All right
We are scanning the scene
In the city tonite
We are looking for you
To start up a fight
There is an evil feeling
In our brains
But it is nothing new
You know it drives us insane
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
There is no escape
And that is for sure
This is the end we won't take any more
Say goodbye
To the world you live in
You have always been taking
But now you are giving
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Our brains are on fire
With the feeling to kill
And it will not go away
Until our dreams are fulfilled
There is only one thing
On our minds
Don't try running away
Cause you're the one we will find
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
I think this song was written jest, as well. Here's another Metallica song written about a famous anti war novel by Dalton Trumbo called "Johnny Got His Gun".
One
Metallica
I Can't Remember Anything
Can't 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
I'm 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 Can't Look Forward to Reveal
Look to the Time When I'll 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 I'm 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
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Oh my name it is nothin'
My age it means less
The country I come from
Is called the Midwest
I's taught and brought up there
The laws to abide
And that land that I live in
Has God on its side.
Oh the history books tell it
They tell it so well
The cavalries charged
The Indians fell
The cavalries charged
The Indians died
Oh the country was young
With God on its side.
Oh the Spanish-American
War had its day
And the Civil War too
Was soon laid away
And the names of the heroes
I's made to memorize
With guns in their hands
And God on their side.
Oh the First World War, boys
It closed out its fate
The reason for fighting
I never got straight
But I learned to accept it
Accept it with pride
For you don't count the dead
When God's on your side.
When the Second World War
Came to an end
We forgave the Germans
And we were friends
Though they murdered six million
In the ovens they fried
The Germans now too
Have God on their side.
I've learned to hate Russians
All through my whole life
If another war starts
It's them we must fight
To hate them and fear them
To run and to hide
And accept it all bravely
With God on my side.
But now we got weapons
Of the chemical dust
If fire them we're forced to
Then fire them we must
One push of the button
And a shot the world wide
And you never ask questions
When God's on your side.
In a many dark hour
I've been thinkin' about this
That Jesus Christ
Was betrayed by a kiss
But I can't think for you
You'll have to decide
Whether Judas Iscariot
Had God on his side.
So now as I'm leavin'
I'm weary as Hell
The confusion I'm feelin'
Ain't no tongue can tell
The words fill my head
And fall to the floor If God's on our side
He'll stop the next war.
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Well I'm about to get sick
From watchin' my TV
Been checkin' out the news
Until my eyeballs fail to see
I mean to say that every day
Is just another rotten mess
And when it's gonna change, my friends
Is anybody's guess
So I'm watchin' and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Even think I'll go to prayin'
Every time I hear 'em sayin'
That there's no way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
No way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
Wednesday I watched the riot...
I seen the cops out on the street
Watched 'em throwin' rocks and stuff
And chokin' in the heat
Listened to reports
About the whisky passin' 'round
Seen the smoke & fire
And the market burnin' down
Watched while everybody
On his street would take a turn
To stomp and smash and bash and crash
And slash and bust and burn
And I'm watchin' and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Even think I'll go to prayin'
Every time I hear 'em sayin'
That there's no way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
No way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
Well you can cool it,
You can heat it...
'cause, baby, I don't need it...
Take your TV tube and eat it
'n all that phony stuff on sports
'n all the unconfirmed reports
You know I watched that rotten box
Until my head began to hurt
From checkin' out the way
The newsmen say they get the dirt
Before the guys on channel so-and-so
And further they assert
That any show they'll interrupt
To bring you news if it comes up
They say that if the place blows up
They'll be the first to tell
Because the boys they got downtown
Are workin' hard and doin' swell,
And if anybody gets the news
Before it hits the street,
They say that no one blabs it faster
Their coverage can't be beat
And if another woman driver
Gets machine-gunned from her seat
They'll send some joker with a brownie
And you'll see it all complete
So I'm watchin' and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Even think I'll go to prayin'
Every time I hear 'em sayin'
That there's no way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
No way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
Hey you know something people
I'm not black
But there's a whole lots a times
I wish I could say I'm not white
Well, I seen the fires burnin'
And the local people turnin'
On the merchants and the shops
Who used to sell their brooms and mops
And every other household item
Watched the mob just turn and bite 'em
And they say it served 'em right
Because a few of them are white,
And it's the same across the nation
Black & white discrimination
They're yellin' "you can't understand me!"
And all the other crap they hand me
In the papers and TV
'n all that mass stupidity
That seems to grow more every day
Each time you hear some nitwit say
He wants to go and do you in
Because the color of your skin
Just don't appeal to him
(no matter if it's black or white)
Because he's out for blood tonight
You know we gotta sit around at home
And watch this thing begin
But I bet there won't be many left
To see it really end
'cause the fire in the street
Ain't like the fire in my heart
And in the eyes of all these people
Don't you know that this could start
On any street in any town
In any state if any clown
Decides that now's the time to fight
For some ideal he thinks is right
And if a million more agree
There ain't no great society
As it applies to you and me
Our country isn't free
And the law refuses to see
If all that you can ever be
Is just a lousy janitor
Unless your uncle owns a store
You know that five in every four
Just one amount and nothin' more
Don't watch the rats go across the floor
And make up songs about being poor
Blow you harmonica son!
AND
Better Way - Ben Harper
I'm a living sunset
Lightning in my bones
Push me to the edge
But my will is stone
Fools will be fools
And wise will be wise
But I will look this world
Straight in the eyes
What good is a man
Who won't take a stand
What good is a cynic
With no better plan
Reality is sharp
It cuts at me like a knife
Everyone I know
Is in the fight of their life
Take your face out of your hands
And clear your eyes
You have a right to your dreams
And don't be denied
I believe in a better way
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
The night is black
Without a moon
The air is thick, and still
The vigilantes gather on
The lonely torchlit hill
Features distorted in the flickering light
The faces are twisted and grotesque
Silent and stern in the sweltering night
The mob moves like demons possessed
Quiet in conscience, calm in their right ---
Confident their ways are best
The righteous rise
With burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat, and burn, and kill
They say there are strangers, who threaten us
In our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness, too dangerous
In our theatres and bookstore shelves
That those who know whats best for us ---
Must rise and save us from ourselves
Quick to judge
Quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear
Walk hand in hand
Hey there pretty girl can I kiss you?
With all you've said to me I think I'll miss you
And she said, "No one can kiss me while people scream
They're screaming for me"
Chorus:
One gun added on to the one gun
One gun added on on on
One gun added on to the one gun
One gun added on on on
Hey there pretty girl what is with you?
Don't you know the love that wants to kiss you?
And she said, "You may dream believe I see
All the people who are in need"
Chorus
Hey there pretty girl I will let you
Do just what you want until I can get you
And she said, "One more gun set free makes people scream
They're screaming for me"
Chorus
Hey there pretty girl please take me with you
With all you've said to me I think I'll miss you
And she said, "Come on man with me and see
We will kiss all the people free"
Lay down
Lay down
Lay your sweet lovely on the ground
Lay your love on the track
We’re gonna break the monster’s back
Yes we are…
Lay down your treasure
Lay it down now brother
You don’t have time
For a jealous lover
As you enter this life
I pray you depart
With a wrinkled face
And a brand new heart
I don’t know if I can take it
I’m not easy on my knees
Here’s my heart you can break it
I need some release, release, release
We need
Love and peace
Love and peace
Lay down
Lay down your guns
All your daughters of Zion
All your Abraham sons
I don’t know if I can make it
I’m not easy on my knees
Here’s my heart and you can break it
I need some release, release, release
We need
Love and peace
Love and peace
Baby don’t fight
We can talk this thing through
It’s not a big problem
It’s just me and you
You can call or I’ll phone
The TV is still on
But the sound is turned down
And the troops on the ground
Are about to dig in
And I wonder where is the love?
Where is the love?
Where is the love?
Where is the love?
Love and peace
got ya number than number than numb
Empty ya pockets son; they got you thinkin that
What ya need is what they sellin
Make you think that buyin is rebellin
>From the theaters to malls on every shore
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
The frontline is everywhere, there be no shelter here
Speilberg the nightmare works so push it far
Amistad was a whip, the truth was feathered and tarred
Memory erased, burned and scarred
Trade in ya history for a VCR
Cinema, simulated life, ill drama
Fourth Reich culture - Americana
Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
There be no shelter here
Tha frontline is everywhere
Hospitals not profit full
Yet market bulls got pockets full
To advertise some hip disguise
View tha world from American eyes
Tha poor adore keep fiendin for more
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
They fix the need, develop the taste
Buy their products or get laid to waste
Coca-Cola is back in the veins of Saigon
And Rambo too, he got a dope pair of Nikes on
And Godzilla pure muthafuckin filler
To keep ya eyes off the real killer
Cinema, simulated life, ill drama
Fourth Reich culture - Americana
Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
American eyes, American eyes
View the world from American eyes
Bury the past, rob us blind
And leave nothin behind
Just stare
Relive the nightmare
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
There's nothing you can do that can't be done.
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung.
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game.
It's easy.
Nothing you can make that can't be made.
No one you can save that can't be saved.
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time.
It's easy.
All you need is love.
All you need is love.
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need.
All you need is love.
All you need is love.
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need.
Nothing you can know that isn't known.
Nothing you can see that isn't shown.
Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.
It's easy.
All you need is love.
All you need is love.
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need.
All you need is love (All together, now!)
All you need is love. (Everybody!)
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need (love is all you need).
Yee-hai!
Oh yeah!
She loves you, yeah yeah yeah.
She loves you, yeah yeah yeah.
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Got the new Ani in the mail today!!! This one is for her, she's been quite an inspiration, showing me how to live much stronger.
willing to fight - ani difranco
the windows of my soul are made of one way glass
don't bother looking into my eyes if there's something you want
to know just ask
i got a dead bolt stroll
where i'm going is clear
i won't wait for you
to wonder
i'll just tell you why
i'm here
'cause i know the
biggest crime
is to just throw
up your hands
say this has nothing
to do with me
i just want to live
as comfortably
as i can
you got to look outside
your eyes
you got to think outside
your brain
you got to walk outside
your life
to where the neighborhood
changes tell me
who's your boogie man
that's who i will be
you don't have to like me
for who i am but we'll see
what you're made of by
what you make of me
i think it's absurd that you think i
am the derelict daughter
i fight fire with words
words are hotter than flames
words are wetter than water
i got friends all over this country
i got friends in other countries too
i got friends i haven't met yet
i got friends i never new
i got lovers who's eyes
i've only seen at a glance
i got strangers
for great grandchildren
i got strangers for ancestors
i was a long time coming i'll be a
long time gone
you got your whole life to do something
and that's not very long
so why don't you give me a call
when you decide you're willing to fight
for what you think is real
for what you think is right
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Don't you feel a change a coming
from another side of time
breaking down the walls of silence
lifting shadows from your mind
Placing back the missing mirrors
that before you couldn't find
filling mysteries of emptiness
that yesterday left behind
And we all know it's better
Yesterday has past
now let's all start the living
for the one that's going to last
Don't you feel the day is coming
that will stay and remain
when your children see the answers
that you saw the same
when the clouds have all gone
there will be no more rain
and the beauty of all things
is uncovered again
Don't you feel the day is coming
and it won't be too soon
when the people of the world
can all live in one room
when we shake off the ancient
shake off the ancient chains of our tomb
we will all be born again
of the eternal womb
because you are too closeminded to accept that there are 2 sides to the view / argument?
it is vulger attitudes such as your statement that cause tension in the world
Vulgar? Attacking this thread with bullshit is tactless. Sure you can post what and where you want, but it's in poor taste to try to bring us down when we're trying to be hopeful about the possibility of peace. Like I said before, every other thread on this goddamn board is filled with war and hate....how about we just let this one be?
When I find myself in times of trouble, mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree,
there will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is still a chance that they will see,
there will be an answer. let it be.
Let it be, let it be, .....
And when the night is cloudy, there is still a light, that shines on me,
shine until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music, mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
from the new ani album, which they sent 8 days before the release date and sounds amazing
millennium theater
millennium theater
get out there and buy that water and gas
Ramadan orange alert
everybody put on your gas mask
first leak it out about the president
then stand up and shout "impeachment"
pulling coat tails out from under that little V.P.
before he has a chance to get in the driver's seat
millennium spectacle
everybody put on a show
slip a little prince in the back door
21st century here we go
digital whiplash
so many formats so little time
while out in TV nation
under darkening skies
the resistance is just waiting
to be organized
halliburton, enron
chief justice is for sale
yucca mountain goddesses
their tears they form a trail
trickle down pollution
patriarchies realign
the ice caps melt
and new orleans bides her time
new orleans bides her time
ladies and gentlemen
welcome to tonight's show
the millennium theater
asks that you not smoke
please turn off your cell phones
and forget what you think you know
standin above the crowd
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
For no real reason other than to find the sickest lyrics I could post
Fucked With A Knife
by Cannibal Corpse
No escape from your fate
Destined to be mine
Every night I wait to see
In the night, watching
Stalking your every move
I know when you're alone
All alone
Tied tight to the bed
Legs spread open
Bruised flesh, lacerations
Skin stained with blood
I'm the only one you love
I feel her heart beating
My knife deep inside
Her crotch is bleeding
She liked the way it felt inside her
Fucking her, harder, harder
She liked the way it felt inside her
Fucking her, harder, harder
Stick it in
Rip the skin
Carve and twist
Torn flesh
From behind
I cut her crotch
In her ass
I stuck my cock
Killing as I cum
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
That's a good one. It was the first political song I had ever heard, in fact it was the first "pop" song I had ever heard when all my parents listened to were either country radio or... well organ music at church. My music teacher played "Blowin' In The Wind," in 3rd grade at a private Catholic school and it more or less altered the course of my developmental history from then on. I remember even at that very young age, "getting it."
that:
There are men who control everything from religions, schools, and even the whole armed forces I had until then only seen in war movies my dad used to watch. These men professed faith in whatever it was that they sought to accomplish control over - from religions, schools, and those armed forces - but were never able to attain it, hence people still don't know who/what God is, they would still be more or less apes if there were no schooling/education, and there will always be war as long as there are armed forces! Quite the revelations for an 8 year old. I didn't exactly have a good running relationship with my dad, hence I was already ready to figure thing's out on my own, almost always in pursuit of some empirical explanation for most of the thing's other maybe take for granted.
That the answer's were indeed "Blowing in the wind," that they were already there, but we as a society must alter our perspective as a whole in order to achieve some sense of order. I kid you not when I say when I heard that song, everything changed - until then all I knew was the totalitarian regiment of school, play, school, play, abuse, play, abuse, play... Now I'm ready to get to know anything, even that humanity can be changed, and that the last breath of this military-industrial complex can't be too far off. And Dylan is coming out with a new album too! It's called Modern Times, apparently.
Come on
Come on
You think you drive me crazy, well
Come on
Come on
You and whose army?
You and your cronies
Come on
Come on
Holy Roman Empire
Come on if you think
Come on if you think
You can take us on
You can take us on
You and whose army?
You and your cronies
You forget so easy
We ride tonight
We ride tonight
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
We ride tonight
We ride tonight
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
they tell us there are only two sides to be on
if you are on our side you’re right, if not, you’re wrong
but are we innocent, paragons of good?
is our guilt erased by the pain that we’ve endured? endured?
hey look it’s time to pledge allegiance
I love my dirty Uncle Sam
our country’s marching to the beat now
and we must learn to step in time
where is the questioning, where is the protest song?
since when is skepticism un-American?
dissent’s not treason but they talk like it’s the same
those who disagree are afraid to show their face. their face.
let’s break out our old machines now
it sure is good to see them run again
oh gentlemen, start your engines
and we know where we get the oil from
are you feeling alright now?
(is this why we unite?)
paint myself all red, white, and blue
(reasons to unite)
are you singing let’s fight now?
(if you hate this time)
innocent people die, uh oh
(remember we’re the time!)
show you love your country go out and spend some cash
red, white, blue hot pants doing it for Uncle Sam
now flex your muscles show them we’re stronger than the rest
raise your hands up baby, are you sure that we’re the best?
we’ll come out with our fists raised
the good old boys are back on top again
and if we let them lead us blindly
the past becomes the future once again
are you feeling alright now?
(reasons to unite)
paint myself all red, white, and blue
(is this why we unite?)
are you singing let’s fight now?
(if you hate this time)
innocent people die, uh oh
(remember we’re the time!)
are you singing let’s fight now?
(there’s reasons to unite)
innocent people die, uh oh
(is this why we unite?)
know that we’re the time
(if you hate this time)
know that we’re the time
(remember we’re the time!)
Artist: Zack de la Rocha Lyrics
Song: We Want It All
There they are now
The master of law
Throwing flowers on a casket of our broken dreams
Most thieves are silent
But these ones scream
These ones scream
We want it all
We want it all
I heard you talkin' my friend
I think you lost your mind
That somebody's listenin'
And then biding their time
Somebody's watchin'
Cause we wouldn't fight
For someone else's war
Could you hold on a second
For a second someone's at my door
Screaming hate is love
And fiction is fact
Honesty is deceit
That silence is security
And war is peace
'Cause we want it all
Can you hear the little girls asking
Daddy where have all the little boys gone
They don't meet us at the mall
Daddy where have all the little boys gone
The little girls, they ask me
They don't tease us in classroom
They have left us all behind
The little boys are fighting
The little boys are dying
It's our patriotic duty
To preserve our way of life
To make sweet love tonight
See these lovely lonesome ladies
All these lonely lovely ladies
Keep on kockin' on my door
And it's so easy to score
I'm the only game in town
They don't ignore me anymore
Now i know why dirty old men are always pushin' for war
Now i know why dirty old men are always pushin' for war
I've become a dirty old man with a hard-on for war
Two, one, two, three, four
Ev'rybody's talking about
Bagism, Shagism, Dragism, Madism,
Ragism, Tagism
This-ism, That-ism, is-m, is-m, is-m
All we are saying is give piece a chance,
All we are saying is give piece a chance
C'mon
Ev'rybody's talking about ministers,
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
Revoluton, evolution, masturbation,
Flagellation, regulation, integrations,
Meditations, United Nations,
Congratulations
Ev'rybody's talking about
John and Yoko, Timmy Leary, Rosemary,
Tommy Smothers, Bobby Dylan,
Tommy Copper,
Derek Taylor, Norman Mailer,
Allen Ginsberg, Hare Krishna,
Hare
Krishna
My numbers up
My time has come
Sounds like they're playing my song
On the altar
My picture
Will be there while im gone
There'll be time for laughing
There is no time to cry
Soon I will be leaving
Look me in the eye
No matter what's in front of me
It's your face that I'll see
And the future of our young one
And this is what fuels me
There's no time for laughing
There's no time to cry
Soon I will be leaving
Look me in the eye
The oath I took
Not so seriously
The worlds gathered steam
And caught up with me
And my decisions been made
Some other place
By someone I don't know
And they don't know me
This is no time for laughing
There's no time to cry
Soon I will be leaving
Look me in the eye
Scrap the extras -
Let's keep our eyes wide open
Cut out the spareparts -
Let's keep our eyes wide open
Keep our eyes wide open
Fuck the idol -
Let's keep our eyes wide open
Reject the star -
Star, star, star
Let's feed ourselves some -
Let's keep our eyes wide open
Destruction
Convention blackmails -
Let's keep our eyes wide open
Creativity -
Yeah! Yeah!
This lack of challange -
Let's keep our eyes wide open
Kills me, kills me, kills me, kills me
Scrap the extras -
Let's keep our eyes wide open
Cut out the spareparts
Fuck the idol, idol -
Let's keep our eyes wide open
Reject the star
The rhymes of revolution
Poetry written in gasoline!
The rhymes of revolution
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Manipulate the obvious
Cowards bought by traditionalist manners
Scream at the herd that are heard the most
Without substance and with useless... banners
Banners, banners, banners
Your art, your art, is worth, is worth nothing
Like a city with no meaning
Like a city, with no meaning, with no meaning
Your creation holds, holds no hope
The rhymes of revolution!
Yeah! Yeah!
The rhymes of revolution!
Poetry written in gasoline!
Poetry written in gasoline!
Poetry written in gasoline!
Ah! Yeah!
You had a witness over there!
"Poetry Written In Gasoline"
By Refused.
Poignant, powerful.
"You had a witness over there."
But then someone blew them up.
Now nobody knows, whether you are a friend or foe.
Nobody knows, whether we are their friend or foe.
Because we're American, we don't see the obvious.
Unless it is manipulated to reflect our own narrow-minded congress.
Unless we take the lead, we're served our nations' actions as seen from the backseat.
While they criticize, we're blind. While we nationalize every international issue, we forget about the rest of them, our neighbors in the land outside our congress.
They attack, we retreat. Then we attack from our blind-spot, we're sending out our bombs from the darkest centre of Oz. Because we killed the witness - we've lost their point of view, we're one sided, all war.
I don't believe anyone knows whether we are a friend or foe. I think that's why there's still war. All anyone knows is everyone is up to something.
The terrorists use counter-terror, counter-terrorists use terror. It's unwritten poetry in gasoline that we create our own enemies, that we have no allies nor do we allow our enemies any allies - that's why there is unconditional war, because no one can win, even the successor of the fight will lose casualties and lose faith.
Victory is a simulacrum.
You've lost once the war has begun.
You've lost the war, because you didn't prevent the war.
You've lost lives and allies.
Victory only means you've survived.
Your men are dead.
So are your feelings.
War should be prevented - that's the course of government.
To provide protection is to prevent war from ever happening.
Otherwise you've invited that mishappening.
To accept war as the only candidate, is to allow the rule of archaic terrorism and subversive despotism - to play their game, to lose your lives, unconditionally no one wins.
So, "Poetry Written In Gasoline," might mean:
Victorious war is invalid.
Once the bombs go off, we've already lost.
Try, try, try to hold on...
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler,
The gambler,
The back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dew
I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee
He spoke to me in the voice so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet
He called my name and my heart stood still
When he said, "John go do My will!"
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler,
The gambler,
The back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand
Workin' in the dark Against Your Fellow Man
But as sure as God made black and white
What's down in the dark will be brought to the light
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler,
The gambler,
The back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
If you keep yourself as the final arbiter you will be less susceptible to infection from cultural illusion.
If you could blow up the world
With the flick of a switch
Would you do it?
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
If you could make everybody poor
Just so you could be rich
Would you do it?
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
If you could watch everybody work
While you just lay on your back
Would you do it?
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
If you could take all the love
Without giving any back
Would you do it?
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
And so we cannot know ourselves
Or what we'd really do
With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you do?
With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you do?
(No no no no, no no no no)
If you could make your own money
And then give it to everybody
Would you do it?
(No no no no, no no no no)
If you knew all the answers
And could give to the masses
Would you do it?
(No no no no, no no no no)
Are you crazy?
It's a very dangerous thing to do
Exactly what you want
Because you cannot know yourself,
Or what you'd really do
With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you
Do do do do, do do do do [x6]
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah) [x26]
With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you do?
With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you do?
With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you do?
(I quit, you, you... I didn't make it all the way through that.)
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I think this song was written jest, as well. Here's another Metallica song written about a famous anti war novel by Dalton Trumbo called "Johnny Got His Gun".
One
Metallica
I Can't Remember Anything
Can't 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
I'm 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 Can't Look Forward to Reveal
Look to the Time When I'll 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 I'm 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
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Oh my name it is nothin'
My age it means less
The country I come from
Is called the Midwest
I's taught and brought up there
The laws to abide
And that land that I live in
Has God on its side.
Oh the history books tell it
They tell it so well
The cavalries charged
The Indians fell
The cavalries charged
The Indians died
Oh the country was young
With God on its side.
Oh the Spanish-American
War had its day
And the Civil War too
Was soon laid away
And the names of the heroes
I's made to memorize
With guns in their hands
And God on their side.
Oh the First World War, boys
It closed out its fate
The reason for fighting
I never got straight
But I learned to accept it
Accept it with pride
For you don't count the dead
When God's on your side.
When the Second World War
Came to an end
We forgave the Germans
And we were friends
Though they murdered six million
In the ovens they fried
The Germans now too
Have God on their side.
I've learned to hate Russians
All through my whole life
If another war starts
It's them we must fight
To hate them and fear them
To run and to hide
And accept it all bravely
With God on my side.
But now we got weapons
Of the chemical dust
If fire them we're forced to
Then fire them we must
One push of the button
And a shot the world wide
And you never ask questions
When God's on your side.
In a many dark hour
I've been thinkin' about this
That Jesus Christ
Was betrayed by a kiss
But I can't think for you
You'll have to decide
Whether Judas Iscariot
Had God on his side.
So now as I'm leavin'
I'm weary as Hell
The confusion I'm feelin'
Ain't no tongue can tell
The words fill my head
And fall to the floor
If God's on our side
He'll stop the next war.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
So you're the top?
Freedom is Slavery
Ignorance is Strength
why?
because you are too closeminded to accept that there are 2 sides to the view / argument?
it is vulger attitudes such as your statement that cause tension in the world
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Well I'm about to get sick
From watchin' my TV
Been checkin' out the news
Until my eyeballs fail to see
I mean to say that every day
Is just another rotten mess
And when it's gonna change, my friends
Is anybody's guess
So I'm watchin' and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Even think I'll go to prayin'
Every time I hear 'em sayin'
That there's no way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
No way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
Wednesday I watched the riot...
I seen the cops out on the street
Watched 'em throwin' rocks and stuff
And chokin' in the heat
Listened to reports
About the whisky passin' 'round
Seen the smoke & fire
And the market burnin' down
Watched while everybody
On his street would take a turn
To stomp and smash and bash and crash
And slash and bust and burn
And I'm watchin' and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Even think I'll go to prayin'
Every time I hear 'em sayin'
That there's no way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
No way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
Well you can cool it,
You can heat it...
'cause, baby, I don't need it...
Take your TV tube and eat it
'n all that phony stuff on sports
'n all the unconfirmed reports
You know I watched that rotten box
Until my head began to hurt
From checkin' out the way
The newsmen say they get the dirt
Before the guys on channel so-and-so
And further they assert
That any show they'll interrupt
To bring you news if it comes up
They say that if the place blows up
They'll be the first to tell
Because the boys they got downtown
Are workin' hard and doin' swell,
And if anybody gets the news
Before it hits the street,
They say that no one blabs it faster
Their coverage can't be beat
And if another woman driver
Gets machine-gunned from her seat
They'll send some joker with a brownie
And you'll see it all complete
So I'm watchin' and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Even think I'll go to prayin'
Every time I hear 'em sayin'
That there's no way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
No way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
Hey you know something people
I'm not black
But there's a whole lots a times
I wish I could say I'm not white
Well, I seen the fires burnin'
And the local people turnin'
On the merchants and the shops
Who used to sell their brooms and mops
And every other household item
Watched the mob just turn and bite 'em
And they say it served 'em right
Because a few of them are white,
And it's the same across the nation
Black & white discrimination
They're yellin' "you can't understand me!"
And all the other crap they hand me
In the papers and TV
'n all that mass stupidity
That seems to grow more every day
Each time you hear some nitwit say
He wants to go and do you in
Because the color of your skin
Just don't appeal to him
(no matter if it's black or white)
Because he's out for blood tonight
You know we gotta sit around at home
And watch this thing begin
But I bet there won't be many left
To see it really end
'cause the fire in the street
Ain't like the fire in my heart
And in the eyes of all these people
Don't you know that this could start
On any street in any town
In any state if any clown
Decides that now's the time to fight
For some ideal he thinks is right
And if a million more agree
There ain't no great society
As it applies to you and me
Our country isn't free
And the law refuses to see
If all that you can ever be
Is just a lousy janitor
Unless your uncle owns a store
You know that five in every four
Just one amount and nothin' more
Don't watch the rats go across the floor
And make up songs about being poor
Blow you harmonica son!
AND
Better Way - Ben Harper
I'm a living sunset
Lightning in my bones
Push me to the edge
But my will is stone
Fools will be fools
And wise will be wise
But I will look this world
Straight in the eyes
What good is a man
Who won't take a stand
What good is a cynic
With no better plan
Reality is sharp
It cuts at me like a knife
Everyone I know
Is in the fight of their life
Take your face out of your hands
And clear your eyes
You have a right to your dreams
And don't be denied
I believe in a better way
Without a moon
The air is thick, and still
The vigilantes gather on
The lonely torchlit hill
Features distorted in the flickering light
The faces are twisted and grotesque
Silent and stern in the sweltering night
The mob moves like demons possessed
Quiet in conscience, calm in their right ---
Confident their ways are best
The righteous rise
With burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat, and burn, and kill
They say there are strangers, who threaten us
In our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness, too dangerous
In our theatres and bookstore shelves
That those who know whats best for us ---
Must rise and save us from ourselves
Quick to judge
Quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear
Walk hand in hand
With all you've said to me I think I'll miss you
And she said, "No one can kiss me while people scream
They're screaming for me"
Chorus:
One gun added on to the one gun
One gun added on on on
One gun added on to the one gun
One gun added on on on
Hey there pretty girl what is with you?
Don't you know the love that wants to kiss you?
And she said, "You may dream believe I see
All the people who are in need"
Chorus
Hey there pretty girl I will let you
Do just what you want until I can get you
And she said, "One more gun set free makes people scream
They're screaming for me"
Chorus
Hey there pretty girl please take me with you
With all you've said to me I think I'll miss you
And she said, "Come on man with me and see
We will kiss all the people free"
Chorus
Lay down
Lay down
Lay your sweet lovely on the ground
Lay your love on the track
We’re gonna break the monster’s back
Yes we are…
Lay down your treasure
Lay it down now brother
You don’t have time
For a jealous lover
As you enter this life
I pray you depart
With a wrinkled face
And a brand new heart
I don’t know if I can take it
I’m not easy on my knees
Here’s my heart you can break it
I need some release, release, release
We need
Love and peace
Love and peace
Lay down
Lay down your guns
All your daughters of Zion
All your Abraham sons
I don’t know if I can make it
I’m not easy on my knees
Here’s my heart and you can break it
I need some release, release, release
We need
Love and peace
Love and peace
Baby don’t fight
We can talk this thing through
It’s not a big problem
It’s just me and you
You can call or I’ll phone
The TV is still on
But the sound is turned down
And the troops on the ground
Are about to dig in
And I wonder where is the love?
Where is the love?
Where is the love?
Where is the love?
Love and peace
...signed...the token black Pearl Jam fan.
FaceSpace
got ya number than number than numb
Empty ya pockets son; they got you thinkin that
What ya need is what they sellin
Make you think that buyin is rebellin
>From the theaters to malls on every shore
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
The frontline is everywhere, there be no shelter here
Speilberg the nightmare works so push it far
Amistad was a whip, the truth was feathered and tarred
Memory erased, burned and scarred
Trade in ya history for a VCR
Cinema, simulated life, ill drama
Fourth Reich culture - Americana
Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
There be no shelter here
Tha frontline is everywhere
Hospitals not profit full
Yet market bulls got pockets full
To advertise some hip disguise
View tha world from American eyes
Tha poor adore keep fiendin for more
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
They fix the need, develop the taste
Buy their products or get laid to waste
Coca-Cola is back in the veins of Saigon
And Rambo too, he got a dope pair of Nikes on
And Godzilla pure muthafuckin filler
To keep ya eyes off the real killer
Cinema, simulated life, ill drama
Fourth Reich culture - Americana
Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
American eyes, American eyes
View the world from American eyes
Bury the past, rob us blind
And leave nothin behind
Just stare
Relive the nightmare
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Love, Love, Love.
Love, Love, Love.
Love, Love, Love.
There's nothing you can do that can't be done.
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung.
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game.
It's easy.
Nothing you can make that can't be made.
No one you can save that can't be saved.
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time.
It's easy.
All you need is love.
All you need is love.
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need.
All you need is love.
All you need is love.
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need.
Nothing you can know that isn't known.
Nothing you can see that isn't shown.
Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.
It's easy.
All you need is love.
All you need is love.
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need.
All you need is love (All together, now!)
All you need is love. (Everybody!)
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need (love is all you need).
Yee-hai!
Oh yeah!
She loves you, yeah yeah yeah.
She loves you, yeah yeah yeah.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
willing to fight - ani difranco
the windows of my soul are made of one way glass
don't bother looking into my eyes if there's something you want
to know just ask
i got a dead bolt stroll
where i'm going is clear
i won't wait for you
to wonder
i'll just tell you why
i'm here
'cause i know the
biggest crime
is to just throw
up your hands
say this has nothing
to do with me
i just want to live
as comfortably
as i can
you got to look outside
your eyes
you got to think outside
your brain
you got to walk outside
your life
to where the neighborhood
changes tell me
who's your boogie man
that's who i will be
you don't have to like me
for who i am but we'll see
what you're made of by
what you make of me
i think it's absurd that you think i
am the derelict daughter
i fight fire with words
words are hotter than flames
words are wetter than water
i got friends all over this country
i got friends in other countries too
i got friends i haven't met yet
i got friends i never new
i got lovers who's eyes
i've only seen at a glance
i got strangers
for great grandchildren
i got strangers for ancestors
i was a long time coming i'll be a
long time gone
you got your whole life to do something
and that's not very long
so why don't you give me a call
when you decide you're willing to fight
for what you think is real
for what you think is right
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
-Oscar Wilde
Don't you feel a change a coming
from another side of time
breaking down the walls of silence
lifting shadows from your mind
Placing back the missing mirrors
that before you couldn't find
filling mysteries of emptiness
that yesterday left behind
And we all know it's better
Yesterday has past
now let's all start the living
for the one that's going to last
Don't you feel the day is coming
that will stay and remain
when your children see the answers
that you saw the same
when the clouds have all gone
there will be no more rain
and the beauty of all things
is uncovered again
Don't you feel the day is coming
and it won't be too soon
when the people of the world
can all live in one room
when we shake off the ancient
shake off the ancient chains of our tomb
we will all be born again
of the eternal womb
When I find myself in times of trouble, mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree,
there will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is still a chance that they will see,
there will be an answer. let it be.
Let it be, let it be, .....
And when the night is cloudy, there is still a light, that shines on me,
shine until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music, mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be, .....
millennium theater
millennium theater
get out there and buy that water and gas
Ramadan orange alert
everybody put on your gas mask
first leak it out about the president
then stand up and shout "impeachment"
pulling coat tails out from under that little V.P.
before he has a chance to get in the driver's seat
millennium spectacle
everybody put on a show
slip a little prince in the back door
21st century here we go
digital whiplash
so many formats so little time
while out in TV nation
under darkening skies
the resistance is just waiting
to be organized
halliburton, enron
chief justice is for sale
yucca mountain goddesses
their tears they form a trail
trickle down pollution
patriarchies realign
the ice caps melt
and new orleans bides her time
new orleans bides her time
ladies and gentlemen
welcome to tonight's show
the millennium theater
asks that you not smoke
please turn off your cell phones
and forget what you think you know
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
Fucked With A Knife
by Cannibal Corpse
No escape from your fate
Destined to be mine
Every night I wait to see
In the night, watching
Stalking your every move
I know when you're alone
All alone
Tied tight to the bed
Legs spread open
Bruised flesh, lacerations
Skin stained with blood
I'm the only one you love
I feel her heart beating
My knife deep inside
Her crotch is bleeding
She liked the way it felt inside her
Fucking her, harder, harder
She liked the way it felt inside her
Fucking her, harder, harder
Stick it in
Rip the skin
Carve and twist
Torn flesh
From behind
I cut her crotch
In her ass
I stuck my cock
Killing as I cum
That's a good one. It was the first political song I had ever heard, in fact it was the first "pop" song I had ever heard when all my parents listened to were either country radio or... well organ music at church. My music teacher played "Blowin' In The Wind," in 3rd grade at a private Catholic school and it more or less altered the course of my developmental history from then on. I remember even at that very young age, "getting it."
that:
There are men who control everything from religions, schools, and even the whole armed forces I had until then only seen in war movies my dad used to watch. These men professed faith in whatever it was that they sought to accomplish control over - from religions, schools, and those armed forces - but were never able to attain it, hence people still don't know who/what God is, they would still be more or less apes if there were no schooling/education, and there will always be war as long as there are armed forces! Quite the revelations for an 8 year old. I didn't exactly have a good running relationship with my dad, hence I was already ready to figure thing's out on my own, almost always in pursuit of some empirical explanation for most of the thing's other maybe take for granted.
That the answer's were indeed "Blowing in the wind," that they were already there, but we as a society must alter our perspective as a whole in order to achieve some sense of order. I kid you not when I say when I heard that song, everything changed - until then all I knew was the totalitarian regiment of school, play, school, play, abuse, play, abuse, play... Now I'm ready to get to know anything, even that humanity can be changed, and that the last breath of this military-industrial complex can't be too far off. And Dylan is coming out with a new album too! It's called Modern Times, apparently.
Come on
You think you drive me crazy, well
Come on
Come on
You and whose army?
You and your cronies
Come on
Come on
Holy Roman Empire
Come on if you think
Come on if you think
You can take us on
You can take us on
You and whose army?
You and your cronies
You forget so easy
We ride tonight
We ride tonight
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
We ride tonight
We ride tonight
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
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they tell us there are only two sides to be on
if you are on our side you’re right, if not, you’re wrong
but are we innocent, paragons of good?
is our guilt erased by the pain that we’ve endured? endured?
hey look it’s time to pledge allegiance
I love my dirty Uncle Sam
our country’s marching to the beat now
and we must learn to step in time
where is the questioning, where is the protest song?
since when is skepticism un-American?
dissent’s not treason but they talk like it’s the same
those who disagree are afraid to show their face. their face.
let’s break out our old machines now
it sure is good to see them run again
oh gentlemen, start your engines
and we know where we get the oil from
are you feeling alright now?
(is this why we unite?)
paint myself all red, white, and blue
(reasons to unite)
are you singing let’s fight now?
(if you hate this time)
innocent people die, uh oh
(remember we’re the time!)
show you love your country go out and spend some cash
red, white, blue hot pants doing it for Uncle Sam
now flex your muscles show them we’re stronger than the rest
raise your hands up baby, are you sure that we’re the best?
we’ll come out with our fists raised
the good old boys are back on top again
and if we let them lead us blindly
the past becomes the future once again
are you feeling alright now?
(reasons to unite)
paint myself all red, white, and blue
(is this why we unite?)
are you singing let’s fight now?
(if you hate this time)
innocent people die, uh oh
(remember we’re the time!)
are you singing let’s fight now?
(there’s reasons to unite)
innocent people die, uh oh
(is this why we unite?)
know that we’re the time
(if you hate this time)
know that we’re the time
(remember we’re the time!)
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Song: We Want It All
There they are now
The master of law
Throwing flowers on a casket of our broken dreams
Most thieves are silent
But these ones scream
These ones scream
We want it all
We want it all
I heard you talkin' my friend
I think you lost your mind
That somebody's listenin'
And then biding their time
Somebody's watchin'
Cause we wouldn't fight
For someone else's war
Could you hold on a second
For a second someone's at my door
Screaming hate is love
And fiction is fact
Honesty is deceit
That silence is security
And war is peace
'Cause we want it all
We want it all
Can you hear the little girls asking
Daddy where have all the little boys gone
They don't meet us at the mall
Daddy where have all the little boys gone
The little girls, they ask me
They don't tease us in classroom
They have left us all behind
The little boys are fighting
The little boys are dying
It's our patriotic duty
To preserve our way of life
To make sweet love tonight
See these lovely lonesome ladies
All these lonely lovely ladies
Keep on kockin' on my door
And it's so easy to score
I'm the only game in town
They don't ignore me anymore
Now i know why dirty old men are always pushin' for war
Now i know why dirty old men are always pushin' for war
I've become a dirty old man with a hard-on for war
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Which album is that from? I know I've heard it before... and I have a couple of their cd's around somewhere...
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Ev'rybody's talking about
Bagism, Shagism, Dragism, Madism,
Ragism, Tagism
This-ism, That-ism, is-m, is-m, is-m
All we are saying is give piece a chance,
All we are saying is give piece a chance
C'mon
Ev'rybody's talking about ministers,
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
Revoluton, evolution, masturbation,
Flagellation, regulation, integrations,
Meditations, United Nations,
Congratulations
Ev'rybody's talking about
John and Yoko, Timmy Leary, Rosemary,
Tommy Smothers, Bobby Dylan,
Tommy Copper,
Derek Taylor, Norman Mailer,
Allen Ginsberg, Hare Krishna,
Hare
Krishna
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My time has come
Sounds like they're playing my song
On the altar
My picture
Will be there while im gone
There'll be time for laughing
There is no time to cry
Soon I will be leaving
Look me in the eye
No matter what's in front of me
It's your face that I'll see
And the future of our young one
And this is what fuels me
There's no time for laughing
There's no time to cry
Soon I will be leaving
Look me in the eye
The oath I took
Not so seriously
The worlds gathered steam
And caught up with me
And my decisions been made
Some other place
By someone I don't know
And they don't know me
This is no time for laughing
There's no time to cry
Soon I will be leaving
Look me in the eye
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Let's keep our eyes wide open
Cut out the spareparts -
Let's keep our eyes wide open
Keep our eyes wide open
Fuck the idol -
Let's keep our eyes wide open
Reject the star -
Star, star, star
Let's feed ourselves some -
Let's keep our eyes wide open
Destruction
Convention blackmails -
Let's keep our eyes wide open
Creativity -
Yeah! Yeah!
This lack of challange -
Let's keep our eyes wide open
Kills me, kills me, kills me, kills me
Scrap the extras -
Let's keep our eyes wide open
Cut out the spareparts
Fuck the idol, idol -
Let's keep our eyes wide open
Reject the star
The rhymes of revolution
Poetry written in gasoline!
The rhymes of revolution
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Manipulate the obvious
Cowards bought by traditionalist manners
Scream at the herd that are heard the most
Without substance and with useless... banners
Banners, banners, banners
Your art, your art, is worth, is worth nothing
Like a city with no meaning
Like a city, with no meaning, with no meaning
Your creation holds, holds no hope
The rhymes of revolution!
Yeah! Yeah!
The rhymes of revolution!
Poetry written in gasoline!
Poetry written in gasoline!
Poetry written in gasoline!
Ah! Yeah!
You had a witness over there!
"Poetry Written In Gasoline"
By Refused.
Poignant, powerful.
"You had a witness over there."
But then someone blew them up.
Now nobody knows, whether you are a friend or foe.
Nobody knows, whether we are their friend or foe.
Because we're American, we don't see the obvious.
Unless it is manipulated to reflect our own narrow-minded congress.
Unless we take the lead, we're served our nations' actions as seen from the backseat.
While they criticize, we're blind. While we nationalize every international issue, we forget about the rest of them, our neighbors in the land outside our congress.
They attack, we retreat. Then we attack from our blind-spot, we're sending out our bombs from the darkest centre of Oz. Because we killed the witness - we've lost their point of view, we're one sided, all war.
I don't believe anyone knows whether we are a friend or foe. I think that's why there's still war. All anyone knows is everyone is up to something.
The terrorists use counter-terror, counter-terrorists use terror. It's unwritten poetry in gasoline that we create our own enemies, that we have no allies nor do we allow our enemies any allies - that's why there is unconditional war, because no one can win, even the successor of the fight will lose casualties and lose faith.
Victory is a simulacrum.
You've lost once the war has begun.
You've lost the war, because you didn't prevent the war.
You've lost lives and allies.
Victory only means you've survived.
Your men are dead.
So are your feelings.
War should be prevented - that's the course of government.
To provide protection is to prevent war from ever happening.
Otherwise you've invited that mishappening.
To accept war as the only candidate, is to allow the rule of archaic terrorism and subversive despotism - to play their game, to lose your lives, unconditionally no one wins.
So, "Poetry Written In Gasoline," might mean:
Victorious war is invalid.
Once the bombs go off, we've already lost.
Try, try, try to hold on...
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler,
The gambler,
The back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dew
I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee
He spoke to me in the voice so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet
He called my name and my heart stood still
When he said, "John go do My will!"
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler,
The gambler,
The back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand
Workin' in the dark Against Your Fellow Man
But as sure as God made black and white
What's down in the dark will be brought to the light
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler,
The gambler,
The back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Must be the ones to start
To mould a new reality
Closer to the heart
The blacksmith and the artist
Reflect it in their art
They forge their creativity
Closer to the heart
Yes, closer to the heart
Philosophers and ploughmen
Each must know his part
To sow a new mentality
Closer to the heart
Yes, closer to the heart
You can be the captain
And I will draw the chart
Sailing into destiny
Closer to the heart
Closer to the heart
Well, closer to the heart
...
With the flick of a switch
Would you do it?
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
If you could make everybody poor
Just so you could be rich
Would you do it?
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
If you could watch everybody work
While you just lay on your back
Would you do it?
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
If you could take all the love
Without giving any back
Would you do it?
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
And so we cannot know ourselves
Or what we'd really do
With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you do?
With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you do?
(No no no no, no no no no)
If you could make your own money
And then give it to everybody
Would you do it?
(No no no no, no no no no)
If you knew all the answers
And could give to the masses
Would you do it?
(No no no no, no no no no)
Are you crazy?
It's a very dangerous thing to do
Exactly what you want
Because you cannot know yourself,
Or what you'd really do
With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you
Do do do do, do do do do [x6]
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah) [x26]
With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you do?
With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you do?
With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you do?
(I quit, you, you... I didn't make it all the way through that.)