you speak about the evil that the government does
The Patriot Act'll track you to the type of your blood
They try to frame you, and say you was tryna sell drugs
And throw a federal indictment on niggaz to show you love
This shit is run by fake Christians, fake politicians
Look at they mansions, then look at the conditions you live in
All they talk about is terrorism on television
They tell you to listen, but they don't really tell you they mission
They funded Al-Qaeda, and now they blame the Muslim religion
Even though Bin Laden, was a CIA tactician
They gave him billions of dollars, and they funded his purpose
Fahrenheit 9/11, that's just scratchin' the surface
[Hook - Mos Def]
Bin Laden didn't blow up the projects
It was you, nigga
Tell the truth, nigga
(Bush knocked down the towers)--[Jadakiss]
Tell the truth, nigga
(Bush knocked down the towers)--[Jadakiss]
Tell the truth, nigga
Bin Laden didn't blow up the projects
It was you, nigga
Tell the truth, nigga
(Bush knocked down the towers)--[Jadakiss]
Tell the truth, nigga
(Bush knocked down the towers)--[Jadakiss]
[Verse 2 - Immortal Technique]
They say the rebels in Iraq still fight for Saddam
But that's bullshit, I'll show you why it's totally wrong
Cuz if another country invaded the hood tonight
It'd be warfare through Harlem, and Washington Heights
I wouldn't be fightin' for Bush or White America's dream
I'd be fightin' for my people's survival and self-esteem
I wouldn't fight for racist churches from the south, my nigga
I'd be fightin' to keep the occupation out, my nigga
You ever clock someone who talk shit, or look at you wrong?
Imagine if they shot at you, and was rapin' your moms
And of course Saddam Hussein had chemical weapons
We sold him that shit, after Ronald Reagan's election
Mercenary contractors fightin' a new era
Corporate military bankin' off the war on terror
They controllin' the ghetto, with the failed attack
Tryna distract the fact that they engineerin' the crack
So I'm strapped like Lee Malvo holdin' a sniper rifle
These bullets'll touch your kids, and I don't mean like Michael
Your body be sent to the morgue, stripped down and recycled
I fire on house niggaz that support you and like you
Cuz innocent people get murdered in the struggle daily
And poor people never get shit and struggle daily
This ain't no alien conspiracy theory, this shit is real
Written on the dollar underneath the Masonic seal
(I don't rap for dead presidents
I'd rather see the president dead
It's never been said but I set precedents)--[Eminem]
[Hook - Mos Def]
Bin Laden didn't blow up the projects
It was you, nigga
Tell the truth, nigga
(Bush knocked down the towers)--[Jadakiss]
Tell the truth, nigga
(Bush knocked down the towers)--[Jadakiss]
Tell the truth, nigga
Bin Laden didn't blow up the projects
It was you, nigga
Tell the truth, nigga
(Bush knocked down the towers)--[Jadakiss]
Tell the truth, nigga
(Bush knocked down the towers)--[Jadakiss]
(Shady Records was 80 seconds away from the towers
Some cowards fucked with the wrong building, they meant to hit ours)-- [Eminem]
Artist: MC Immortal Technique
Song: The Cause of Death
Album: Revolutionary Vol. 2
Producer: n/a
Year: 2003
Label: Viper Records/ Babygrande Records
Genre: Hip-Hop
URL: video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3261480970701377933
Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/immortaltechnique/causeofdeath.html
[Talking]
Immortal Technique
Revolutionary Volume 2
Yeah, broadcasting live from Harlem, New York
Let the truth be known..
[Verse 1]
You better watch what the fuck flies outta ya mouth
Or I'ma hijack a plane and fly it into your house
Burn your apartment with your family tied to the couch
And slit your throat, so when you scream, only blood comes out
I doubt that there could ever be...a more wicked MC
'Cause AIDS infested child molesters aren't sicker than me
I see the world for what it is, beyond the white and the black
The way the government downplays historical facts
'Cause the United States sponsored the rise of the 3rd Reich
Just like the CIA trained terrorists to the fight
Build bombs and sneak box cutters onto a flight
When I was a child, the Devil himself bought me a mic
But I refused the offer, 'cause God sent me to strike
With skills unused like fallopian tubes on a dyke
My words'll expose George Bush and Bin Laden
As two separate parts of the same seven headed dragon
And you can't fathom the truth, so you don't hear me
You think illuminati's just a fucking conspiracy theory?
That's why Conservative racists are all runnin' shit
And your phone is tapped by the Federal Government
So I'm jammin' frequencies in ya brain when you speak to me
Technique will rip a rapper to pieces indecently
Pack weapons illegally, because I'm never hesitant
Sniper scoping a commission controlling the president
[Hook]
Father, forgive them, for they don't know right from wrong
The truth will set you free, written down in this song
And the song has the Cause of Death written in code
The Word of God brought to life, that'll save ya soul..
Save ya soul motherfucker...save ya soul..
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
I hacked the Pentagon for self-incriminating evidence
Of Republican manufactured white powder pestilence
Marines Corps. flack vest, with the guns and ammo
Spittin' bars like a demon stuck inside a piano
Turn a Sambo into a soldier with just one line
Now here's the truth about the system that'll fuck up your mind
They gave Al Queda 6 billion dollars in 1989 to 1992
And now the last chapters of Revelations are coming true
And I know a lot of people find it hard to swallow this
Because subliminal bigotry makes you hate my politics
But you act like America wouldn't destroy two buildings
In a country that was sponsoring bombs dropped on our children
I was watching the Towers, and though I wasn't the closest
I saw them crumble to the Earth like they was full of explosives
And they thought nobody noticed the news report that they did
About the bombs planted on the George Washington bridge
Four Non-Arabs arrested during the emergency
And then it disappeared from the news permanently
They dubbed a tape of Osama, and they said it was proof
"Jealous of our freedom," I can't believe you bought that excuse
Rocking a motherfucking flag don't make you a hero
Word to Ground Zero
The Devil crept into Heaven, God overslept on the 7th
The New World Order was born on September 11
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
And just so Conservatives don't take it to heart
I don't think Bush did it, 'cause he isn't that smart
He's just a stupid puppet taking orders on his cell phone
From the same people that sabotaged Senator Wellstone
The military industry got it poppin' and lockin'
Looking for a way to justify the Wolfowitz Doctrine
And as a matter of fact, Rumsfeld, now that I think back
Without 9/11, you couldn't have a war in Iraq
Or a Defense budget of world conquest proportions
Kill freedom of speech and revoke the right to abortions
Tax cut extortion, a blessing to the wealthy and wicked
But you still have to answer to the Armageddon you scripted
And Dick Cheney, you fucking leech, tell them your plans
About building your pipelines through Afghanistan
And how Israeli troops trained the Taliban in Pakistan
You might have some house niggas fooled, but I understand
Colonialism is sponsored by corporations
That's why Halliburton gets paid to rebuild nations
Tell me the truth, I don't scare into paralysis
I know the CIA saw Bin Laden on dialysis
In '98 when he was Top Ten for the FBI
Government ties is really why the Government lies
Read it yourself instead of asking the Government why
'Cause then the Cause of Death will cause the propaganda to die..
[Man talking]
He is scheduled for 60 Minutes next. He is going on
French, Italian, Japanese television. People
everywhere are starting to listen to him. It's embarrassing
Ruby’s Shoes
Artist: Lori McKenna
Song: Ruby’s Shoes
Album: Paper Wings and Halo
Producer: Crit Harmon
Year: 2002
Label: Warner Brothers
Genre: Folk
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-9qeYBnQMnA
Lyrics: http://www.songfacts.com/detail.php?id=7619
Ruby's shoes would take her
A mile or so to school every day
Where the white people hated her
They'd scream and hold signs and tell her to go away
But Ruby's will was stronger
Than the bigots with the signs could ever know
She stopped every morning on the corner
And prayed that someday the pain would go
And she'd stop and she'd pray
That all the hatred would go away
She was only six years old but she knew
Walk a mile in Ruby's shoes
Ruby sat alone in the classroom
She never dreamed the other children wouldn't come
They hated her for the color of her skin
Well color is such an amazing illusion
She'd stop and she'd pray
That all the hatred would go away
She was only six years old but she knew
Walk a mile in Ruby's shoes
Now Ruby knew about Dorothy
And the ruby shoes that she wore
She wondered about Oz sometimes
Well, well no other child ever walked her shoes before
And she'd stop and she'd pray
That all the hatred would go away
She was only six years old but she knew
Walk a mile in Ruby's shoes
Ruby, if birds can always fly
Why oh why can't you and I?
Ruby's shoes would take her
A mile or so to school every day
Where the white people hated her
They'd scream and hold signs and tell her to go away
And she'd stop and she'd pray
That all the hatred would go away
She'd stop and she'd pray
That no other children would be raised this way
Ruby's shoes
If birds can fly
Then why oh why
If birds can fly then why oh why can't I
Shelter
Artist: Sarah McLachlan
Song: Shelter
Album: Solace
Producer: Pierre Marchand
Year: 1991
Label: Nettwek/Arista
Genre: Alternative
URL:
http://www.amazon.com/Solace-Sarah-McLachlan/dp/B000002VLB
Lyrics:
http://www.allthelyrics.com/lyrics/sarah_mclachlan/shelter-lyrics-13633.html
They're crowded into the smallest spaces
While outside, all of nature cries
It's known to be cruel and unfair
But there is no place to hide
Oh, I've seen a part of people that I never really wanted to share
Oh, I've seen a part of people that I never knew was there
Shelter, give them shelter from the coming storm
Shelter, give them shelter from the coming storm
I can't sleep - haunted by their faces
The sadness in their eyes
It hurts so much to see them helpless
It makes me want to cry
But still there is so much left unanswered
For so many innocent lives
They closed the door and are letting nobody in
And only the strong will survive
Shelter, give them shelter from the coming storm
Give them shelter, give them shelter from the coming storm
I've seen the anger and I've seen all the dreams
And I've watched their existence torn apart at the seams
And though I may seem helpless
I will do all that I can do
I've seen a part of people that I never really wanted to share
Oh, I've seen a part of people that I never knew was there
Shelter, give them shelter from the coming storm
Give them shelter, give them shelter from the coming storm
Shelter, give them shelter from the coming storm
Give them shelter, give them shelter from the coming storm
Disposable Heroes
One
Artist: Metallica
Song: Disposable Heroes
Album: Master of Puppets
Producer: Metallica
Year: 1986
Label: Elektra
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UKQjmc_9TQY
Lyrics: http://www.loglar.com/song.php?id=6254
Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victims of what said should be
A servant `till I fall
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Do just as we say
Finished here, greetings death
He's yours to take away
Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blindman
Barking of machine gun fire, does nothing to me now
Sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends
Bodies fill the fields I see
The slaughter never ends
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Do just as we say
Finished here, greetings death
He's yours to take away
Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blindman
Why, am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, hell is here
Why, am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, hell is here
I was born for dying
Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
Had no chance to see myself, moulded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
Left to die with only friend
Alone I clench my gun
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Do just as we say
Finished here, greetings death
He's yours to take away
Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blindman
Back to the front
Back to the front
Back to the front
Back to the front
Back to the front
Artist: Metallica
Song: One
Album: … And Justice for All
Producer: Metallica, Flemming Rasmussen
Year: 1988
Label: Elektra
Genre: Rock
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=JwW9L_qzqp8
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/m/metallica/one_20092051.html
I cant remember anything
Cant tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel to scream
This terrible silence stops me
Now that the war is through with me
Im waking up I can not see
That there is not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please god,wake me
Back in the womb its much too real
In pumps life that I must feel
But cant look forward to reveal
Look to the time when Ill live
Fed through the tube that sticks in me
Just like a wartime novelty
Tied to machines that make me be
Cut this life off from me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please god,wake me
Now the world is gone Im just one
Oh god,help me hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please God help me
Darkness imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell
Landmine has taken my sight
Taken my speech
Taken my hearing
Taken my arms
Taken my legs
Taken my soul
Left me with life in hell
Killer
Artist: George Michael
Song: Killer
Album: Ladies and Gentlemen: The Best of George Michael
Producer: N/A
Year: 1998
Label: Sony
Genre: Pop
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OP09qjjWijI
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/g/george+michael/killer_20059243.html
So you want to be free
To live your life the way you wanna be
Will you give if we cry
Will we live or will we die
Tainted hearts heal with time
Shoot bad love so we can
Stop the bleeding
Solitary brother, is there still a part of you that
Wants to live?
Solitary sister, is there still a part of you that
Wants to give?
Solitary brother, is there still a part of you that
Wants to live?
Solitary sister, is there still a part of you that
Wants to give?
If we try to live our lives
The way we wanna be
Solitary brother, is there still a part of you that
Wants to live?
Solitary sister, is there still a part of you that
Wants to give?
Solitary brother, is there still a part of you that
Wants to live?
Salitary sister, is there still a part of you that
Wants to give?
Racism in future kings can only lead to no good
And besides, all our sons and daughters already
Know how that feels
King of the Road
Artist: Roger Miller
Song: King of the Road
Album: Single
Producer: n/a
Year: 1965
Label: BCI Eclipse Records
Genre: Country
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lev3io0WqHM
Lyrics: http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/miller-roger/king-of-the-road-1164.html
Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let...fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but..two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road.
Third boxcar, midnight train
Destination...Bangor, Maine.
Old worn out clothes and shoes,
I don't pay no union dues,
I smoke old stogies I have found
Short, but not too big around
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road.
I know every engineer on every train
All of their children, and all of their names
And every handout in every town
And every lock that ain't locked
When no one's around.
I sing,
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road.
Almost Home
Artist: Craig Morgan
Song: Almost Home
Album: I Love It
Producer: Craig Morgan, Phil O'Donnell, D. Scott Miller
Year: 2000
Label: Broken Bow Records
Genre: Country
URL:
http://www.brokenbowrecords.com/craigmorgan/iloveit-cutbycut.html
Lyrics:
http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/morgan-craig/almost-home-3232.html
He had plastic bags wrapped 'round his shoes
He was covered with the evening news
Had a pair of old wool socks on his hands
The bank sign was flashing "5 below
It was freezing rain an' spittin' snow
He was curled up behind some garbage cans
I was afraid that he was dead
I gave him a gentle shake
When he opened up his eyes
I said,"Old man are you ok?"
He said,"I just climbed out of a cottonwood tree
I was runnin' from some honey bees
Drip dryin' in the summer breeze
After jumpin' into Calico creek
I was walkin' down an old dirt road
Past a field of hay that had just been mowed
Man I wish you'd just left me alone
'Cause I was almost home..."
Then he said,"I was just comin' round the barn"
'Bout the time you grabbed my arm
When I heard Momma holler son hurry up
I was close enough for my old nose
To smell fresh cobbler on the stove
And I saw daddy loadin' up the truck
Cane poles on the tailgate
Bobbers blowin' in the wind
Since July of '55
That's as close as I've been
"Yeah, I just climbed out of a cottonwood tree
I was runin' from some honey bees
Drip dryin' in the summer breeze
After jumpin' into Calico creek
I was walkin' down an old dirt road
Past a field of hay that had just been mowed
Man I wish you'd just left me alone
I was almost home"
I said,"old man you're gonna freeze to death"
Let me drive you to the mission
He said,"Boy if you'd left me alone
Right now I'd be fishin'"
"I just climbed out of a cottonwood tree
I was runnin' from some honey bees
Drip dryin' in the summer breeze
After jumpin' into Calico creek
I was walkin' down an old dirt road
Past a field of hay that had just been mowed
Man I wish you'd just left me alone
'Cause I was almost home"
"Man I wish you'd just left me alone
I was almost home..."
America is Not the World
Irish Blood, English Heart
I Will See You In Far Off Places
Margaret on a Guillotine
Artist: Morrissey
Song: America is Not the World
Album: You Are the Quarry
Producer: Jerry Finn
Year: 2004
Label: Attack/Sanctuary
Genre: Rock
URL:
http://www.amazon.com/America-is-Not-The-World/dp/B000QOLPMW
Lyrics:
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/m/morrissey/america+is+not+the+world_10183666.html
America/your head's too big/because
America/your belly's too big
and I love you/I just wish you'd stay where
you is/in
America/the land of the Free, they said
and of opportunity/in a Just and a Truthful way
but where the President
is never black, female or gay
and until that day
you've got nothing to believe/in
America/you know where
you can shove your hamburger
and don't you wonder
why in Estonia they say
"hey you, you big fat pig"/"you big fat pig"
"you big fat pig"-?
Steely-blue eyes/ with no love in them
scan the world
and a humourless smile with no warmth
within/greets the world
and I/have got nothing/to offer you
just this heart deep and true
which you say you don't need
See with your eyes
touch with your hands - please
know in your soul
hear through your ears - please
for haven't you me with you now?
and I love you
I love you
I love you
Artist: Morrissey
Song: Irish Blood, English Heart
Album: You Are the Quarry
Producer: Jerry Finn
Year: 2004
Label: Attack/Sanctuary
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KKoS5X4SMrY
Lyrics: http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Morrissey/Irish-Blood-English-Heart.html
Irish blood, English heart,
This I'm made of
There is no one on earth I'm afraid of
And no regime can buy or sell me
I've been dreaming of a time when
To be English is not to be baneful
To be standing by the flag not feeling shameful, Racist or partial
Irish blood, English heart, This I'm made of
There is no one on earth I'm afraid of
And I will die with both of my hands untied
I've been dreaming of a time when
The English are sick to death of Labour, And Tories
And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell
And denounce this royal line that still salute him
And will salute him forever
Artist: Morrissey
Song: I Will See You in Far Off Places
Album: Ringleader of the Tormentors
Producer: Tony Viconti
Year: 2005
Label: Sanctuary Records
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DtGCOjSkf_0
Lyrics: click link for lyrics
Nobody knows what human life is.
Why we come, why we go.
So why then do I know
I will see you,
I will see you in far off places?
The heart knows why I grieve
And yes one day I will close my eyes forever
But I will see you
I will see you in far off places.
It's so easy for us to sit together
But it's so hard for our hearts to combine
And why?
And why?
Why? Why? Why? Why?
Destiny for some is to save lives
But destiny for some is to end lives
But there is no end
And I will see you in far off places.
If your god bestows protection upon you
And if the USA doesn't bomb you
I believe I will see you somewhere safe
Looking to the camera, messing around
and pulling faces.
Artist: Morrissey
Song: Margaret on the Guillotine
Album: Viva Hate
Producer: Stephen Street
Year: 1988
Label: HMV
Genre: Rock
URL: http://music.yahoo.com/release/32938
Lyrics: http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Morrissey/Margaret-On-The-Guillotine.html
The kind people
have a wonderful dream
Margaret on the guillotine
because people like you
make me feel so tired
when will you die?
when will you die?
when will you die?
when will you die?
when will you die?
because people like you
make me feel so old inside
please die
and kind people
do not shelter this dream
make it real
make the dream real
make the dream real
make it real
Let The Right One Slip In
Let the right one in
Let the old dreams die
Let the wrong ones go
They cannot
They cannot
They cannot do what you want them to
Oh ...
Let the right one in
Let the old dreams die
Let the wrong ones go
They do not
They do not
They do not see what you want them to
Oh ...
Let the right one in
Let the old things fade
Put the tricks and schemes forward
Away
Ah ... I will advise
Ah ... Until my mouth dries
Ah ... I will advise you to ...
Ah ... let the right one slip in
Slip in
Slip in
And when at last it does
I'd say you were within your rights to write
The right one and say, "what kept you so long?"
"What kept you so long?"
Oh ...
Artist: Morrissey
Song: This is Not Your Country
Album: Rare Tracks (Import)
Producer: Danton Supple, Steve Lillywhite
Year: 1997
Label: Mercury
Genre: Rock
URL:
http://www.artistdirect.com/nad/store/artist/album/0,,1107082,00.html
Lyrics:
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/m/morrissey/this+is+not+your+country_20096100.html
Road blocks and fire
Barb wire upon barb wire
This is not your country
Armoured cars, corrugated scars
Grafitti scrawls:
"This is not your country"
Home sweet fortress
Gunshot - we hate your kind
Get back !
This is not your country
I need some air
And I'm stopped and repeatedly questioned:
"Born and raised ?"
But this is not my country
We're old news
All's well
Say BBC scum
One child shot, but so what ?
Laid my son
In a box, three feet long
And I still don't know why
A short walk home becomes a run
And I'm scared
In my own country
We're old news
All's well
Say BBC scum
Everybody's under control
Of our surveillance globes
We're old news
All's well
And thirty years could be a thousand
And this Peugeot ad
Spins round in my head
British soldier pointing a gun
And I'm only trying to post a letter
A short walk home becomes a run
And I'm scared, and I'm scared, I am scared
Old news
All's well
BBC scum
You've got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
You've got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
You've got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
You've got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth
Katrina Klap
Artist: Mos Def
Song: Katrina Klap
Album: Single
Producer: Mos Def
Year: 2005
Label: N/A
Genre: Hip-Hop
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E2FlcRVTuCA
Lyrics: http://mosdef.funky4u.com/2005/09/29/katrina-klap-lyrics/
(Speaks)
This is for the streets, the streets everywhere,
The streets affected by the storm called, America,
I’m doin’ this for ya’ll, as for me, for the Creator,
(Chorus)
God save these streets,
One dollar per every human being,
Feel that Katrina Clap,
See that Katrina Clap,
(Verse I)
Listen homie, It’s dollar day in New Orleans,
It’s where there water everywhere and people dead in the street (eet eets),
And Mr. President he ‘bout that cash,
He got a policy for handlin’ the bruthas and trash,
And if you poor you black,
I laugh a laugh, they won’t give when you ask,
You betta off on crack, dead or in jail, or with a gun in Iraq (a aq),
And it’s as simple as that,
No opinion my man it’s mathematical fact,
Listen, a million poor since 2004,
And they got illions and killions to waste on the War,
And make you question what the taxes is for,
Or the cost to reinforce the broke levee wall,
Tell the boss he shouldn’t be the boss anymore (or or),
Ya’ll bae-li-means,
(Chorus)
God save these streets,
One dollar per every human being,
Feel that Katrina Clap,
See that Katrina Clap,
God save these streets, Quit bein’ cheap brutha freedom ain’t free,
Feel that Katrina Clap,
See that Katrina Clap,
Lord have mercy,
Lord God God save our souls,
A-God save our souls, A-God,
A-God save our souls,
Lord God God save our souls,
A-God save our soul soul soul,
Soul Survivor,
(Verse II)
It’s dollar day in New Orleans,
It’s where water everywhere and baby’s dead in the stree (ee eets),
It’s enough to make you holler out,
Like where the fuck is Sir Bono and his famous friends now,
Don’t get it twisted man I dig U2,
But if you aint about the ghetto,
Then Fuck You Too,
Who care bout Rock N’ Roll when babies can’t eat food,
Listen homie that shit ain’t cool,
It’s like dollar day for New Orleans,
It’s where the water everywhere and homies dead in the stree (ee eets),
And Mr. President’s a natural ass,
He out treatin’ bruthas worse than they treat the trash,
(Chorus)
God save these streets,
One dollar per every human being,
Feel that Katrina Clap!
See that Katrina Clap!
God save these streets,
Quit bein’ cheap brutha freedom ain’t free!
Feel that Katrina Clap! See that Katrina Clap,
Soul Survivor, Lord God God save our souls,
A-God save our souls, A-God, A-God save our souls,
Lord God God save our souls, A-God save our soul A-God A-God save us,
(Verse III)
Lord did not inten (yen-end) for the wicked to rule the world,
Say God could not inten (yen-end) for the wicked the rule the wor (o oorld),
God did not inten (yen-end) for the wicked to rule the world,
And even when they knew it’s a matter of truth, before they wicked ruling is through,
(Chorus)
God save these streets,
A-dollar day for New Orleans,
God save these streets, Quit bein’ cheap homie freedom ain’t free,
God save these streets, One dollar per every human being,
Feel that Katrina Clap! See that Katrina Clap!
God save these streets, Quit bein’ cheap brutha freedom ain’t free!
Feel that Katrina Clap!(Ha) Ghetto Katrina Clap!(Ha)
Soul Survivor, Lord God God save our souls,
A-God save God save our souls,
Feel that Katrina Clap!
Let’s make them dollars stack!
And rebuild these streets, God save these streets,
God save these streets, God save the soul,
Feel that Katrina Clap! See that Katrina Clap!
Soul Survivor,
Don’t talk about it, Be about it, Peace.
99 Luftballons
Artist: Nena
Song: 99 Luftballons/ 99 Red Balloons
Album: 99 Luftballons
Producer: n/a
Year: 1984
Label: EMI
Genre: Pop
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=14IRDDnEPR4
Lyrics: http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Nena/99-Red-Balloons.html
You and I in a little toy shop
99 dreams I have had
In every one a red balloon
It's all over and I'm standin' pretty
In this dust that was a city
If I could find a souvenier
Just to prove the world was here
And here is a red balloon
I think of you and let it go
I Ain’t Marching Anymore
Artist: Phil Ochs
Song: I Ain’t Marching Anymore
Album: There But For Fortune
Producer: Jac Holzman, Paul A. Rothchild
Year: 1965
Label: Elektra
Genre: Folk
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=L5pgrKSwFJE
Lyrics: http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/ochs-phil/i-aint-marching-anymore-11442.html
Oh I marched to the battle of New Orleans
At the end of the early British war
The young land started growing
The young blood started flowing
But I ain't marchin' anymore
For I've killed my share of Indians
In a thousand different fights
I was there at the Little Big Horn
I heard many men lying I saw many more dying
But I ain't marchin' anymore
chorus)
It's always the old to lead us to the war
It's always the young to fall
Now look at all we've won with the saber and the gun
Tell me is it worth it all
For I stole California from the Mexican land
Fought in the bloody Civil War
Yes I even killed my brothers
And so many others But I ain't marchin' anymore
For I marched to the battles of the German trench
In a war that was bound to end all wars
Oh I must have killed a million men
And now they want me back again
But I ain't marchin' anymore
(chorus)
For I flew the final mission in the Japanese sky
Set off the mighty mushroom roar
When I saw the cities burning I knew that I was learning
That I ain't marchin' anymore
Now the labor leader's screamin'
when they close the missile plants,
United Fruit screams at the Cuban shore,
Call it "Peace" or call it "Treason,"
Call it "Love" or call it "Reason,"
But I ain't marchin' any more,
No I ain't marchin' any more
Black Boys on Mopeds
Artist: Sinead O’Connor
Song: Black Boys on Mopeds
Album: I Don’t Want What I Haven’t Got
Producer: Nellee Hooper, Sinéad O'Connor, Chris Birkett, Sean Devitt
Year: 1990
Label: Asylum
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n14lwdpYkAA
Lyrics: http://www.lyrics007.com/Sinead O'Connor Lyrics/Black Boys on Mopeds Lyrics.html
Margareth Thatcher on TV
Shocked by the deaths that took place in Beijing
It seems strange that she should be offended
The same orders are given by her
I've said this before now
You said I was childish and you'll say it now
"Remember what I told you
If they hated me they will hate you"
England's not the mythical land of Madame George and roses
It's the home of police who kill black boys on mopeds
And I love my boy and that's why I'm leaving
I don't want him to be aware that there's
Any such thing as grieving
Young mother down at Smithfield
5 am, looking for food for her kids
In her arms she holds three cold babies
And the first word that they learned was "please"
These are dangerous days
To say what you feel is to dig your own grave
"Remember what I told you
If you were of the world they would love you"
England's not the mythical land of Madame George and roses
It's the home of police who kill blacks boys on mopeds
And I love my boy and that's why I'm leaving
I don't want him to be aware that there's
Any such thing as grieving.
88 Seconds in Greensboro
Artist: OMD
Song: 88 Seconds in Greensboro
Album: Crush
Producer: Stephen Hague
Year: 1985
Label: Virgin
Genre: Punk
URL:
http://play.rhapsody.com/orchestralmanoeuvresinthedark/crush/88secondsingreensboro
Lyrics: http://www.songfacts.com/lyrics.php?findsong=1821
88 seconds
Is all it takes
88 seconds
Don't make mistakes
We've seen you
We can see you
In red and blue
In black and white
Under crystal skies
In full daylight
You know it
God you know it
88 seconds
Is all it takes
In 88 seconds
We don't make mistakes
We know you
Oh yes we have known you
Times are changing
But not in our street
Once we played there
Like the good times
You know it
God you know it
They're heading for
A shallow grave
With a big black cross
By a tall white house
To a place down south
We won't forget
To be stabbed in the back
By a man they met
In 88 seconds
In Greensboro
88 seconds
In Greensboro
88 seconds
In Greensboro
Is all we take
One Tin Solider
Artist: Original Caste
Song: One Tin Solider
Album: Single
Producer: Dennis Lambert, Brain Potter
Year: 1969
Label: n/a
Genre: Rock
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=yI9rwH4lDDk
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsdownload.com/the-original-caste-one-tin-soldier-lyrics.html
Listen people to a story
that was written long ago,
'bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley folks below.
On the mountain was a treasure
Hidden deep beneath a stone,
And the valley people swore
They'd have it for their very own.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of heaven,
you can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing,
come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after.............
One Tin Soldier rides away.
So the people of the valley
sent a message up the hill,
Asking for the buried treasure
Tons of gold for which they'd kill.
Came the answer from the kingdom,
With our brothers we will share,
All the riches of the mountain,
All the treasure buried there.
Now the valley cried with anger,
Mount your horses, draw your swords
And they killed the mountain people,
So they won their just rewards
Now they stood before the treasure
On the mountain dark and red
Turned the stone and looked beneath it ...................
Peace On Earth, was all it said.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat and friend,
Do it in the name of heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after..................
One Tin Soldier rides away.
Rosa Parks
Artist: Outkast
Song: Rosa Parks
Album: Big Boi and Dre present… Outkast
Producer: Big Boi and Dr. Dre
Year: 2001
Label: LaFace Records
Genre: Rap
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cPp8v7DKM5U
Lyrics: http://www.lyrics007.com/OutKast%20Lyrics/Rosa%20Parks%20Lyrics.html
(Hook)
Ah ha, hush that fuss
Everybody move to the back of the bus
Do you wanna bump and slump with us
We the type of people make the club get crunk
Verse 1:(Big Boi)
Many a day has passed, the night has gone by
But still I find the time to put that bump off in your eye
Total chaos, for these playas, thought we was absent
We takin another route to represent the Dungeon Family
Like Great Day, me and my nigga decide to take the back way
We stabbing every city then we headed to that bat cave
A-T-L, Georgia, what we do for ya
Bull doggin hoes like them Georgetown Hoyas
Boy you sounding silly, thank my Brougham aint sittin pretty
Doing doughnuts round you suckas like then circles around titties
Damn we the committee gone burn it down
But us gone bust you in the mouth with the chorus now
(Hook)
I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game
To stimulate then activate the left and right brain
Said baby boy you only funky as your last cut
You focus on the past your ass'll be a has what
Thats one to live by or either that one to die to
I try to just throw it at you determine your own adventure
Andre, got to her station here's my destination
She got off the bus, the conversation lingered in my head for hours
Took a shower kinda sour cause my favorite group ain't comin with it
But I'm witcha you cause you probably goin through it anyway
But anyhow when in doubt went on out and bought it
Cause I thought it would be jammin but examine all the flawsky-wawsky
Awfully, it's sad and it's costly, but that's all she wrote
And I hope I never have to float in that boat
Up shit creek it's weak is the last quote
That I want to hear when I'm goin down when all's said and done
And we got a new joe in town
When the record player get to skippin and slowin down
All yawl can say is them niggas earned that crown but until then...
(Hook)
(Harmonica Solo)
(Hook til fade)
Indian Reservation
Artist: Paul Revere and the Raiders
Song: Indian Reservation (The Lament of the Cherokee Reservation Indian)
Album: Indian Reservation
Producer: Paul Revere and the Raiders
Year: 1971
Label: Columbia
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DsMQbedCZj0
They took the whole Cherokee nation
Put us on this reservation
Took away our ways of life
The tomahawk and the bow and knife
Took away our native tongue
And taught their English to our young
And all the beads we made by hand
Are nowadays made in Japan
Cherokee people, Cherokee tribe
So proud to live, so proud to die
They took the whole Indian nation
Locked us on this reservation
Though I wear a shirt and tie
I'm still part redman deep inside
Cherokee people, Cherokee tribe
So proud to live, so proud to die
But maybe someday when they learn
Cherokee nation will return, will return, will return, will return, will return
Billy Don’t Be A Hero
Artist: Paper Lace
Song: Billy Don’t Be A Hero
Album: Single
Producer: n/a
Year: 1974
Label: Mercury
Genre: Pop
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=qDq_xJlF0TE
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsdownload.com/paper-lace-billy-dont-be-a-hero-lyrics.html
The marchin' band came down along main street
The soldier blues fell in behind
I looked across and there I saw Billy
Waiting to go and join the line
And with her head upon his shoulder
His young and lovely fiancee
From where I stood I saw she was cryin'
And through her tears I heard her say
Billy don't be a hero, don't be a fool with your life
Billy don't be a hero, come back and make me your wi-i-ife
And as Billy started to go-o
She said keep your pretty head low-ow-ow-ow
Billy don't be a hero, come back to me-ee
The soldier blues were trapped on a hillside
The battle ragin' all around
The sergeant cried, we've gotta hang on boys
We've gotta hold this piece of ground
I need a volunteer to ride out
And bring us back some extra men
And Billy's hand was up in a moment
Forgettin' all the words she said, she said
Billy don't be a hero, don't be a fool with your li-ife
Billy don't be a hero, come back and make me your wi-i-ife
And as Billy started to go-o
She said keep your pretty head low-ow-ow-ow
Billy don't be a hero, come back to me-ee
I heard his fiancee got a letter
That told how Billy died that day-ay
The letter said he was a hero
She should be proud he died that way
I heard she threw the letter away...
Do the Evolution
Insignificance
World Wide Suicide
Artist: Pearl Jam
Song: Do the Evolution
Album: Yield
Producer: Brendon O’Brian, Pearl Jam
Year: 1998
Label: Epic
Genre: Rock
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=FS69fuCOhTM
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/p/pearl+jam/do+the+evolution_20106325.html
Woo..
Im ahead, Im a man
Im the first mammal to wear pants, yeah
Im at peace with my lust
I can kill cause in God I trust, yeah
Its evolution, baby
Im at piece, Im the man
Buying stocks on the day of the crash
On the loose, Im a truck
All the rolling hills, Ill flatten em out, yeah
Its herd behavior, uh huh
Its evolution, baby
Admire me, admire my home
Admire my song, heres my coat
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This land is mine, this land is free
Ill do what I want but irresponsibly
Its evolution, baby
Im a thief, Im a liar
Theres my church, I sing in the choir:
(hallelujah hallelujah)
Admire me, admire my home
Admire my song, admire my clothes
cause we know, appetite for a nightly feast
Those ignorant indians got nothin on me
Nothin, why?
Because, its evolution, baby!
I am ahead, I am advanced
I am the first mammal to make plans, yeah
I crawled the earth, but now Im higher
Twenty-ten, watch it go to fire
Its evolution, baby (2x)
Do the evolution
Come on, come on, come on
Artist: Pearl Jam
Song: Insignificance
Album: Binaural
Producer: Tchad Blake Pearl Jam
Year: 2000
Label: Epic
Genre: Rock
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=z1OLyRSMch0
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/p/pearl+jam/insignificance_20106299.html
All in all its no ones fault. excuses turn to carbon walls.
Blame it all on chemical intercourse.
The swallowed seeds of arrogance breeding in the thoughts of ten-thousand fools that fight
Irrelevance.
The full moon is dead skin. the one down heres wearing thin.
So set up the ten pins as the human tide rolls in.
Like a ball thats spinning.
Bombs dropping down overhead. on the ground.
Its instilled to want to live.
Bombs dropping down. please forgive our hometown in our insignificance.
turn the jukebox up, he said. dancing in irreverence.
Play c-3. let the song protest.
The plates began to shift. perfect lefts come rolling in.
I was alone and far away, hey. when I heard the band start playing.
On the lip they take off.
Bombs dropping down overhead. underground.
Its instilled to want to live.
Bombs dropping down. please forgive our hometown in our insignificance.
Feel like resonance of distance. in the blood the iron lies.
Its instilled to want to live.
Bombs dropping down. please forgive our hometown in our insignificance.
Oh, in our insignificance, oh.
Artist: Pearl Jam
Song: World Wide Suicide
Album: Pearl Jam
Producer: Adam Kasper, Pearl Jam
Year: 2006
Label: J Records
Genre: Rock
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=RAY-4V_DdsM
Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/pearljam/worldwidesuicide.html
I felt the earth on Monday. It moved beneath my feet.
In the form of a morning paper. Laid out for me to see.
Saw his face in a corner picture. I recognized the name.
Could not stop staring at the. Face I'd never see again.
It's a shame to awake in a world of pain
What does it mean when a war has taken over
It's the same everyday in a hell manmade
What can be saved, and who will be left to hold her?
The whole world...World over.
It's a worldwide suicide.
Medals on a wooden mantle. Next to a handsome face.
That the president took for granted.
Writing checks that others pay.
And in all the madness. Thought becomes numb and naive.
So much to talk about. Nothing for to say.
It's the same everyday and the wave won't break
Tell you to pray, while the devils on their shoulder
Laying claim to the take that our soldiers save
Does not equate, and the truth's already out there
The whole world,... World over.
It's a worldwide suicide.
The whole world,... World over.
It's a worldwide suicide.
Looking in the eyes of the fallen
You got to know there's another, another, another, another
Another way
It's a shame to awake in a world of pain
What does it mean when a war has taken over
It's the same everyday and the wave won't break
Tell you to pray, while the devils on their shoulder
The whole world,... World over.
It's a worldwide suicide.
The whole world,... World over.
It's a worldwide suicide.
If I Had A Hammer
Artist: Peter, Paul, & Mary
Song: If I Had A Hammer
Album: Peter, Paul & Mary
Producer: Albert Grossman
Year: 1962
Label: Warner Bros. Records
Genre: Folk
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_UKvpONl3No
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/p/peter%2C+paul+%26+mary/if+i+had+a+hammer_20107670.html
If I had a hammer,
Id hammer in the morning
Id hammer in the evening,
All over this land
Id hammer out danger,
Id hammer out a warning,
Id hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.
If I had a bell,
Id ring it in the morning,
Id ring it in the evening,
All over this land
Id ring out danger,
Id ring out a warning
Id ring out love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.
If I had a song,
Id sing it in the morning,
Id sing it in the evening,
All over this land
Id sing out danger,
Id sing out a warning
Id sing out love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.
Well I got a hammer,
And I got a bell,
And I got a song to sing, all over this land.
Its the hammer of justice,
Its the bell of freedom,
Its the song about love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.
Its the hammer of justice,
Its the bell of freedom,
Its the song about love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.
Dogs of War
Get Your Filthy Hands Off My Desert
The Fletcher Memorial Home
The Gunner’s Dream
Two Suns in the Sunset
Us and Them
Waiting for the Worms
Artist: Pink Floyd
Song: Dogs of War
Album: Momentary Lapse of Reason
Producer: Bob Ezrin and David Gilmour
Year: 1987
Label: EMI, Columbia
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xXoYeULqJks
Lyrics:
Dogs of war and men of hate
With no cause, we don't discriminate
Discovery is to be disowned
Our currency is flesh and bone
Hell opened up and put on sale
Gather 'round and haggle
For hard cash, we will lie and deceive
Even our masters don't know the web we weave
One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world
Invisible transfers, long distance calls,
Hollow laughter in marble halls
Steps have been taken, a silent uproar
Has unleashed the dogs of war
You can't stop what has begun
Signed, sealed, they deliver oblivion
We all have a dark side, to say the least
And dealing in death is the nature of the beast
One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world
The dogs of war won't negotiate
The dogs of war don't capitulate,
They will take and you will give,
And you must die so that they may live
You can knock at any door,
But wherever you go, you know they've been there before
Well winners can lose and things can get strained
But whatever you change, you know the dogs remain.
One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world
Artist: Pink Floyd
Song: Get Your Filthy Hands Off My Desert
Album: The Final Cut
Producer: Roger Waters, James Guthrie, Michael Kamen
Year: 1983
Label: Capitol Records
Genre: Rock
URL:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IVBnjNIBOOE&feature=related
Lyrics:
http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Pink-Floyd/Get-Your-Filthy-Hands-Off-My-Desert.html
brezhnev took afghanistan
begin took beirut
galtieri took the union jack
and maggie over lunch one day
took a cruiser with all hands
apparently to make him give it back
Artist: Pink Floyd
Song: The Fletcher Memorial Home
Album: The Final Cut
Producer: Roger Waters, James Guthrie and Michael Kamen
Year: 1983
Label: Capitol Records
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Final-Cut-Pink-Floyd/dp/B000002C1V
Lyrics: http://www.pinkfloyd-co.com/disco/etbopf/etbopf_songs.html
Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere
And build them a home
A little place of their own
The fletcher memorial home for incurable tyrants and kings
They can appear to themselves every day
On closed circuit tv
To make sure they're still real
It's the only connection they feel
"Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome Reagan and Haig, Mr. Begin and friend Mrs. Thatcher and Paisley, Mr. Brezhnev and party
The ghost of McCarthy
And the memories of Nixon
And now adding colour a group of anonymous Latin American
meat packing glitterati"
Did they expect us to treat them with any respect They can polish their medals and sharpen their smiles And amuse themselves playing games for a while
Boom boom, bang bang lie down you're dead Safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye
Their favourite toy
They'll be good girls and boys
In the fletcher memorial home for colonial wasters of life and limb Is everyone in?
Are you having a nice time?
now the final solution can be applied
Artist: Pink Floyd
Song: The Gunner’s Dream
Album: The Final Cut
Producer: Roger Waters, James Guthrie and Michael Kamen
Year: 1983
Label: Capitol Records
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=97LL7WuXFk8
Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/pinkfloyd/gunnersdream.html
floating down through the clouds
memories come rushing up to meet me now
in the space between the heavens
and in the corner of some foreign field
i had a dream
i had a dream
goodbye max
goodbye ma
after the service when you're walking slowly to the car
and the silver in her hair shines in the cold november air
you hear the tolling bell
and touch the silk in your lapel
and as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band
you take her frail hand
and hold on to the dream
a place to stay
enough to eat
somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street
where you can speak out loud
about your doubts and fears
and what's more no-one ever disappears
you never hear their standard issue kicking in your door
you can relax on both sides of the tracks
and maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control
and everyone has recourse to the law
and no-one kills the children anymore
and no-one kills the children anymore
night after night
going round and round my brain
his dream is driving me insane
in the corner of some foreign field
the gunner sleeps tonight
what's done is done
we cannot just write off his final scene
take heed of the dream
take heed
Artist: Pink Floyd
Song: Two Suns in the Sunset
Album: The Final Cut
Producer: Roger Waters, James Guthrie and Michael Kamen
Year: 1983
Label: Capitol Records
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ox2B0VLXPQs
Lyrics: http://www.pink-floyd-lyrics.com/html/two-suns-final-lyrics.html
In my rear view mirror the sun is going down
Sinking behind bridges in the road
And I think of all the good things
That we have left undone
And I suffer premonitions
Confirm suspicions
Of the holocaust to come.
The wire that holds the cork
That keeps the anger in
Gives way
And suddenly it's day again.
The sun is in the east
Even though the day is done.
Two suns in the sunset
Hmmmmmmmmmm
Could be the human race is run.
Like the moment when the brakes lock
And you slide towards the big truck
"Oh no!"
"[scream] Daddy, Daddy!"
You stretch the frozen moments with your fear.
And you'll never hear their voices
And you'll never see their faces
You have no recourse to the law anymore.
And as the windshield melts
My tears evaporate
Leaving only charcoal to defend.
Finally I understand the feelings of the few.
Ashes and diamonds
Foe and friend
We were all equal in the end.
"...and now the weather. Tomorrow will be cloudy with scattered showers
spreading from the east ... with an expected high of 4000 degrees
Celsius
Artist: Pink Floyd
Song: Us and Them
Album: Us and Them: Symphonic Pink Floyd
Producer: Martin Glover
Year: 1995
Label: Philips
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=biCG_5qvyfM
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/p/pink+floyd/us+them_20108709.html
Us, and them
And after all were only ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows its noz what we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
And the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
Moved from side to side.
Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end its only round and round.
Havent you heard its a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
Theres room for you inside.
I mean, theyre not gunna kill ya, so if you give em a quick short,
Sharp, shock, they wont do it again. dig it? I mean he get off
Lightly, cos I wouldve given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!
It was only a difference of opinion, but really...i mean good manners
Dont cost nothing do they, eh?
Down and out
It cant be helped but theres a lot of it about.
With, without.
And wholl deny its what the fightings all about?
Out of the way, its a busy day
Ive got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.
Artist: Pink Floyd
Song: Waiting for the Worms
Album: The Wall
Producer: Bob Ezrin, David Gilmour, James Guthrie and Roger Waters
Year: 1979
Label: Columbia
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0bDY0DfEjmo
Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/pinkfloyd/waitingfortheworms.html
Ooooh you cannot reach me now
Ooooh no matter how you try
Goodbye cruel world it's over
Walk on by
Sitting in a bunker here behind my wall
Waiting for the worms to come
In perfect isolation here behind my wall
Waiting for the worms to come
Waiting to cut out the deadwood
Waiting to clean up the city
Waiting to follow the worms
Waiting to put on a black shirt
Waiting to weed out the weaklings
Waiting to smash in their windows
And kick in their doors
Waiting for the final solution
To strengthen the strain
Waiting to follow the worms
Waiting to turn on the showers v And fire the ovens
Waiting for the queers and the coons
And the reds and the Jews
Waiting to follow the worms
Would you like to see Britannia
Rule again my friend
All you have to do is follow the worms
Would you like to send our coloured cousins
Home again my friend
All you need to do is follow the worms.
Murder by Numbers
Artist: The Police
Song: Murder by Numbers
Album: Synchronicity
Producer: Hugh Padgham
Year: 1983
Label: A&M
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HDx6YmUx9uc
Once that you've decided on a killing
First you make a stone of your heart
And if you find that your hands are still willing
Then you can turn a murder into art
There really isn't any need for bloodshed
You just do it with a little more finesse
If you can slip a tablet into someone's coffee
Then it avoids an awful lot of mess
It's murder by numbers, one, two, three
It's as easy to learn as your ABC
Murder by numbers, one, two, three
It's as easy to learn as your ABC
Now if you have a taste for this experience
And you're flushed with your very first success
Then you must try a twosome or a threesome
And you'll find your conscience bothers you much less
Because murder is like anything you take to
It's a habit-forming need for more and more
You can bump off every member of your family
And anybody else you find a bore
Because it's murder by numbers, one, two, three
It's as easy to learn as your ABC
Murder by numbers, one, two, three
It's as easy to learn as your ABC
Now you can join the ranks of the illustrious
In history's great dark hall of fame
All our greatest killers were industrious
At least the ones that we all know by name
But you can reach the top of your profession
If you become the leader of the land
For murder is the sport of the elected
And you don't need to lift a finger of your hand
Because it's murder by numbers, one, two, three
It's as easy to learn as your ABC
Murder by numbers, one, two, three
It's as easy to learn as your A, B, C, D, E
We Will Become Silhouettes
Artist: Post Office
Song: We Will Become Silhouettes
Album: EP
Producer: n/a
Year: 2005
Label: Sub Pop Records
Genre: Punk
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=BSYQcFi_ayY
I've got a cupboard with cans of food,
filtered water, and pictures of you
and I'm not coming out until this is all over.
And I'm looking through the glass
Where the light bends at the cracks
And I'm screaming at the top of my lungs
Pretending the echoes belong to someone
Someone I used to know
And we become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
ba ba ba ba
I wanted to walk through the empty streets
And feel something constant under my feet,
But all the news reports recommended that I stay indoors
Because the air outside will make
Our cells divide at an alarming rate
Until our shells simply cannot hold
All our insides in,
And that's when we'll explode
(And it won't be a pretty sight)
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
ba ba ba ba
Rise
Artist: Primal Scream
Song: Rise
Album: Live in Japan
Producer: n/a
Year: 2005
Label: Sony
Genre: Rock
URL: n/a
Lyrics: http://www.actionext.com/names_p/primal_scream_lyrics/rise.html
A life of work, is a life of crime
You pay your taxes, you serve your time
All that money, where does it go?
Schools, prisons, hospitals, roads
Government funding of military science
Genetically engineered ultraviolent
DNA, killer genes
To program microchips, marines
See stealth bombers and tomahawks
On CNN, pay-per-view war
RISE, RISE
RISE, RISE
Hey wage slave where's your profit share?
They got ya down they're gonna keep you there
Freeze your mind, metamorphose
Cocaine karma in the heroin zone
Multinational life is cheap
Soldiers, workers, maggots meat
Get on up, protest riot
Are you collateral damage or a legitimate target?
RISE, RISE
RISE, RISE
Sweet sixteen dehumanized
Deaths head factory suicide
Sweet sixteen dehumanized
Deaths head factory suicide
Sweet sixteen dehumanized
Deaths head factory suicide
Sweet sixteen dehumanized
Deaths head factory suicide
RISE, RISE
RISE, RISE
Black Steel in the Hour of Chaos
Fight the Power
Hell No We Ain’t All Right!
Artist: Public Enemy
Song: Black Steel in the Hour of Chaos
Album: It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back
Producer: The Bomb Squad
Year: 1989
Label: Def Jam
Genre: Hip-Hop
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=9uPlIaF65PM
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/p/public+enemy/black+steel+in+the+hour+of+chaos_20111970.html
I got a letter from the government
The other day
I opened and read it
It said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me given a damn - I said never
Here is a land that never gave a damn
About a brother like me and myself
Because they never did
I wasnt wit it, but just that very minute...
It occured to me
The suckers had authority
Cold sweatin as I dwell in my cell
How long has it been?
They got me sittin in the state pen
I gotta get out - but that thought was thought before
I contemplated a plan on the cell floor
Im not a fugitive on the run
But a brother like me begun - to be another one
Public enemy servin time - they drew the line yall
To criticize me some crime - never the less
They could not understand that Im a black man
And I could never be a veteran
On the strength, the situations unreal
I got a raw deal, so Im goin for the steel
They got me rottin in the time that Im servin
Tellin you what happened the same time theyre throwin
4 of us packed in a cell like slaves - oh well
The same motherfucker got us livin is his hell
You have to realize - what its a form of slavery
Organized under a swarm of devils
Straight up - wordem up on the level
The reasons are several, most of them federal
Here is my plan anyway and I say
I got gusto, but only some I can trust - yo
Some do a bid from 1 to 10
And I never did, and plus I never been
Im on a tier where no tears should ever fall
Cell block and locked - I never clock it yall
cause time and time again time
They got me servin to those and to them
Im not a citizen
But ever when I catch a c-o
Sleepin on the job - my plan is on go-ahead
On the strength, ima tell you the deal
I got nothin to lose
cause Im goin for the steel
You know I caught a c-o
Fallin asleep on death row
I grabbed his gun - then he did what I said so
And everymans got served
Along with the time they served
Decency was deserved
To understand my demands
I gave a warnin - I wanted the governor, yall
And plus the warden to know
That I was innocent -
Because Im militant
Posing a threat, you bet its fuckin up the government
My plan said I had to get out and break north
Just like with olivers neck
I had to get off - my boys had the feds in check
They couldnt do nuthin
We had a force to instigate a prison riot
This is what it takes for peace
So I just took the piece
Black for black inside time to cut the leash
Freedom to get out - to the ghetto - no sell out
6 c-os we got we ought to put their head out
But Ill give em a chance, cause Im civilized
As for the rest of the world, they cant realize
A cell is hell - Im a rebel so I rebel
Between bars, got me thinkin like an animal
Got a woman c-o to call me a copter
She tried to get away, and I popped her
Twice, right
Now who wanna get nice?
I had 6 c-os, now its 5 to go
And Im serious - call me delirious
But Im still a captive
I gotta rap this
Time to break as time grows intense
I got the steel in my right hand
Now Im lookin for the fence
I ventured into the courtyard
Followed by 52 brothers
Bruised, battered, and scarred but hard
Goin out with a bang
Ready to bang out
But power from the sky
And from the tower shots rang out
A high number of dose - yes
And some came close
Figure I trigger my steel
Stand and hold my post
This is what I mean - an anti-nigger machine
If I come out alive and then they wont - come clean
And then I threw up my steel bullets - flew up
Blew up, who shot...
What, who, the bazooka was who
And to my rescue, it was the s1ws
Secured my getaway, so I just gotaway
The joint broke, from the black smoke
Then they saw it was rougher thatn the average bluffer
cause the steel was black, the attitude exact
Now the chase is on tellin you to cmon
53 brothers on the run, and we are gone
Artist: Public Enemy
Song: Fight the Power
Album: Fear of a Black Planet
Producer: The Bomb Squad
Year: 1989
Label: Def Jam
Genre: Hip-Hop
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CuTi9UZtPbw
Lyrics: http://publicenemy.com/index.php?page=page5&item=3&num=74
1989 the number another summer (get down)
Sound of the funky drummer
Music hittin' your heart cause I know you got sould
(Brothers and sisters, hey)
Listen if you're missin' y'all
Swingin' while I'm singin'
Givin' whatcha gettin'
Knowin' what I know
While the Black bands sweatin'
And the rhythm rhymes rollin'
Got to give us what we want
Gotta give us what we need
Our freedom of speech is freedom or death
We got to fight the powers that be
Lemme hear you say
Fight the power
Chorus
As the rhythm designed to bounce
What counts is that the rhymes
Designed to fill your mind
Now that you've realized the prides arrived
We got to pump the stuff to make us tough
from the heart
It's a start, a work of art
To revolutionize make a change nothin's strange
People, people we are the same
No we're not the same
Cause we don't know the game
What we need is awareness, we can't get careless
You say what is this?
My beloved lets get down to business
Mental self defensive fitness
(Yo) bum rush the show
You gotta go for what you know
Make everybody see, in order to fight the powers that be
Lemme hear you say...
Fight the Power
Chorus
Elvis was a hero to most
But he never meant shit to me you see
Straight up racist that sucker was
Simple and plain
Mother fuck him and John Wayne
Cause I'm Black and I'm proud
I'm ready and hyped plus I'm amped
Most of my heroes don't appear on no stamps
Sample a look back you look and find
Nothing but rednecks for 400 years if you check
Don't worry be happy
Was a number one jam
Damn if I say it you can slap me right here
(Get it) lets get this party started right
Right on, c'mon
What we got to say
Power to the people no delay
To make everybody see
In order to fight the powers that be
Artist: Public Enemy
Song: Hell No We Ain’t All Right
Album: Rebirth of a Nation
Producer: Chuck D, Public Enemy
Year: 2006
Label: Guerrilla Funk Recordings
Genre: Hip-Hip
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Hell-Alright-Paris-Remix-Explicit/dp/B000QVUNB4
Lyrics: http://www.publicenemy.com/index.php?page=page5&item=13&num=181
New Orleans in the morning, afternoon, and night
Hell NO, we Aint Allright
Now all these press conferences
breakin news alerts
this just in
while your government looks
for a war to win
flames from the blame game, names?
where do i begin?
walls closin in
get some help to my kin
Who cares?
while the rest of the bushnation stares
as the drama unfolds
as we the people under the stares
50% of this son of a bush nation
is like hatin on haiti
an settin up assasinations
ask Pat Robertson- quiz him.....
...smells like terrorism.
racism in the news
still one sided news
saying whites find food
prey for the national guard ready to shoot
cause them blacks loot
New Orleans in the morning, afternoon, and night
Hell NO, we Aint Allright
Fires , earthquakes, tsunamis
i dont mean to scare
wasnt this written somewhere?
disgraces all i see is black faces
moved out to all these places
emergency state
corpses, alligators and snakes
big difference
between this haze
and them diamonds on the VMAs
we better look
whats really important
under this sun
especially if you over 21
this aint no tv show
this aint no video
this is really real
beyond them same ol 'keep it real'
quotes from them Tv stars drivin big rim cars
'streets be floodin, 'b'
no matter where you at, no gas
driving is a luxury
urgency
state of emergency
shows somebodys government
is far from reality....
New Orleans in the morning, afternoon, and night
Hell NO, we Aint Allright
I see here we be the new faces of refugees
who aint even overseas but here on our knees
forget the plasma TV-aint no electricity
new worlds upside down-and out of order
shelter? food? wsssup, wheres the water?
no answers from disaster them masses hurtin
so who the fk we call?--Halliburton?
son of a bush, how you gonna trust that cat?
to fix sht
when help is stuck in Iraq?
makin war plans takin more stands
in Afganistan
2000 soldiers dyin in the sand
but thats over there, right?
now what's over here
is a noise so loud
that some cant hear
but on TV i can see
bunches of people
lookin just like me..
Maria
People of the Sun
Vietnow
Artist: Rage Against the Machine
Song: Maria
Album: Battle of Los Angeles
Producer: Brenden O’Brien, Rage Against the Machine
Year: 1998
Label: Epic
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9eL7vQ4lDVY
Lyrics: click link for lyrics
Tha sun ablaze as Maria's foot
Touches tha surface of sand
On northern land
As human contraband
Some rico from Jalisco
Passed her name to tha boss
She stuffed ten to a truckbed
She clutches her cross
Here comes tha exhaust
And it rips through her lungs
She's off fast to tha pasture
Like cattle she'll cross
Degree 106
Sweat and vomit are thrown
And she prays and suffocates
Upon tha memories of home
Of Yanqui guns for blood debts on tha loans
Of smoldering fields rape rubble and bones
Of graves hidden trapped up in visions of war
Of nothing no one nobody no more
These are her mountains and skies and she radiates
And through history's rivers of blood she regenerates
And like tha sun disappears only to reappear
She's eternally here
Her time is near
Never conquered but here
To tear away at tha mask
And now she got a quota
Tha needle and thread crucifixion
Sold and shipped across tha new line of Mason Dixon
Rippin' through denim
Tha point an inch from her vein
Tha foreman approach
His steps now pound in her brain
His presence it terrifies
And eclipses her days
No minutes to rest
No moment to pray
And with a whisper
He whips her
Her soul chained to his will
"My job is to kill if you forget to take your pill"
Her arms jerks
Tha sisters gather round her and scream
As if in a dream
Eyes on tha crimson stream
Numb as her wrists spit shots of blood to tha floor
Of nothing no one nobody no more
These are her mountains and skies and she radiates
And through history's rivers of blood she regenerates
And like tha sun disappears only to reappear
Maria she's eternally here
Her time is near
Never conquered but here
Artist: Rage Against the Machine
Song: People of the Sun
Album: Evil Empire
Producer: Brenden O’Brien
Year: 1996
Label: Sony
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7hQgCJGNspI
Lyrics: http://www.ratm.net/lyrics/peo.html
Yeah people come up
Yeah, we better turn tha bass up on this one
Check it, since 1516 minds attacked and overseen
Now crawl amidst the ruins of this empty dream
Wit their borders and boots on top of us
Pullin' knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis
But how you gonna get what you need ta get?
Tha gut eaters, blood drenched get offensive like Tet
Tha fifth sun sets get back reclaim
Tha spirit of Cuahtemoc alive an untamed
Now face tha funk now blastin' out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica
That vulture came ta try and steal ya name
But now you got a gun, yeah this is for the people of the sun
It's comin' back around again!
This is for the people of the sun!
It's comin' back around again! Uh!
It's comin' back around again!
This is for the people of the sun!
It's comin' back around again! Uh!
Yeah, neva forget that tha wip snapped ya back
Ya spine cracked for tobacco, oh I'm the Marlboro man, uh
Our past blastin' on through the verses
Brigades of taxi cabs rollin' Broadway like hearses
Troops strippin' zoots, shots of red mist,
Sailors blood on tha deck, come sista resist
From tha era of terror check this photo lens,
Now tha city of angels does the ethnic cleanse
Uh, heads bobbin' to tha funk out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica
That vulture came to try and steal ya name
But now you found a gun, you're history, this is for the people of the sun
It's comin' back around again!
This is for the people of the sun!
It's comin' back around again! Yeah!
It's comin' back around again!
This is for the people of the sun!
It's comin' back around again!
It's comin' back around again!
This is for the people of the sun!
It's comin' back around again!
It's comin' back around again!
This is for the people of the sun!
It's comin' back around!
Of the sun
Artist: Rage Against the Machine
Song: Vietnow
Album: Evil Empire
Producer: Brenden O’Brien
Year: 1996
Label: Sony
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tkJzXLL4890
Lyrics:
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/r/rage+against+the+machine/vietnow_20113437.html
(ch) turn on tha radio, nah fuck it
Turn it off, fear is your only god
On tha radio, na fuck it, turn it off
Turn on tha radio, nah fuck it
Turn it off, fear is your only god
On tha radio, nah fuck it
Your saviors my guillotine, crosses
And kerosine
Merge on tha networks, slangin nerve gas
Up jump tha boogie then bang,
Let em hang
While the paranoid try to stuff tha void
Lets capture this am mayhem
Undressed, and blessed by tha lord
Tha power pendulum swings by thaumbilical cord
Shcok around tha clock, from noon
til noon
Men grabbin they mics, and stuff em into tha
Womb
Terror tha product ya push
Well Im a truth addict, ioh shit I got a head
Rush
Tha sheep tremble an here come tha votes
Thrown from tha throat, new cages an scapegoats
Undressen and blessed by tha lord
Tha same devil that ran around managua wit a
Sword
Check tha new style that ollie found
I tune in wit a bullet ta shut down
Tha devil sound
Tha program of vietnow
Flex tha cerebellum fire
Somebody gotta shell em
Those evil angels lists, hittin tha am
Playlist, paid ta say this
That one inhuman, illegal, single woman, tha one
Wit out a room
The transmissions wippin our backs
Comin down like bats from stacy coon
Terror, tha product you push
Well I am a truth addict, oh shit I got a head
Rush
Tha sheeps tremble an here come tha votes
Thrown from tha troat, new cage and scapegoats
One caution tha mics a detonator unwound ta
Shutdown tha devil sound
Check tha heads bow in vietnow
Is all tha world jails and churches?
I Was Only 19
Artist: Redgum
Song: I Was Only 19 (A Walk in the Green Light)
Album: Caught in the Act
Producer: Trevor Lucas
Year: 1983
Label: Epic
Genre: Folk
URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=1gmgwx77osw
Lyrics: http://www.hotlyrics.net/lyrics/R/Redgum/I_Was_Only_19.html
Mum and Dad and Denny saw the passing out parade at Puckapunyal
(1t was long march from cadets).
The sixth battalion was the next to tour and It was me who drew the card.
We did Canungra and Shoalwater before we left.
Chorus I:
And Townsville lined the footpath as we marched down to the quay.
This clipping from the paper shows us young and strong and clean.
And there's me in my slouch hat with my SLR and greens.
God help me, I was only nineteen.
From Vung Tau riding Chinooks to the dust at Nui Dat,
I'd been in and out of choppers now for months.
But we made our tents a home. V.B. and pinups on the lockers,
And an Asian orange sunset through the scrub.
Chorus 2:
And can you tell me, doctor, why I still can't get to sleep?
And night time's just a jungle dark and a barking M.16?
And what's this rash that comes and goes, can you tell me what it means?
God help me, I was only nineteen.
A four week operation, when each step can mean your last one
On two legs: it was a war within yourself.
But you wouldn't let your mates down 'til they had you dusted off,
So you closed your eyes and thought about something else.
Chorus 3:
Then someone yelled out "Contact"', and the bloke behind me swore.
We hooked in there for hours, then a God almighty roar.
Frankie kicked a mine the day that mankind kicked the moon.
God help me, he was going home in June.
1 can still see Frankie, drinking tinnies in the Grand Hotel
On a thirty-six hour rec. leave in Vung Tau.
And I can still hear Frankie, lying screaming in the jungle.
'Till the morphine came and killed the bloody row
Chorus 4:
And the Anzac legends didn't mention mud and blood and tears.
And stories that my father told me never seemed quite real
I caught some pieces In my back that I didn't even feel.
God help me, I was only nineteen.
Chorus 5:
And can you tell me, doctor, why I still
Save the Population
Artist: Red Hot Chili Peppers
Song: Save the Population
Album: Greatest Hits
Producer: Rick Rubin
Year: 2003
Label: Warner Bros.
Genre: Alternative
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G0W90a2f5Vw&feature=related
Lyrics: http://www.lyrics007.com/Red%20Hot%20Chili%20Peppers%20Lyrics/Save%20The%20Population%20Lyrics.html
History's so strong
History's so strong
History's so strong
History's so strong
Sing another drinking song the honkytonk will do
Making another breaking bone your favorite ingenue
This the distant dawn
This the distant dawn
I put my cards upon the table
I do this because I am able
One picks his broken down devotion
I threw my pistol in the ocean
Eyes wide with revelation
Shine at the police station
And when the verdict comes round
I'm sure that you will go down
CHORUS:
Stay all night
we'll save the population
Stay all night
we'll save the population
Stay all night
we'll save the population
Stay all night
we'll save the population
(Instrumental Bridge)
Pistol and its pawn
Sell it to the lexicon
A pistol and its pawn
Blood and border lines be drawn
Take another bottle down the brothel and the shrew
Make another awful sound, a rather gothic brew
History's so strong
History's so strong
I put my cards upon the table
I do this because I am able
One picks his broken down devotion
I threw my pistol in the ocean
Eyes wide with revelation
Shine at the police station
And when the verdict comes round
I'm sure that you will go down
Stay all night we'll save the population....
Gimme Shelter
Artist: Rolling Stones
Song: Gimme Shelter
Album: Let It Bleed
Producer: Jimmy Miller
Year: 1969
Label: Decca Records/ABKCO
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tsFKbKk22SU
Lyrics:
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/r/rolling+stones/gimme+shelter_20117862.html
Oh, a storm is threatning
My very life today
If I dont get some shelter
Oh yeah, Im gonna fade away
War, children, its just a shot away
Its just a shot away
War, children, its just a shot away
Its just a shot away
Ooh, see the fire is sweepin
Our very street today
Burns like a red coal carpet
Mad bull lost its way
War, children, its just a shot away
Its just a shot away
War, children, its just a shot away
Its just a shot away
Rape, murder!
Its just a shot away
Its just a shot away
Rape, murder!
Its just a shot away
Its just a shot away
Rape, murder!
Its just a shot away
Its just a shot away
The floods is threatning
My very life today
Gimme, gimme shelter
Or Im gonna fade away
War, children, its just a shot away
Its just a shot away
Its just a shot away
Its just a shot away
Its just a shot away
I tell you love, sister, its just a kiss away
Its just a kiss away
Its just a kiss away
Its just a kiss away
Its just a kiss away
Kiss away, kiss away
Heresy
Manhattan Project
Peaceable Kingdom
Artist: Rush
Song: Heresy
Album: Roll the Bones
Producer: Rupert Hine and Rush
Year: 1991
Label: Atlantic
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Roll-Bones-Rush/dp/B000002IRM
Lyrics: http://www.asklyrics.com/display/Rush/Heresy_Lyrics/174736.htm
All around that dull gray world
From moscow to berlin
People storm the barricades
Walls go tumbling in
The counter-revolution
People smiling through their tears
Who can give them back their lives
And all those wasted years?
All those precious wasted years --
Who will pay?
All around that dull gray world
Of ideology
People storm the marketplace
And buy up fantasy
The counter-revolution
At the counter of a store
People buy the things they want
And borrow for a little more
All those wasted years
All those precious wasted years
Who will pay?
Do we have to be forgiving at last?
What else can we do?
Do we have to say goodbye to the past?
Yes I guess we do
All around this great big world
All the crap we had to take
Bombs and basement fallout shelters
All our lives at stake
The bloody revolution
All the warheads in it’s wake
All the fear and suffering
All a big mistake
All those wasted years
All those precious wasted years
Who will pay?
Artist: Rush
Song: Manhattan Project
Album: Power Windows
Producer: Peter Collins, Rush
Year: 1985
Label: Mercury Records
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N4zP7l2NFKs
Lyrics: http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Rush/Manhattan-Project.html
Imagine a time when it all began
In the dying days of a war
A weapon that would settle the score
Whoever found it first would be sure to do their worst
They always had before...
Imagine a man where it all began
A scientist pacing the floor
In each nation, always eager to explore
To build the best big stick
To turn the winning trick
But this was something more...
[Chorus:]
The big bang took and shook the world
Shot down the rising sun
The end was begun and it hit everyone
When the chain reaction was done
The big shots tried to hold it back
Fools tried to wish it away
The hopeful depend on a world without end
Whatever the hopeless may say
Imagine a place where it all began
Gathered from across the land
To work in the secrecy of the desert sand
All of the brightest boys
To play with the biggest toys
More than they bargained for...
[Chorus]
Imagine a man when it all began
The pilot of 'Enola Gay'
Flying out of the shockwave on that August day
All the powers that be, and the course of history
Would be changed forevermore...
Artist: Rush
Song: Peaceable Kingdom
Album: Vapor Trails
Producer: Rush, Paul Northfield
Year: 2002
Label: Anthem/Atlantic Records
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Vapor-Trails-Rush/dp/B000065DTE
Lyrics: http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Rush/Peaceable-Kingdom.html
A wave toward the clearing the sky
All this time we're talking and sharing our rational view
A billion other voices are spreading other news
All this time we're living and trying to understand
Why a billion other choices are making their demands
Talk of a peaceable kingdom
Talk of a time without fear
The ones we wish would listen
Are never going to hear
Justice against the hanged man
Knight of Wands against the hour
Swords against the kingdom
Time against the tower
All this time we're shuffling and laying out all our cards
While a billion other dealers are slipping past our guards
All this time we're hoping and praying we all might learn
While a billion other teachers are teaching them how to burn
Dream of a peaceable kingdom
Dream of a time without war
The ones we wish would hear us
Have heard it all before
A wave toward the clearing sky
A wave toward the clearing sky
The hermit against the lovers
Or the devil against the fool
Swords against the kingdom
The wheel against the rules
All this time we're burning like bonfires in the dark
A billion other blazes are shooting off their sparks
Every spark a drifting ember of desire
To fall upon the earth and spark another fire
A homeward angel on the fly
A wave toward the clearing sky