He said, "Son,
Have you seen the world?
Well, what would you say
If I said that you could?
Just carry this gun, you'll even get paid."
I said, "That sounds very good."
Black leather boots
Spit-shined so bright
They cut off my hair but it looked alright
We marched and we sang
We all became friends
As we learned how to fight
A hero of war
Yeah, that's what I'll be
And when I come home
They'll be damn proud of me
I'll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because it's flag that I love
And a flag that I trust
I kicked in the door
I yelled my commands
The children, they cried
But I got my man
We took him away
A bag over his face
From his family and his friends
They took off his clothes
They pissed in his hands
I told them to stop
But then I joined in
We beat him with guns
And batons not just once
But again and again
A hero of war
Yeah that's what I'll be
And when I come home
They'll be damn proud of me
I'll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because it's flag that I love
And a flag that I trust
She walked through bullets and haze
I asked her to stop
I begged her to stay
But she pressed on
So I lifted my gun
And I fired away
And the shells jumped through the smoke
And into the sand
That the blood now had soaked
She collapsed with a flag in her hand
A flag white as snow
A hero of war
Is that what they see
Just medals and scars
So damn proud of me
And I brought home that flag
Now it gathers dust
But it's a flag that I love
It's the only flag I trust
He said, "Son, have you seen the world?
Well what would you say
If I said that you could?"
As I walk through
This wicked world
Searchin' for light in the darkness of insanity.
I ask myself
Is all hope lost?
Is there only pain and hatred, and misery?
And each time I feel like this inside,
There's one thing I wanna know:
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?
And as I walked on
Through troubled times
My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes
So where are the strong
And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony?
Sweet harmony.
'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away, just makes me wanna cry.
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?
So where are the strong?
And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony?
Sweet harmony.
'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away, just makes me wanna cry.
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?
August 6, 2008
Peter Rodman, a foreign policy expert who served every
Republican president from Richard Nixon to George W. Bush, including as an
assistant secretary of defense for nearly six years in the current
administration, died Saturday in Baltimore. He was 64.
The cause was complications of leukemia, said Danielle Pletka,
vice president of foreign and defense policy studies at the American
Enterprise Institute.
Rodman was lured into government by his senior thesis adviser at
Harvard, Henry Kissinger, then the national security adviser, and he became
Kissinger's aide in negotiations that included opening ties to China, peace
talks on Vietnam and the Arab-Israeli conflict.
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LETTER FROM YORBA LINDA #66 | July 10, 2008 Touring with
the White House
By Tom Borcher
Tom has been a member of the Nixon Library Docent Guild
since 2002 and is a practicing attorney in
Los Angeles with Jacobs, Jacobs & Eisfelder.
White House history being a "hobby" of mine, one of
the biggest thrills in my five years as a docent at the Richard Nixon
Library & Birthplace was when John Zweifel's Miniature White House went on
display in 2004. ("Miniature" in this case being a model 70 feet by 30
feet.) I developed a forty-five minute "tour" of the model including the
history of both the model and the "real" White House." I enjoyed giving the
presentation to our guests on weekends and holidays. The day came, however,
when John rolled it into his distinctive semi-truck for other destinations.
When I learned that the model was to be displayed
at the George H. W. Bush Library in College Station, Texas, I asked them if
I could give my presentation there. Based largely on some kind words by
folks here at the Nixon Library, I was invited to Texas over the Memorial
Day Weekend in 2007.
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He said, "Son,
Have you seen the world?
Well, what would you say
If I said that you could?
Just carry this gun, you'll even get paid."
I said, "That sounds very good."
Black leather boots
Spit-shined so bright
They cut off my hair but it looked alright
We marched and we sang
We all became friends
As we learned how to fight
A hero of war
Yeah, that's what I'll be
And when I come home
They'll be damn proud of me
I'll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because it's flag that I love
And a flag that I trust
I kicked in the door
I yelled my commands
The children, they cried
But I got my man
We took him away
A bag over his face
From his family and his friends
They took off his clothes
They pissed in his hands
I told them to stop
But then I joined in
We beat him with guns
And batons not just once
But again and again
A hero of war
Yeah that's what I'll be
And when I come home
They'll be damn proud of me
I'll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because it's flag that I love
And a flag that I trust
She walked through bullets and haze
I asked her to stop
I begged her to stay
But she pressed on
So I lifted my gun
And I fired away
And the shells jumped through the smoke
And into the sand
That the blood now had soaked
She collapsed with a flag in her hand
A flag white as snow
A hero of war
Is that what they see
Just medals and scars
So damn proud of me
And I brought home that flag
Now it gathers dust
But it's a flag that I love
It's the only flag I trust
He said, "Son, have you seen the world?
Well what would you say
If I said that you could?"
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Some say you only get so many breaths
When they're gone you meet your maker
Some people always try to cheat their death
but when it comes
you just can't shake it
Some people try to make a deal to get
a little bit more but they try to take it
Some of them just end up in debt
When they're called they try to fake it
but one morning the clock will chime
an no more birds come flying in by
and tempertures keep rising higher
16 bullets come flying by
ai yi yi put your hands up high
Cause ya never know how long ya gonna live till ya die
They can hit you with a missle
Hit you with a bomb
Hit you with the law and try to take your home
Break into your house in the middle of the night
Track you on a phone by satellite
Stopped anytime you're in your car
and search your body and search your home
and listenin' in on your phone calls
Still no politician got enough balls
Lining up people up against the wall
When the truth comes out all hell will fall
and someday Gauntanamo will fall
Until that day we all ride on
ai yi yi put your hands up high
cause ya never know how long ya gonna live till ya die
That's life in the city
That's life in the city yeah
That's life in the city
Mad world in the city (chorus)
Some holdin on
so damn gone
Their whole life living with tv on
Then the radio play the same ten songs
Set your clock by which ones on
and watching the news
try to see what's wrong
Find somebody else to blame it on
Hope they never come and research you
'cause your grandmother was an immigrant too
So if you love somebody better tell them so
Cause you never ever ever know when they gonna go
If they love you back just give thanks
Can't keep love like money in the bank (chorus)
You never know, you never know
It's gonna get you
Peace
*We CAN bomb the World to pieces, but we CAN'T bomb it into PEACE*...Michael Franti
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
[Barack Obama - taken from victory speech in Iowa]
They said this day would never come... [crowd cheers loudly]
They SAID, our sights were set too high. [crowd still wooing]
This country is too divided; too disillusioned
to ever come together around a common purpose. They said..."
[Repeat 2X]
("Although it seems heaven-sent, we ain't ready, to have a black president" - [2Pac])
[singers {Barack Obama}]
Yes we can...change the world...
{CHANGE THE WORLD...}
[Chorus]
("Although it seems heaven-sent, we ain't ready, to have a black president" - [2Pac]) [repeat 2X]
Yes we can...change the world...
(The world, the world, the WORLD...)
[Nas]
They forgot us on the block, got us in the box
Solitary confinement, how violent are these cops?
They need a early retirement
How many rallies will I watch? I ain't got it in me to march
I got a Semi to spark, the game's in a drought
Public housing, projects, cookin up in the Pyrex
My set, my clique, either gettin money
or runnin from homicide trail, that's if they ain't died yet
Tryna be rich, STILL I'm pledging allegiance
A predicate felon, a ghetto leader
Lendin my poetical genius, to who-EVER may need it
I BLEED this from Queensbridge, now living with my feet up
Never defeated, so a president's needed
You know these colored folks and Negros hate to see
one of they own succeeding
America, surprise us, and let a black man guide us
[Repeat 2X]
("Although it seems heaven-sent, we ain't ready, to have a black president" - [2Pac])
[singers {Barack Obama}]
Yes we can...change the world...
{CHANGE THE WORLD...}
[Chorus]
[Nas]
What's the black pres' thinkin on election night?
Is it, "How can I protect my life? Protect my wife? Protect my rights?"
Every other president was nuttin' less than white
'cept Thomas Jefferson and mixed Indian blood and Calvin Coolidge
KKK is like, "What the fuck?!", loadin they guns up
Loadin up mines too, ready to ride
'Cause I'm ridin with my crew - he dies, we die too
Yeah, but on the positive side
I think Obama provides hope, and challenges minds
of all races and colors to erase the hate
and try to LOVE one another; so many political snakes
We in need of a break, I'm thinkin I can TRUST this brotha
...but will he keep it way real?
Every innocent nigga in jail, gets out on appeal
When he wins, will he really care still?
I feel...
[Repeat 2X]
("Although it seems heaven-sent, we ain't ready, to have a black president" - [2Pac])
[singers {Barack Obama}]
Yes we can...change the world...
{CHANGE THE WORLD...}
[Chorus]
[Nas]
Say a prayer for "Do we have to?"
You ain't right, Jeremiah Wrong pastor
in love with a slave master
Sincerely yours, USA's most brave rapper
Jesse carjacker, Uncle TOm kidnapper
Ask around, Bently Coupe off the Richter
Bitch called Life, I pimped her, WHAT?
Politics, politricks, Klan shooter
Deacon for defense, progress producer
Nothing on the stove, a survival booster
Gotta DO what we gotta DO
We ain't got no governors comin through to help!
Anything we need done, gotta do for self
New, improved JFK on the way
It ain't the 60s' again, niggas ain't hippies again
We ain't fallin for the same traps
Standin on the balconies, where they shot the King at
McCain got apoligies, ain't nobody hearin that
People need HONESTY!
[Repeat 2X]
("Although it seems heaven-sent, we ain't ready, to have a black president" - [2Pac])
[singers {Barack Obama}]
Yes we can...change the world...
{CHANGE THE WORLD...}
[Chorus]
[Governor Bill Richardson]
It is my distinct honor, and privilege to introduce
the next President of the United States - Barack Obama
I first heard this song when I was 9, maybe heard it a few times since then and have never forgotten how to whistle that melody, albeit with not as much articulation, but accurate none the less.
blast from the past...Mexican melody Afrikaner style
Progress is not made by everyone joining some new fad,
and reveling in it's loyalty. It's made by forming coalitions
over specific principles, goals, and policies.
Tell me why the grass was greener
Years ago
I swear it used to grow here
But no more, here
Tell me why on this hill
All the birds that used to come fly here
Are going to die here
Tell me why I need to know
Sometimes I wish I didn't have to know
Oh, show me
Hey World, what you say?
Should I stick around for another day or two?
Don't give up on me
I won't give up on you
Just believe in me
Like I believe in you
Tell me why on the corner
All the kids that used to come to run here
Loading guns here
Tell me why it's OK
To kill in the name of the gods we pray
Tell me who said it's OK
To die in the name of the lies we say
Tell me why there's child soldiers
Tell me why they close the borders
Tell me how to fight disease
Tell me now, won't you please?
The only thing I want to do
Is be in the arms of someone
Who believes in me
Like in believe in you
Hey World, what you say? Should I stick around for another day?
Hey World, what you say? Should I stick around for another day?
Hey World, what you say? Should I stick around for another day or two?
Don't give up on me I won't give up
I try, I try, I try, I try
I try, I try, I try, I try for you
Don't give up on me
I cry, I cry, I cry, I cry
I cry, I cry, I cry, I cry for you
Just believe in me like I believe
Hey World, what you say?
Hey World, what you say?
Hey World, what you say?
Should I stick around for another day?
Hey World, what you stay?
Should I stick around for another day or two?
Don't give up on me
I won't give up on me
Just believe in me
I believe in you
Don't give up
Hey World, what you say?
Hey World, what you say?
Hey World, what you say?
Peace
*We CAN bomb the World to pieces, but we CAN'T bomb it into PEACE*...Michael Franti
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day youll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And youll no longer burn
To be brothers in arms
Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
Ive watched all your suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms
Theres so many different worlds
So many differents suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones
Now the suns gone to hell
And the moons riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But its written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
Were fools to make war
On our brothers in arms
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From one of my favorite U2 albums WAR...Seconds. Yes OUR government, They're the puppets, they're the puppets who pull the strings.
Seconds
It takes a second to say goodbye, say goodbye
It takes a second to say goodbye, say goodbye,
Say bye bye - where are you going to now?
Lightning flashes across the sky
East to west - do or die
Like a thief in the night
See the world by candlelight
In an apartment on Times Square
You can assemble them anywhere
Held to ransom - hell to pay
A revolution every day
USSR, GDR, London, New York, Peking
It's the puppets, it's the puppets who pull the strings
Say goodbye, say goodbye
Say goodbye, say goodbye
Say goodbye
It takes a second to say goodbye, say goodbye
Push the button and pull the plug - say goodbye
And they do the atomic bomb
Do they know where the dance comes from?
Yes, they're doing the atomic bomb
They want you to sing along
Say goodbye, say goodbye
Say goodbye, say goodbye
Peace
*We CAN bomb the World to pieces, but we CAN'T bomb it into PEACE*...Michael Franti
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
Progress is not made by everyone joining some new fad,
and reveling in it's loyalty. It's made by forming coalitions
over specific principles, goals, and policies.
I built these walls around myself
not to say that I'm proud
didn't mean to grab your curiosity
they're made to guard me from the crowd
so if you'll please keep your distance
let this comedy unfurl
well i might just have a masterpiece
i might just change the world
so keep your hands off of my sandcastle
you're gonna want it for your own
you're gonna think that you can make it better
and the walls come crumblin' down
gonna take this madness all the way
i've already crossed the line
once you jump you know you're powerless
ain't no changing my mind
so keep your hands off of my sandcastle
you're gonna want it for your own
you're gonna think that you can make it better
and the walls come crumblin' down
mmm hmmm
so don't try to help me and don't ask why
i'm free to do as I'm free to die
we're all free to believe our own lies
here comes the rising tide
so keep your hands off of my sandcastle
you're gonna want it for your own
you're gonna think that you can make it better
and the walls come crumblin' down
these breakin' waves are gonna break our hearts
and the walls come crumblin' down
come crumblin' down
[Just one more example of why Berkeley2 was the BEST Ed Show, oh yes, Society sung by the source! http://www.jerryhannan.com/ If you haven't seen his vid for Society yet, ohhh my, you're in for a treat!]
Progress is not made by everyone joining some new fad,
and reveling in it's loyalty. It's made by forming coalitions
over specific principles, goals, and policies.
The drummer is lame, but vic can groove. Leaves more of those tasty fills for me
Progress is not made by everyone joining some new fad,
and reveling in it's loyalty. It's made by forming coalitions
over specific principles, goals, and policies.
Progress is not made by everyone joining some new fad,
and reveling in it's loyalty. It's made by forming coalitions
over specific principles, goals, and policies.
coming of age during the plague
of reagan and bush
watching capitalism gun down democracy
it had this funny effect on me
i guess
i am cancer
i am HIV
and i'm down at the blue jesus
blue cross hospital
just lookin' up from my pillow
feeling blessed
and the mighty multinationals
have monopolized the oxygen
so it's as easy as breathing
for us all to participate
yes they're buying and selling
off shares of air
and you know it's all around you
but it's hard to point and say "there"
so you just sit on your hands
and quietly contemplate
your next bold move
the next thing you're gonna need to prove
to yourself
what a waste of thumbs that are opposable
to make machines that are disposable
and sell them to seagulls flying in circles
around one big right wing
yes, the left wing was broken long ago
by the slingshot of cointelpro
and now it's so hard to have faith in
anything
especially your next bold move
or the next thing you're gonna need to prove
to yourself
you want to track each trickle
back to its source
and then scream up the faucet
'til your face is hoarse
cuz you're surrounded by a world's worth
of things you just can't excuse
but you've got the hard cough of a chain smoker
and you're at the arctic circle playing strip poker
and it's getting colder and colder
everytime you lose
so go ahead
make your next bold move
tell us
what's the next thing you're gonna need to prove
to yourself
bits from the master. nothing to you. plenty to me.
There must be some kind of way outa here
Freedom, give it to me
That's what I want now
Freedom, that's what I need now
And so castles made of sand, fall in the sea, eventually
It must not have been right, so forever, goodnight
Excuse me while i kiss the sky
Warm yourself by the fire, son,
And the morning will come soon.
I’ll tell you stories of a better time,
In a place that we once knew.
Before we packed our bags
And left all this behind us in the dust,
We had a place that we could call home,
And a life no one could touch.
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You wont let me down, down, down!
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You wont let me down, down, down!
Down!
We are the angry and the desperate,
The hungry, and the cold,
We are the ones who kept quiet,
And always did what we were told.
But we’ve been sweating while you slept so calm,
In the safety of your home.
We’ve been pulling out the nails that hold up
Everything you’ve known.
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You wont let me down, down, down!
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You wont let me down, down, down!
So open your eyes child,
Let’s be on our way.
Broken windows and ashes
Are guiding the way.
Keep quiet no longer,
We’ll sing through the day,
Of the lives that we’ve lost,
And the lives we’ve reclaimed.
Go!
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You wont let me down, down, down!
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You wont let me down, down, down!
Don’t hold me up…
(I don’t need your help, I’ll stand my ground)
Don’t hold me up…
(I don’t need your help)
No! No! No!
Don’t hold me up!
(I don’t need your help, I’ll stand my ground)
Don’t hold me up!
(I don’t need your help, I’ll stand my ground)
Don’t let me down, down, down, down, down!
Is everyone afraid?
Is everyone ashamed?
They're running towards their holes to find out
Apocalyptic means are lost amongst our dead
A message to our friends to get out
There's wages on this fear
Oh so clear
Depends on what you'll pay to hear
They're bound to kill us all
In white-washed halls
The jackals lick their paws
Please don't stop
It's lonely at the top
These lonely days
When will they ever stop?
This doomsday clock tickin' in my heart
Not broken
I love life everyday
in each and every way
Khafka would be proud, to find out
I'm certain of the end,
it's the means that has me spooked
It takes an unknown truth to get out
I'm guessing that I'm born free, silly me
I was meant to beg from my knees
(chorus)
Please don't stop
It's lonely at the top
These lonely days
wWhen will they ever stop?
This doomsday clock ticking in my heart
These lonely days when will they ever stop?
We gotta dig in
Gas masks on
Wait in the sunshine, all bug-eyed
If this is living?
Sakes alive!
Well then they can't win, no one survives
Is everyone afraid?
You should be ashamed
Apocalyptic screams mean nothing to the dead
Kissing that ol' sun to know all there is
Come onn, last call!
You should want it all!
(chorus)
Ah, it's lonely at the top
These lonely days when will they ever stop?
This doomsday clock
Ticking in my heart
These lonely days when will they ever stop?
This ticking in my heart
Is everyone afraid?
Peace
*We CAN bomb the World to pieces, but we CAN'T bomb it into PEACE*...Michael Franti
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
Give me love
Give me love
Give me peace on earth
Give me light
Give me life
Keep me free from birth
Give me hope
Help me cope, with this heavy load
Trying to, touch and reach you with,
Heart and soul
Om m m m m m m m m m m m m m
M m m my lord . . .
Please take hold of my hand, that
I might understand you
Won't you please
Oh won't you
Give me love
Give me love
Give me peace on earth
Give me light
Give me life
Keep me free from birth
Give me hope
Help me cope, with this heavy load
Trying to, touch and reach you with,
Heart and soul
Om m m m m m m m m m m m m m
M m m my lord . . .
Please take hold of my hand, that
I might understand you
Thank-you, George, for shining your beautiful and Brilliant Light across the decades and across all dimensions...eternally.
"The opposite of a fact is falsehood, but the opposite of one profound truth may very well be another profound truth." ~ Niels Bohr
I wanna make it slow
Sensemille
I wanna make it slow
Make me feel ya
Heavy medicine
Ya see my eyes are feeling red again
Im bringin light
Like thomas funky edison
Been in the desert for forty seven days
Purple haze
The poison that I tasted never changed
Turn up the woofers so I can feel the beat
Vibrate my belly like a bomb in harmony
Summer heat
My back is sticking to me to the seat
Bare feet
Tank top and shorts is all ya need
Summer breeze
Im feelin kinda fine
Im rollin with my shorty all the time
Wind and grind lovely shake your behind
Cinnamon skin be bringing sin to my mind
But whether or not the weathers hot
Or the weathers cold
Im wrapping her like a blanket with my whole soul
So that she can feel me
Like coca cola Im the woo-o-oh oh the sweet thing
My girl lollipop she growing mad crops
She rollin herbs everyday
At about 4 o clock
Tick tock
Strike the hammer while the irons hot
Ooh girl watcha got cooking in the pot
See mary mary quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
Hydrophonic ultra supersonic
Or does it grow naturally slow?
(chorus)
Ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
I love tha way ya love me and the way ya misbehavin
Ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
Come wake body-ody take my mind away
Everybody get down and do the boogaloo
Just like the cover of I want you
Yoo hooo look watcha gonna do
Watcha gonna do when the rent comes due
Round up the posse and call up the crew
5 bucks at the door and ya bring ya own booze
Call ya neighbor cause they can come too
Be sure and bring ya records cause I only got a few
So baa baa black sheep have you any wool
Yes sir, yes sir a nickle bagful
One for my partner one for my crew
Some for my ganja baby she needs 2
Cuz just like me they want to be... cool
My two favorite things especially these days... Michael Franti of then....Disposable Heroes Of Hiphoprisy
Music And Politics
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
I would tell you that sometimes it’s easier to desire
and pursue the attention and admiration of 100 strangers
than it is to accept the love and loyalty
of those closest to me
And I would tell you that sometimes
I prefer to look at myself
through someone else’s eyes
Eyes that aren’t clouded with the tears of knowing
what an asshole I can be, as yours are.
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
I might be able to listen in silence to your concerns
rather than hearing everything as an accusation
or an indictment against me
I would tell you that sometimes
I use sex to avoid communication
it’s the best escape when we’re down on our luck
But I can express more emotions than laughter, anger, and let’s fuck
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
I would tell you that I pooped in my own dog dish
And sometimes I would rather face not eating
than face licking it clean
And admitting when I’m selfish
And I’d tell you that I’m suffering
from the worst type of loneliness
The loneliness of being misunderstood,
or more poignantly
the loneliness of being afraid
to allow myself to be understood
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
I would tell you that the personal revolution
is far more difficult
and is the first step in any revolution
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
I would tell you that music is the expression of emotion
And that politics is merely the decoy of perception.
Peace
*We CAN bomb the World to pieces, but we CAN'T bomb it into PEACE*...Michael Franti
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
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*We CAN bomb the World to pieces, but we CAN'T bomb it into PEACE*...Michael Franti
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
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70's Song about our political scenerio that works even in today's atmosphere....You're The Man by Marvin Gaye.
Talkin', talkin' to the people
Tryin' to get them to go your way
Tellin' lies, not to worry
That we won't be led astray
So blind, unsignified
Your opponents always lying
Think about the mistakes you make
I believe America's at stake
You know, busin', busin' is the issue
If you have a plan wager
If you have a plan
If you've got a master plan
Got to vote for you
Hey hey, got to vote for you
You're the man
We don't wanna hear no more lies
About how you planned a compromise
We want our dollar value increased
Employment to rise
The nation's taxation
Is causin' all, all this inflation
Don't give us no V sign
Turn around and rob the people blind
Economics is the issue
Do you have a plan wager?
'Cause if you've got a master plan
Got to vote for you
You're the man
(8 times, over scat singing):
Don't you understand?
There's misery in the land
(One version fades out
during this; read further
for a longer version)
People marching on Washington
Better hear what they have to say
'Cause the tables just might
turn against you, brother
Set around Election Day
Politics and hypocrites
Is turning us all into lunatics
Can you take the guns from our sons?
Right all the wrongs this
administration has done?
Peace and freedom is the issue
Do you have a plan wager?
If you've got a plan
If you've got a master plan
Got to vote for you
Hey hey, got to vote for you
'Cause you're the man
(repeat and fade):
Got to vote for you
Peace
*We CAN bomb the World to pieces, but we CAN'T bomb it into PEACE*...Michael Franti
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
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We want freedom of speech
But we all talking at the same time
We say we want peace
but nobody wants to change thier own mind
And it goes on and on and on
For a thousand year
And it goes on and on and on
What language are your tears
Everybody wants to live the life of kings and queens
But nobody wants to stay and plow the fields
Everybody wants to tell thier neighbors how to live
But nobody wants to listen to how they feel
And it goes on and on and on
For a thousand year
And it goes on and on and on
What language are your tears
But what I got to say one more time is
Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah
Or could you love some more
Is it Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah
Or could you love some more
Is it Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah
Or could you love some more
Is it Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah
Oh tell you could you love some more
And it goes on and on and on
For a thousand year
And it goes on and on and on
What language are your tears
What language are you tears
What language is your laughter
What language is your sadness
What language is your joy
It goes on and on and on
for a thousand years
And it goes on and on and on
What language are your tears
Peace
*We CAN bomb the World to pieces, but we CAN'T bomb it into PEACE*...Michael Franti
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
To the sound of a heartbeat pounding away
To the rhythm of the awful rusted machines
We toss and turn but don't sleep
Each breath we take makes us thieves
Like causes without rebels
Just talk but promise nothing else
We crawl on our knees for you
Under a sky no longer blue
We sweat all day long for you
But we sow seeds to see us through
Though sometimes dreams just don't come true
We wait to reap what we are due
To the rhythm of a time bomb ticking away
And the blare of the sirens combing the streets
Chased down like dogs we run from
Your grasp until the sun comes up
We crawl on our knees for you
Under a sky no longer blue
We sweat all day long for you
But we sow seeds to see us through
Though sometimes dreams just don't come true
Look now at what they've done to you
White needles buried in the red
The engine roars and then it gives
But never dies
'Cuz we don't live
We just survive
On the scraps that you throw away
I won't crawl on my knees for you
From http://www.6lyrics.com
I won't believe the lies that hide the truth
I won't sweat one more drop for you
'Cuz we are the rust upon your gears
We are the insects in your ears
We crawl
We crawl
We crawl... all over you
We sow the seeds to see us through
Our days are precious and so few
We all reap what we are due
Under this sky no longer blue,
We bring a dawn long overdue
We crawl
We crawl
We crawl... all over you
do you know the cost of future misery?
have you lost your sense of sustainability?
we are just a step away
from realizing what we strive to be
but we've got to break out
from this insulated blind and lame senility
wake up the new america
wo-oh!
transcend the mass hysteria
wo-oh! wo-oh!
change is the thing you're wary of
wo-oh! wo-oh!
we need a new america
wo-oh! wo-oh!
laurels, human triumph,
bestowments from the past
victories don't mean a thing
if they don't last
we are just marching toward extinction
with blinders on our eyes
jeopardizing everything
we've learned and come to realize
you call that wise?
open your eyes america
wo-oh! wo-oh!
see through the lies they tell to us
wo-oh! wo-oh!
confront the fears that worry us
wo-oh! wo-oh!
we need a new america
wo-oh! wo-oh!
we don't have to be afraid to re-invent
we've got to start to build,
progress, and implement
for when we take our fill,
and never pay the price
we only build ourselves a fleeting,
false paradise
you can live in staunch denial
and mark me as your enemy
but I'm just a voice among the throng
who want a brighter destiny
they say with me
we are the new america
wo-oh! wo-oh!
this is the new america?
wo-oh wo-oh!
we are the new america
wo-oh! wo-oh!
this is the new america?
wo-oh! wo-oh!
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Peter Rodman, a foreign policy expert who served every
Republican president from Richard Nixon to George W. Bush, including as an
assistant secretary of defense for nearly six years in the current
administration, died Saturday in Baltimore. He was 64.
The cause was complications of leukemia, said Danielle Pletka,
vice president of foreign and defense policy studies at the American
Enterprise Institute.
Rodman was lured into government by his senior thesis adviser at
Harvard, Henry Kissinger, then the national security adviser, and he became
Kissinger's aide in negotiations that included opening ties to China, peace
talks on Vietnam and the Arab-Israeli conflict.
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LETTER FROM YORBA LINDA #66 | July 10, 2008 Touring with
the White House
By Tom Borcher
Tom has been a member of the Nixon Library Docent Guild
since 2002 and is a practicing attorney in
Los Angeles with Jacobs, Jacobs & Eisfelder.
White House history being a "hobby" of mine, one of
the biggest thrills in my five years as a docent at the Richard Nixon
Library & Birthplace was when John Zweifel's Miniature White House went on
display in 2004. ("Miniature" in this case being a model 70 feet by 30
feet.) I developed a forty-five minute "tour" of the model including the
history of both the model and the "real" White House." I enjoyed giving the
presentation to our guests on weekends and holidays. The day came, however,
when John rolled it into his distinctive semi-truck for other destinations.
When I learned that the model was to be displayed
at the George H. W. Bush Library in College Station, Texas, I asked them if
I could give my presentation there. Based largely on some kind words by
folks here at the Nixon Library, I was invited to Texas over the Memorial
Day Weekend in 2007.
Continue Reading this Letter >>
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Friday, August 1, 2008
Sen. Gary Hart and Sen. Chuck Hagel August 1, 2008 The Belfer
Center at Harvard University's Kennedy School of Government and The Nixon
Center are pleased to announce a new Commission on United States Policy
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Some say you only get so many breaths
When they're gone you meet your maker
Some people always try to cheat their death
but when it comes
you just can't shake it
Some people try to make a deal to get
a little bit more but they try to take it
Some of them just end up in debt
When they're called they try to fake it
but one morning the clock will chime
an no more birds come flying in by
and tempertures keep rising higher
16 bullets come flying by
ai yi yi put your hands up high
Cause ya never know how long ya gonna live till ya die
They can hit you with a missle
Hit you with a bomb
Hit you with the law and try to take your home
Break into your house in the middle of the night
Track you on a phone by satellite
Stopped anytime you're in your car
and search your body and search your home
and listenin' in on your phone calls
Still no politician got enough balls
Lining up people up against the wall
When the truth comes out all hell will fall
and someday Gauntanamo will fall
Until that day we all ride on
ai yi yi put your hands up high
cause ya never know how long ya gonna live till ya die
That's life in the city
That's life in the city yeah
That's life in the city
Mad world in the city (chorus)
Some holdin on
so damn gone
Their whole life living with tv on
Then the radio play the same ten songs
Set your clock by which ones on
and watching the news
try to see what's wrong
Find somebody else to blame it on
Hope they never come and research you
'cause your grandmother was an immigrant too
So if you love somebody better tell them so
Cause you never ever ever know when they gonna go
If they love you back just give thanks
Can't keep love like money in the bank (chorus)
You never know, you never know
It's gonna get you
Peace
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
[Barack Obama - taken from victory speech in Iowa]
They said this day would never come... [crowd cheers loudly]
They SAID, our sights were set too high. [crowd still wooing]
This country is too divided; too disillusioned
to ever come together around a common purpose. They said..."
[Repeat 2X]
("Although it seems heaven-sent, we ain't ready, to have a black president" - [2Pac])
[singers {Barack Obama}]
Yes we can...change the world...
{CHANGE THE WORLD...}
[Chorus]
("Although it seems heaven-sent, we ain't ready, to have a black president" - [2Pac]) [repeat 2X]
Yes we can...change the world...
(The world, the world, the WORLD...)
[Nas]
They forgot us on the block, got us in the box
Solitary confinement, how violent are these cops?
They need a early retirement
How many rallies will I watch? I ain't got it in me to march
I got a Semi to spark, the game's in a drought
Public housing, projects, cookin up in the Pyrex
My set, my clique, either gettin money
or runnin from homicide trail, that's if they ain't died yet
Tryna be rich, STILL I'm pledging allegiance
A predicate felon, a ghetto leader
Lendin my poetical genius, to who-EVER may need it
I BLEED this from Queensbridge, now living with my feet up
Never defeated, so a president's needed
You know these colored folks and Negros hate to see
one of they own succeeding
America, surprise us, and let a black man guide us
[Repeat 2X]
("Although it seems heaven-sent, we ain't ready, to have a black president" - [2Pac])
[singers {Barack Obama}]
Yes we can...change the world...
{CHANGE THE WORLD...}
[Chorus]
[Nas]
What's the black pres' thinkin on election night?
Is it, "How can I protect my life? Protect my wife? Protect my rights?"
Every other president was nuttin' less than white
'cept Thomas Jefferson and mixed Indian blood and Calvin Coolidge
KKK is like, "What the fuck?!", loadin they guns up
Loadin up mines too, ready to ride
'Cause I'm ridin with my crew - he dies, we die too
Yeah, but on the positive side
I think Obama provides hope, and challenges minds
of all races and colors to erase the hate
and try to LOVE one another; so many political snakes
We in need of a break, I'm thinkin I can TRUST this brotha
...but will he keep it way real?
Every innocent nigga in jail, gets out on appeal
When he wins, will he really care still?
I feel...
[Repeat 2X]
("Although it seems heaven-sent, we ain't ready, to have a black president" - [2Pac])
[singers {Barack Obama}]
Yes we can...change the world...
{CHANGE THE WORLD...}
[Chorus]
[Nas]
Say a prayer for "Do we have to?"
You ain't right, Jeremiah Wrong pastor
in love with a slave master
Sincerely yours, USA's most brave rapper
Jesse carjacker, Uncle TOm kidnapper
Ask around, Bently Coupe off the Richter
Bitch called Life, I pimped her, WHAT?
Politics, politricks, Klan shooter
Deacon for defense, progress producer
Nothing on the stove, a survival booster
Gotta DO what we gotta DO
We ain't got no governors comin through to help!
Anything we need done, gotta do for self
New, improved JFK on the way
It ain't the 60s' again, niggas ain't hippies again
We ain't fallin for the same traps
Standin on the balconies, where they shot the King at
McCain got apoligies, ain't nobody hearin that
People need HONESTY!
[Repeat 2X]
("Although it seems heaven-sent, we ain't ready, to have a black president" - [2Pac])
[singers {Barack Obama}]
Yes we can...change the world...
{CHANGE THE WORLD...}
[Chorus]
[Governor Bill Richardson]
It is my distinct honor, and privilege to introduce
the next President of the United States - Barack Obama
[crowd cheers LOUDLY]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UzQgAdhWT1E
I first heard this song when I was 9, maybe heard it a few times since then and have never forgotten how to whistle that melody, albeit with not as much articulation, but accurate none the less.
I present you "The Mexican Whistler" by Roger Whittaker:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rp_ZAtCwjE8
blast from the past...Mexican melody Afrikaner style
and reveling in it's loyalty. It's made by forming coalitions
over specific principles, goals, and policies.
http://i36.tinypic.com/66j31x.jpg
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Tell me why the grass was greener
Years ago
I swear it used to grow here
But no more, here
Tell me why on this hill
All the birds that used to come fly here
Are going to die here
Tell me why I need to know
Sometimes I wish I didn't have to know
Oh, show me
Hey World, what you say?
Should I stick around for another day or two?
Don't give up on me
I won't give up on you
Just believe in me
Like I believe in you
Tell me why on the corner
All the kids that used to come to run here
Loading guns here
Tell me why it's OK
To kill in the name of the gods we pray
Tell me who said it's OK
To die in the name of the lies we say
Tell me why there's child soldiers
Tell me why they close the borders
Tell me how to fight disease
Tell me now, won't you please?
The only thing I want to do
Is be in the arms of someone
Who believes in me
Like in believe in you
Hey World, what you say? Should I stick around for another day?
Hey World, what you say? Should I stick around for another day?
Hey World, what you say? Should I stick around for another day or two?
Don't give up on me I won't give up
I try, I try, I try, I try
I try, I try, I try, I try for you
Don't give up on me
I cry, I cry, I cry, I cry
I cry, I cry, I cry, I cry for you
Just believe in me like I believe
Hey World, what you say?
Hey World, what you say?
Hey World, what you say?
Should I stick around for another day?
Hey World, what you stay?
Should I stick around for another day or two?
Don't give up on me
I won't give up on me
Just believe in me
I believe in you
Don't give up
Hey World, what you say?
Hey World, what you say?
Hey World, what you say?
Peace
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day youll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And youll no longer burn
To be brothers in arms
Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
Ive watched all your suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms
Theres so many different worlds
So many differents suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones
Now the suns gone to hell
And the moons riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But its written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
Were fools to make war
On our brothers in arms
Seconds
It takes a second to say goodbye, say goodbye
It takes a second to say goodbye, say goodbye,
Say bye bye - where are you going to now?
Lightning flashes across the sky
East to west - do or die
Like a thief in the night
See the world by candlelight
In an apartment on Times Square
You can assemble them anywhere
Held to ransom - hell to pay
A revolution every day
USSR, GDR, London, New York, Peking
It's the puppets, it's the puppets who pull the strings
Say goodbye, say goodbye
Say goodbye, say goodbye
Say goodbye
It takes a second to say goodbye, say goodbye
Push the button and pull the plug - say goodbye
And they do the atomic bomb
Do they know where the dance comes from?
Yes, they're doing the atomic bomb
They want you to sing along
Say goodbye, say goodbye
Say goodbye, say goodbye
Peace
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
Baby's good to me, you know,
She's happy as can be, you know,
She said so.
I'm in love with her and I feel fine.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f9a4ThBNacY&feature=related
and reveling in it's loyalty. It's made by forming coalitions
over specific principles, goals, and policies.
http://i36.tinypic.com/66j31x.jpg
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http://www.jerryhannan.com/file.php?id=314&access=download
I built these walls around myself
not to say that I'm proud
didn't mean to grab your curiosity
they're made to guard me from the crowd
so if you'll please keep your distance
let this comedy unfurl
well i might just have a masterpiece
i might just change the world
so keep your hands off of my sandcastle
you're gonna want it for your own
you're gonna think that you can make it better
and the walls come crumblin' down
gonna take this madness all the way
i've already crossed the line
once you jump you know you're powerless
ain't no changing my mind
so keep your hands off of my sandcastle
you're gonna want it for your own
you're gonna think that you can make it better
and the walls come crumblin' down
mmm hmmm
so don't try to help me and don't ask why
i'm free to do as I'm free to die
we're all free to believe our own lies
here comes the rising tide
so keep your hands off of my sandcastle
you're gonna want it for your own
you're gonna think that you can make it better
and the walls come crumblin' down
these breakin' waves are gonna break our hearts
and the walls come crumblin' down
come crumblin' down
[Just one more example of why Berkeley2 was the BEST Ed Show, oh yes, Society sung by the source! http://www.jerryhannan.com/ If you haven't seen his vid for Society yet, ohhh my, you're in for a treat!]
His timing is excellent. Very dependable bassist to jam behind.
crazy fingers wooten no doubt.
and reveling in it's loyalty. It's made by forming coalitions
over specific principles, goals, and policies.
http://i36.tinypic.com/66j31x.jpg
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jVQEe8OI3zk&feature=related
The drummer is lame, but vic can groove. Leaves more of those tasty fills for me
and reveling in it's loyalty. It's made by forming coalitions
over specific principles, goals, and policies.
http://i36.tinypic.com/66j31x.jpg
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( o.O)
(")_(")
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ln6b_nBM-V8
and reveling in it's loyalty. It's made by forming coalitions
over specific principles, goals, and policies.
http://i36.tinypic.com/66j31x.jpg
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coming of age during the plague
of reagan and bush
watching capitalism gun down democracy
it had this funny effect on me
i guess
i am cancer
i am HIV
and i'm down at the blue jesus
blue cross hospital
just lookin' up from my pillow
feeling blessed
and the mighty multinationals
have monopolized the oxygen
so it's as easy as breathing
for us all to participate
yes they're buying and selling
off shares of air
and you know it's all around you
but it's hard to point and say "there"
so you just sit on your hands
and quietly contemplate
your next bold move
the next thing you're gonna need to prove
to yourself
what a waste of thumbs that are opposable
to make machines that are disposable
and sell them to seagulls flying in circles
around one big right wing
yes, the left wing was broken long ago
by the slingshot of cointelpro
and now it's so hard to have faith in
anything
especially your next bold move
or the next thing you're gonna need to prove
to yourself
you want to track each trickle
back to its source
and then scream up the faucet
'til your face is hoarse
cuz you're surrounded by a world's worth
of things you just can't excuse
but you've got the hard cough of a chain smoker
and you're at the arctic circle playing strip poker
and it's getting colder and colder
everytime you lose
so go ahead
make your next bold move
tell us
what's the next thing you're gonna need to prove
to yourself
www.amnesty.org.uk
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Fxk2JrZgvA&NR=1
rearviewmirror live/.
There must be some kind of way outa here
Freedom, give it to me
That's what I want now
Freedom, that's what I need now
And so castles made of sand, fall in the sea, eventually
It must not have been right, so forever, goodnight
Excuse me while i kiss the sky
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
Warm yourself by the fire, son,
And the morning will come soon.
I’ll tell you stories of a better time,
In a place that we once knew.
Before we packed our bags
And left all this behind us in the dust,
We had a place that we could call home,
And a life no one could touch.
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You wont let me down, down, down!
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You wont let me down, down, down!
Down!
We are the angry and the desperate,
The hungry, and the cold,
We are the ones who kept quiet,
And always did what we were told.
But we’ve been sweating while you slept so calm,
In the safety of your home.
We’ve been pulling out the nails that hold up
Everything you’ve known.
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You wont let me down, down, down!
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You wont let me down, down, down!
So open your eyes child,
Let’s be on our way.
Broken windows and ashes
Are guiding the way.
Keep quiet no longer,
We’ll sing through the day,
Of the lives that we’ve lost,
And the lives we’ve reclaimed.
Go!
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You wont let me down, down, down!
Don’t hold me up now,
I can stand my own ground,
I don’t need your help now,
You wont let me down, down, down!
Don’t hold me up…
(I don’t need your help, I’ll stand my ground)
Don’t hold me up…
(I don’t need your help)
No! No! No!
Don’t hold me up!
(I don’t need your help, I’ll stand my ground)
Don’t hold me up!
(I don’t need your help, I’ll stand my ground)
Don’t let me down, down, down, down, down!
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DoomsDay Clock
Is everyone afraid?
Is everyone ashamed?
They're running towards their holes to find out
Apocalyptic means are lost amongst our dead
A message to our friends to get out
There's wages on this fear
Oh so clear
Depends on what you'll pay to hear
They're bound to kill us all
In white-washed halls
The jackals lick their paws
Please don't stop
It's lonely at the top
These lonely days
When will they ever stop?
This doomsday clock tickin' in my heart
Not broken
I love life everyday
in each and every way
Khafka would be proud, to find out
I'm certain of the end,
it's the means that has me spooked
It takes an unknown truth to get out
I'm guessing that I'm born free, silly me
I was meant to beg from my knees
(chorus)
Please don't stop
It's lonely at the top
These lonely days
wWhen will they ever stop?
This doomsday clock ticking in my heart
These lonely days when will they ever stop?
We gotta dig in
Gas masks on
Wait in the sunshine, all bug-eyed
If this is living?
Sakes alive!
Well then they can't win, no one survives
Is everyone afraid?
You should be ashamed
Apocalyptic screams mean nothing to the dead
Kissing that ol' sun to know all there is
Come onn, last call!
You should want it all!
(chorus)
Ah, it's lonely at the top
These lonely days when will they ever stop?
This doomsday clock
Ticking in my heart
These lonely days when will they ever stop?
This ticking in my heart
Is everyone afraid?
Peace
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
Give me love
Give me peace on earth
Give me light
Give me life
Keep me free from birth
Give me hope
Help me cope, with this heavy load
Trying to, touch and reach you with,
Heart and soul
Om m m m m m m m m m m m m m
M m m my lord . . .
Please take hold of my hand, that
I might understand you
Won't you please
Oh won't you
Give me love
Give me love
Give me peace on earth
Give me light
Give me life
Keep me free from birth
Give me hope
Help me cope, with this heavy load
Trying to, touch and reach you with,
Heart and soul
Om m m m m m m m m m m m m m
M m m my lord . . .
Please take hold of my hand, that
I might understand you
Thank-you, George, for shining your beautiful and Brilliant Light across the decades and across all dimensions...eternally.
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Rhinocerous Surprise '08!!!
Ganje Babe
I wanna make it slow
Sensemille
I wanna make it slow
Make me feel ya
Heavy medicine
Ya see my eyes are feeling red again
Im bringin light
Like thomas funky edison
Been in the desert for forty seven days
Purple haze
The poison that I tasted never changed
Turn up the woofers so I can feel the beat
Vibrate my belly like a bomb in harmony
Summer heat
My back is sticking to me to the seat
Bare feet
Tank top and shorts is all ya need
Summer breeze
Im feelin kinda fine
Im rollin with my shorty all the time
Wind and grind lovely shake your behind
Cinnamon skin be bringing sin to my mind
But whether or not the weathers hot
Or the weathers cold
Im wrapping her like a blanket with my whole soul
So that she can feel me
Like coca cola Im the woo-o-oh oh the sweet thing
My girl lollipop she growing mad crops
She rollin herbs everyday
At about 4 o clock
Tick tock
Strike the hammer while the irons hot
Ooh girl watcha got cooking in the pot
See mary mary quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
Hydrophonic ultra supersonic
Or does it grow naturally slow?
(chorus)
Ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
I love tha way ya love me and the way ya misbehavin
Ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
Come wake body-ody take my mind away
Everybody get down and do the boogaloo
Just like the cover of I want you
Yoo hooo look watcha gonna do
Watcha gonna do when the rent comes due
Round up the posse and call up the crew
5 bucks at the door and ya bring ya own booze
Call ya neighbor cause they can come too
Be sure and bring ya records cause I only got a few
So baa baa black sheep have you any wool
Yes sir, yes sir a nickle bagful
One for my partner one for my crew
Some for my ganja baby she needs 2
Cuz just like me they want to be... cool
My two favorite things especially these days... Michael Franti of then....Disposable Heroes Of Hiphoprisy
Music And Politics
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
I would tell you that sometimes it’s easier to desire
and pursue the attention and admiration of 100 strangers
than it is to accept the love and loyalty
of those closest to me
And I would tell you that sometimes
I prefer to look at myself
through someone else’s eyes
Eyes that aren’t clouded with the tears of knowing
what an asshole I can be, as yours are.
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
I might be able to listen in silence to your concerns
rather than hearing everything as an accusation
or an indictment against me
I would tell you that sometimes
I use sex to avoid communication
it’s the best escape when we’re down on our luck
But I can express more emotions than laughter, anger, and let’s fuck
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
I would tell you that I pooped in my own dog dish
And sometimes I would rather face not eating
than face licking it clean
And admitting when I’m selfish
And I’d tell you that I’m suffering
from the worst type of loneliness
The loneliness of being misunderstood,
or more poignantly
the loneliness of being afraid
to allow myself to be understood
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
I would tell you that the personal revolution
is far more difficult
and is the first step in any revolution
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
If ever I would stop thinking about music and politics
I would tell you that music is the expression of emotion
And that politics is merely the decoy of perception.
Peace
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
Peace
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
Talkin', talkin' to the people
Tryin' to get them to go your way
Tellin' lies, not to worry
That we won't be led astray
So blind, unsignified
Your opponents always lying
Think about the mistakes you make
I believe America's at stake
You know, busin', busin' is the issue
If you have a plan wager
If you have a plan
If you've got a master plan
Got to vote for you
Hey hey, got to vote for you
You're the man
We don't wanna hear no more lies
About how you planned a compromise
We want our dollar value increased
Employment to rise
The nation's taxation
Is causin' all, all this inflation
Don't give us no V sign
Turn around and rob the people blind
Economics is the issue
Do you have a plan wager?
'Cause if you've got a master plan
Got to vote for you
You're the man
(8 times, over scat singing):
Don't you understand?
There's misery in the land
(One version fades out
during this; read further
for a longer version)
People marching on Washington
Better hear what they have to say
'Cause the tables just might
turn against you, brother
Set around Election Day
Politics and hypocrites
Is turning us all into lunatics
Can you take the guns from our sons?
Right all the wrongs this
administration has done?
Peace and freedom is the issue
Do you have a plan wager?
If you've got a plan
If you've got a master plan
Got to vote for you
Hey hey, got to vote for you
'Cause you're the man
(repeat and fade):
Got to vote for you
Peace
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
Is Love Enough?
We want freedom of speech
But we all talking at the same time
We say we want peace
but nobody wants to change thier own mind
And it goes on and on and on
For a thousand year
And it goes on and on and on
What language are your tears
Everybody wants to live the life of kings and queens
But nobody wants to stay and plow the fields
Everybody wants to tell thier neighbors how to live
But nobody wants to listen to how they feel
And it goes on and on and on
For a thousand year
And it goes on and on and on
What language are your tears
But what I got to say one more time is
Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah
Or could you love some more
Is it Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah
Or could you love some more
Is it Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah
Or could you love some more
Is it Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah, Love enough yeah
Oh tell you could you love some more
And it goes on and on and on
For a thousand year
And it goes on and on and on
What language are your tears
What language are you tears
What language is your laughter
What language is your sadness
What language is your joy
It goes on and on and on
for a thousand years
And it goes on and on and on
What language are your tears
Peace
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)
To the sound of a heartbeat pounding away
To the rhythm of the awful rusted machines
We toss and turn but don't sleep
Each breath we take makes us thieves
Like causes without rebels
Just talk but promise nothing else
We crawl on our knees for you
Under a sky no longer blue
We sweat all day long for you
But we sow seeds to see us through
Though sometimes dreams just don't come true
We wait to reap what we are due
To the rhythm of a time bomb ticking away
And the blare of the sirens combing the streets
Chased down like dogs we run from
Your grasp until the sun comes up
We crawl on our knees for you
Under a sky no longer blue
We sweat all day long for you
But we sow seeds to see us through
Though sometimes dreams just don't come true
Look now at what they've done to you
White needles buried in the red
The engine roars and then it gives
But never dies
'Cuz we don't live
We just survive
On the scraps that you throw away
I won't crawl on my knees for you
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I won't believe the lies that hide the truth
I won't sweat one more drop for you
'Cuz we are the rust upon your gears
We are the insects in your ears
We crawl
We crawl
We crawl... all over you
We sow the seeds to see us through
Our days are precious and so few
We all reap what we are due
Under this sky no longer blue,
We bring a dawn long overdue
We crawl
We crawl
We crawl... all over you
do you know the cost of future misery?
have you lost your sense of sustainability?
we are just a step away
from realizing what we strive to be
but we've got to break out
from this insulated blind and lame senility
wake up the new america
wo-oh!
transcend the mass hysteria
wo-oh! wo-oh!
change is the thing you're wary of
wo-oh! wo-oh!
we need a new america
wo-oh! wo-oh!
laurels, human triumph,
bestowments from the past
victories don't mean a thing
if they don't last
we are just marching toward extinction
with blinders on our eyes
jeopardizing everything
we've learned and come to realize
you call that wise?
open your eyes america
wo-oh! wo-oh!
see through the lies they tell to us
wo-oh! wo-oh!
confront the fears that worry us
wo-oh! wo-oh!
we need a new america
wo-oh! wo-oh!
we don't have to be afraid to re-invent
we've got to start to build,
progress, and implement
for when we take our fill,
and never pay the price
we only build ourselves a fleeting,
false paradise
you can live in staunch denial
and mark me as your enemy
but I'm just a voice among the throng
who want a brighter destiny
they say with me
we are the new america
wo-oh! wo-oh!
this is the new america?
wo-oh wo-oh!
we are the new america
wo-oh! wo-oh!
this is the new america?
wo-oh! wo-oh!