What God Wants Part 1

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  binauralsounds Posts: 1,357

  July 2006

  chiefojibwa wrote:

  i could give a shit what god wants.

  
  you will!

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  NMyTree Posts: 2,412

  July 2006

  Do you believe in a better day?
  Do you have a faith in a golden way?
  
  If you do then we must come together this day
  Come together as one united!!!!
  
  
  Brought together the sound of my voice
  United united financially united socially
  United spiritually and all possible ways
  Through the power of money
  And the power of your prayers
  
  
  
  What God wants God gets
  God help us all
  
  God wants dollars
  God wants cents
  God wants pounds shillings and pence
  God wants guilders
  God wants kroner
  God wants Swiss francs
  God wants French francs
  Oui il veut des francs francais
  God wants escudos
  God wants pesetas
  Don't send lira
  God don't want small potatoes
  
  God wants small towns
  God wants pain
  God wants clean up rock campaigns
  God wants widows
  God wants solution
  God wants TV
  God wants contributions
  
  What God wants God gets God help us all
  
  God wants silver
  God wants gold
  God wants his secret
  Never to be told
  
  God wants gigolos
  God wants giraffes
  God wants politics
  God wants a good laugh
  
  What God wants God gets
  God help us all
  
  God wants friendship
  God wants fame
  God wants credit
  God wants blame
  God wants poverty
  God wants wealth
  God wants insurance
  God wants to cover himself
  
  What God wants God gets
  God help us all
  
  Lyrics: Roger Waters
  From Album: Amused To Death

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  NMyTree Posts: 2,412

  July 2006

  Don't be afraid, it's only business
  The alien prophet sighed
  The vulture and the magpie took
  The cash box from its hook
  The monkey in the corner wrote
  The figures in his book
  
  Crazed the checkout lady's fingers
  Flash across the till
  And the captain posts
  The menu of the day
  
  And in banks across the world
  Christians Moslems Hindus Jews
  And people of every
  Race creed colour tint or hue
  Get down on their knees and pray
  
  The racoon and the groundhog
  Neatly make up bags of change
  But the monkey in the corner
  Well he's slowly drifting out of range
  
  Christ is freezing inside
  The veterans cries
  The hyenas break cover
  And stream through the meadow
  And the fog rolls in
  Through his bottle of gin
  
  So he picks up a stone
  That looks like a bone
  
  And the bullets fly
  And the rivers run dry
  And the fat girls sigh
  And the network anchor persons lie
  And the soldier's alone
  In the video zone
  
  But the monkey's not watching
  He's slipped out to the kitchen
  To pile the dishes
  And answer the phone
  
  Lyrics: Roger Waters
  From Album: Amused To Death

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  NMyTree Posts: 2,412

  July 2006

  chiefojibwa wrote:

  i could give a shit what god wants.

  
  You obviously don't understand the prose of the lyrics or what they mean.
  
  Hint: It's not a " Religious" lyric or prose

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  binauralsounds Posts: 1,357

  July 2006

  chiefojibwa wrote:

  no i won't. i'll be rotting in the ground, just like you.

  
  YIKES!! ok

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  El_Kabong Posts: 4,141

  July 2006

  psst post 'the bravery of being out range' next!

  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

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  NMyTree Posts: 2,412

  July 2006

  You have a natural tendency
  To squeeze off a shot
  You're good fun at parties
  You wear the right masks
  You're old but you still
  Like a laugh in the locker room
  You can't abide change
  And you're home on the range
  
  You opened the suitcase
  Behind the old workings
  To show off the magnum
  You deafened the canyon
  A comfort a friend
  
  Only upstaged in the end
  By the Uzi machine gun
  Does the recoil remind you.....
  .....Remind you of sex
  
  Old man what the hell you gonna kill next
  Old timer, who you gonna kill next
  
  I looked over Jordan and what did I see
  Saw a U.S. Marine in a pile of debris
  I swam in your pools
  And lay under your palm trees
  
  I looked in the eyes of the Indian
  Who lay on the Federal Building steps
  And through the range finder over the hill
  I saw the front line boys popping their pills
  Sick of the mess they find on their desert stage
  
  And the bravery of being out of range
  Yeah the question is vexed
  Old man what the hell you gonna kill next
  Old timer who you gonna kill next
  
  Hey bartender, over here
  Two more shots
  And two more beers
  Sir, turn up the TV sound
  The war has started on the ground
  Just love those laser guided bombs
  
  They're really great for righting wrongs
  
  You hit the target, win the game
  From bars 3,000 miles away..........
  ......3,000 miles away
  
  We play the game
  With the bravery of being out of range
  We zap and maim
  With the bravery of being out of range
  We strafe the train
  With the bravery of being out of range
  We gain terrain
  With the bravery of being out of range
  We play the game
  With the bravery of being out of range
  
  Lyrics: Roger Waters
  From Album: Amused To Death

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  NMyTree Posts: 2,412

  July 2006

  El_Kabong wrote:

  psst post 'the bravery of being out range' next!

  
  It was coming, but I got busy with work. So it was delayed

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  NMyTree Posts: 2,412

  July 2006

  chiefojibwa wrote:

  uh, duh, it's roger waters song off an album i've had for like 20 years. yeah, i understand it, i just don't give a shit.

  
  
  LOL......okie dokie.
  
  Just didn't understand why you keep coming back to this thread, if you don't give a shit; that's all.
  
  Amused To Death is 14 years old.

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