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PostSubject: political songs???   Tue Jan 22, 2008 9:32 am

So if anyone knows any songs that have to do with politics that would be great. I need at least ten and I have 5 so far. Right now my line up consists of:

Where is the love? by Black Eyed Peas (War)
Blowin in the Wind by Bob Dylan (War)
Weeping by Josh Groban (Apartheid)
Mercy Mercy Me by Marvin Gaye (pollution/global warming)
Dear Mr. President by PINK

I'm great with love songs and such but songs about politics or things related.... I'm not so good at.... any other ideas?
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PostSubject: Re: political songs???   Tue Jan 22, 2008 4:40 pm

This one is about Vietnam, believe it or not.

Alice's Restaurant
By Arlo Guthrie
This song is called Alice's Restaurant, and it's about Alice, and the
restaurant, but Alice's Restaurant is not the name of the restaurant,
that's just the name of the song, and that's why I called the song Alice's
Restaurant.

You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant
You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant

Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, was on - two years ago on
Thanksgiving, when my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the
restaurant, but Alice doesn't live in the restaurant, she lives in the
church nearby the restaurant, in the bell-tower, with her husband Ray and
Fasha the dog. And livin' in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of
room downstairs where the pews used to be in. Havin' all that room,
seein' as how they took out all the pews, they decided that they didn't
have to take out their garbage for a long time.

We got up there, we found all the garbage in there, and we decided it'd be
a friendly gesture for us to take the garbage down to the city dump. So
we took the half a ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red VW
microbus, took shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed
on toward the city dump.

Well we got there and there was a big sign and a chain across across the
dump saying, "Closed on Thanksgiving." And we had never heard of a dump
closed on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in our eyes we drove off
into the sunset looking for another place to put the garbage.

We didn't find one. Until we came to a side road, and off the side of the
side road there was another fifteen foot cliff and at the bottom of the
cliff there was another pile of garbage. And we decided that one big pile
is better than two little piles, and rather than bring that one up we
decided to throw our's down.

That's what we did, and drove back to the church, had a thanksgiving
dinner that couldn't be beat, went to sleep and didn't get up until the
next morning, when we got a phone call from officer Obie. He said, "Kid,
we found your name on an envelope at the bottom of a half a ton of
garbage, and just wanted to know if you had any information about it." And
I said, "Yes, sir, Officer Obie, I cannot tell a lie, I put that envelope
under that garbage."

After speaking to Obie for about fourty-five minutes on the telephone we
finally arrived at the truth of the matter and said that we had to go down
and pick up the garbage, and also had to go down and speak to him at the
police officer's station. So we got in the red VW microbus with the
shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed on toward the
police officer's station.

Now friends, there was only one or two things that Obie coulda done at
the police station, and the first was he could have given us a medal for
being so brave and honest on the telephone, which wasn't very likely, and
we didn't expect it, and the other thing was he could have bawled us out
and told us never to be see driving garbage around the vicinity again,
which is what we expected, but when we got to the police officer's station
there was a third possibility that we hadn't even counted upon, and we was
both immediately arrested. Handcuffed. And I said "Obie, I don't think I
can pick up the garbage with these handcuffs on." He said, "Shut up, kid.
Get in the back of the patrol car."

And that's what we did, sat in the back of the patrol car and drove to the
quote Scene of the Crime unquote. I want tell you about the town of
Stockbridge, Massachusets, where this happened here, they got three stop
signs, two police officers, and one police car, but when we got to the
Scene of the Crime there was five police officers and three police cars,
being the biggest crime of the last fifty years, and everybody wanted to
get in the newspaper story about it. And they was using up all kinds of
cop equipment that they had hanging around the police officer's station.
They was taking plaster tire tracks, foot prints, dog smelling prints, and
they took twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with circles
and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each
one was to be used as evidence against us. Took pictures of the approach,
the getaway, the northwest corner the southwest corner and that's not to
mention the aerial photography.

After the ordeal, we went back to the jail. Obie said he was going to put
us in the cell. Said, "Kid, I'm going to put you in the cell, I want your
wallet and your belt." And I said, "Obie, I can understand you wanting my
wallet so I don't have any money to spend in the cell, but what do you
want my belt for?" And he said, "Kid, we don't want any hangings." I
said, "Obie, did you think I was going to hang myself for littering?"
Obie said he was making sure, and friends Obie was, cause he took out the
toilet seat so I couldn't hit myself over the head and drown, and he took
out the toilet paper so I couldn't bend the bars roll out the - roll the
toilet paper out the window, slide down the roll and have an escape. Obie
was making sure, and it was about four or five hours later that Alice
(remember Alice? It's a song about Alice), Alice came by and with a few
nasty words to Obie on the side, bailed us out of jail, and we went back
to the church, had a another thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat,
and didn't get up until the next morning, when we all had to go to court.

We walked in, sat down, Obie came in with the twenty seven eight-by-ten
colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back
of each one, sat down. Man came in said, "All rise." We all stood up,
and Obie stood up with the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy
pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with a seeing eye dog, and he
sat down, we sat down. Obie looked at the seeing eye dog, and then at the
twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows
and a paragraph on the back of each one, and looked at the seeing eye dog.
And then at twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles
and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one and began to cry,
'cause Obie came to the realization that it was a typical case of American
blind justice, and there wasn't nothing he could do about it, and the
judge wasn't going to look at the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy
pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each
one explaining what each one was to be used as evidence against us. And
we was fined $50 and had to pick up the garbage in the snow, but thats not
what I came to tell you about.

Came to talk about the draft.

They got a building down New York City, it's called Whitehall Street,
where you walk in, you get injected, inspected, detected, infected,
neglected and selected. I went down to get my physical examination one
day, and I walked in, I sat down, got good and drunk the night before, so
I looked and felt my best when I went in that morning. `Cause I wanted to
look like the all-American kid from New York City, man I wanted, I wanted
to feel like the all-, I wanted to be the all American kid from New York,
and I walked in, sat down, I was hung down, brung down, hung up, and all
kinds o' mean nasty ugly things. And I waked in and sat down and they gave
me a piece of paper, said, "Kid, see the phsychiatrist, room 604."

And I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I want to kill. I mean, I wanna, I
wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see blood and gore and
guts and veins in my teeth. Eat dead burnt bodies. I mean kill, Kill,
KILL, KILL." And I started jumpin up and down yelling, "KILL, KILL," and
he started jumpin up and down with me and we was both jumping up and down
yelling, "KILL, KILL." And the sargent came over, pinned a medal on me,
sent me down the hall, said, "You're our boy."

Didn't feel too good about it.

Proceeded on down the hall gettin more injections, inspections,
detections, neglections and all kinds of stuff that they was doin' to me
at the thing there, and I was there for two hours, three hours, four
hours, I was there for a long time going through all kinds of mean nasty
ugly things and I was just having a tough time there, and they was
inspecting, injecting every single part of me, and they was leaving no
part untouched. Proceeded through, and when I finally came to the see the
last man, I walked in, walked in sat down after a whole big thing there,
and I walked up and said, "What do you want?" He said, "Kid, we only got
one question. Have you ever been arrested?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of the Alice's Restaurant Massacre,
with full orchestration and five part harmony and stuff like that and all
the phenome... - and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, did you ever
go to court?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of the twenty seven eight-by-ten
colour glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and the paragraph on
the back of each one, and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, I want
you to go and sit down on that bench that says Group W .... NOW kid!!"

And I, I walked over to the, to the bench there, and there is, Group W's
where they put you if you may not be moral enough to join the army after
committing your special crime, and there was all kinds of mean nasty ugly
looking people on the bench there. Mother rapers. Father stabbers. Father
rapers! Father rapers sitting right there on the bench next to me! And
they was mean and nasty and ugly and horrible crime-type guys sitting on the
bench next to me. And the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one, the meanest
father raper of them all, was coming over to me and he was mean 'n' ugly
'n' nasty 'n' horrible and all kind of things and he sat down next to me
and said, "Kid, whad'ya get?" I said, "I didn't get nothing, I had to pay
$50 and pick up the garbage." He said, "What were you arrested for, kid?"
And I said, "Littering." And they all moved away from me on the bench
there, and the hairy eyeball and all kinds of mean nasty things, till I
said, "And creating a nuisance." And they all came back, shook my hand,
and we had a great time on the bench, talkin about crime, mother stabbing,
father raping, all kinds of groovy things that we was talking about on the
bench. And everything was fine, we was smoking cigarettes and all kinds of
things, until the Sargeant came over, had some paper in his hand, held it
up and said.

"Kids, this-piece-of-paper's-got-47-words-37-sentences-58-words-we-wanna-
know-details-of-the-crime-time-of-the-crime-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-
you-gotta-say-pertaining-to-and-about-the-crime-I-want-to-know-arresting-
officer's-name-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-you-gotta-say", and talked for
forty-five minutes and nobody understood a word that he said, but we had
fun filling out the forms and playing with the pencils on the bench there,
and I filled out the massacre with the four part harmony, and wrote it
down there, just like it was, and everything was fine and I put down the
pencil, and I turned over the piece of paper, and there, there on the
other side, in the middle of the other side, away from everything else on
the other side, in parentheses, capital letters, quotated, read the
following words:

("KID, HAVE YOU REHABILITATED YOURSELF?")

I went over to the sargent, said, "Sargeant, you got a lot a damn gall to
ask me if I've rehabilitated myself, I mean, I mean, I mean that just, I'm
sittin' here on the bench, I mean I'm sittin here on the Group W bench
'cause you want to know if I'm moral enough join the army, burn women,
kids, houses and villages after bein' a litterbug." He looked at me and
said, "Kid, we don't like your kind, and we're gonna send you fingerprints
off to Washington."

And friends, somewhere in Washington enshrined in some little folder, is a
study in black and white of my fingerprints. And the only reason I'm
singing you this song now is cause you may know somebody in a similar
situation, or you may be in a similar situation, and if your in a
situation like that there's only one thing you can do and that's walk into
the shrink wherever you are ,just walk in say "Shrink, You can get
anything you want, at Alice's restaurant.". And walk out. You know, if
one person, just one person does it they may think he's really sick and
they won't take him. And if two people, two people do it, in harmony,
they may think they're both faggots and they won't take either of them.
And three people do it, three, can you imagine, three people walking in
singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and walking out. They may think it's an
organization. And can you, can you imagine fifty people a day,I said
fifty people a day walking in singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and
walking out. And friends they may thinks it's a movement.

And that's what it is , the Alice's Restaurant Anti-Massacre Movement, and
all you got to do to join is sing it the next time it come's around on the
guitar.

With feeling. So we'll wait for it to come around on the guitar, here and
sing it when it does. Here it comes.

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

That was horrible. If you want to end war and stuff you got to sing loud.
I've been singing this song now for twenty five minutes. I could sing it
for another twenty five minutes. I'm not proud... or tired.

So we'll wait till it comes around again, and this time with four part
harmony and feeling.

We're just waitin' for it to come around is what we're doing.

All right now.

You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Excepting Alice
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant
Walk right in it's around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant

Da da da da da da da dum
At Alice's Restaurant

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PostSubject: Re: political songs???   Tue Jan 22, 2008 4:59 pm

WAKE UP by Rage Against the Machine





Come on!
Uggh!

Come on, although ya try to discredit
Ya still never edit
The needle, I'll thread it
Radically poetic
Standin' with the fury that they had in '66
And like E-Double I'm mad
Still knee-deep in the system's shit
Hoover, he was a body remover
I'll give ya a dose
But it'll never come close
To the rage built up inside of me
Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy

Movements come and movements go
Leaders speak, movements cease
When their heads are flown
'Cause all these punks
Got bullets in their heads
Departments of police, the judges, the feds
Networks at work, keepin' people calm
You know they went after King
When he spoke out on Vietnam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot

Yeah!
Yeah, back in this...
Wit' poetry, my mind I flex
Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin' dat finesse
Whadda I got to, whadda I got to do to wake ya up
To shake ya up, to break the structure up
'Cause blood still flows in the gutter
I'm like takin' photos
Mad boy kicks open the shutter
Set the groove
Then stick and move like I was Cassius
Rep the stutter step
Then bomb a left upon the fascists
Yea, the several federal men
Who pulled schemes on the dream
And put it to an end
Ya better beware
Of retribution with mind war
20/20 visions and murals with metaphors
Networks at work, keepin' people calm
Ya know they murdered X
And tried to blame it on Islam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot

Uggh!
What was the price on his head?
What was the price on his head!


I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard, I think I heard a shot

'He may be a real contender for this position should he
abandon his supposed obediance to white liberal doctrine
of non-violence...and embrace black nationalism'
'Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to
pinpoint potential trouble-makers...And neutralize them,
neutralize them, neutralize them'

Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!

How long? Not long, cause what you reap is what you sow

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PostSubject: Re: political songs???   Tue Jan 22, 2008 5:10 pm

The first song seems really long. It's a good one but I think we have to present our songs to the class. I just don't know if we are presenting all of them or not. If not then I'll definitely add both. please keep the songs comin. you guys are amazing!
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PostSubject: Re: political songs???   Tue Jan 22, 2008 5:13 pm

anti crime/pro south rant



Artist: Williams Hank Jr
Song: Country Boy Can Survive
Album: Greatest Hits









The preacher man says itís the end of time
And the Mississippi River sheís a goiní dry
The interest is up and the Stock Markets down
And you only get mugged
If you go down town

I live back in the woods, you see
A woman and the kids, and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun rifle and a 4-wheel drive
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

I can plow a field all day long
I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn
We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ainít too many things these ole boys canít do
We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Because you canít starve us out
And you cant makes us run
Cause one-of- Ďem old boys raisin ole shotgun
And we say grace and we say Maíam
And if you ainít into that we donít give a damn

We came from the West Virginia coalmines
And the Rocky Mountains and the and the western skies
And we can skin a buck; we can run a trot-line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

I had a good friend in New York City
He never called me by my name, just hillbilly
My grandpa taught me how to live off the land
And his taught him to be a businessman
He used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights
And Iíd send him some homemade wine

But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For 43 dollars my friend lost his life
Id love to spit some beechnut in that dudes eyes
And shoot him with my old 45
Cause a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Cause you canít starve us out and you canít make us run
Cause one-of- Ďem old boys raisin ole shotgun
And we say grace and we say Maíam
And if you ainít into that we donít give a damn

Weíre from North California and south Alabam
And little towns all around this land
And we can skin a buck; we can run a trot-line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

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PostSubject: Re: political songs???   Tue Jan 22, 2008 6:08 pm

NOFX - Franco Un-American

I never thought about the universe
it made me feel small
never thought about the problems of this planet at all
global warming, radio-active sites
imperialistic wrongs and animal rights!
no!

why think of all the bad things when life is so good?
why help with an am when theres always a could?
let the whales worry about the poisons in the sea
outside of California, it's foreign policy

I dont want changes
I have no reactions
your dilemmas are my distractions

thats no way to go, Franco Un-American
no way to go, Franco Un-American
no way to go, Franco Un-American
no way to go, Franco, Franco Un-American

I never looked around
never second-guessed
then I read some Howard Zinn now I'm always depressed
and now I can't sleep from years of apathy
all because I read a little Noam Chomsky

I'm eating vegetation cuz of fast food nation
I'm wearing a couple of shoes cuz of globalization
I'm watching Michael Moore expose the awful truth
I'm listening to Public Enemy and Reagan Youth

I see no world peace cuz of zealous armed forces
I eat no breath-mints cuz they're from de-hoofed horses
now I cant believe; what an absolute failure
The President's laughing cause we voted for Nader

thats no way to go, Franco Un-American
no way to go, Franco Un-American
no way to go, Franco Un-American
where can we go, Franco Un-American?

I wanna move north and be a Canadian
or hang down low with the nice Australians
I don't want to be another I-dont-care-ican
what are we gonna do Franco, Franco Un-American?
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PostSubject: Re: political songs???   Tue Jan 22, 2008 9:45 pm

Biko Lyrics
Artist(Band):Peter Gabriel
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September '77
Port Elizabeth weather fine
It was business as usual
In police room 619
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead

When I try and sleep at night
I can only dream in red
The outside world is black and white
With only one colour dead
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead

You can blow out a candle
But you can't blow out a fire
Once the flames begin to catch
The wind will blow it higher
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
-The man is dead

And the eyes of the world are
watching now
watching now
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PostSubject: Re: political songs???   Tue Jan 22, 2008 9:59 pm

All Jock Thomsons bairns ( children) it's a song about political asylum

Put a light in the window
Your brother's coming home
Set a meal on the table
Your brother's coming home
He'll be tired and weary
After all these years alone
He's coming home, your brother's coming home

Take the chain from the door
Your sister's coming home
Open wide your arms
Your sister's coming home
Don't leave her standing there
After all the pain she's known
She's coming home, your sister's coming home

Chorus:
Coming home to a place they've never been
Coming home to a land they've never seen
Coming home to a family they have never know
A' Jock Tamson's bairns
Are coming home

He's been angry and afraid
Your father's coming home
He's been hounded and betrayed
Your father's coming home
And with every act of kindness
A seed of hope is sown
He's coming home. Your father's coming home

Chorus

Bring her in from the cold
Your mother's coming home
Sit her down by the fire
Your mother's coming home
Make her warm, make her welcome
Before the chance is gone
She's coming home. Your mother's coming home

Chorus
From Iraq and Zimbabwe
Your family's coming home
And from Turkey and Somalia
Your family's coming home
Seeking rest and refuge
They have never known
They're coming home. Your family's coming home
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PostSubject: Re: political songs???   Tue Jan 22, 2008 10:02 pm

Cranberries - Zombie song about war orginally writtne about N. Ireland but it could be about Iraq, Israel, Afghanistan etc etc nowadays

Another head hangs lowly,
Child is slowly taken.
And the violence caused such silence,
Who are we mistaken?

But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.
In your head, in your head they are fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying...

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, dou, dou, dou, dou, dou...

Another mother's breakin',
Heart is taking over.
When the vi'lence causes silence,
We must be mistaken.

It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen.
In your head, in your head they're still fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are dying...

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, oh, ya, ya-a...
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PostSubject: Re: political songs???   Wed Jan 23, 2008 5:18 am

Anything from the Greenday American Idiot album
Anything by John Butler Trio (Aussie Folk band)
Anything by Midnight Oil (Aussie 80's political pop band)

John Butler Trio - Something's Gotta Give

There's a feeling in my gut that I get of late
When I think about these cats running the world with hate
I say, Something's got to give
Got the whole world fighting for that Texas Tea
Got a letter for you, I got a letter for me, But the, the kettle's leaking like a sieve

Cause there's a puddle on the floor, there's a puddle in the sky
The kettles leaking so much now man it's burning my eyes yeah,
Can't we just throw that the damn part out?

And on the subject of throwin stuff away,
I know some deaf men that can't hear a word we say,
No matter, no matter how loud we do shout

Somethings gotta give right now
Somethings gotta give right now
Somethings gotta give right now
Somethings gotta give right now

I was reading a newspaper just yesterday
got the headlines reading god bless the USA, and I thought, God bless everyone
God bless the people in New York when they got attacked,
God bless the children being bombed yeah in Iraq,
God bless the god damn junky with the monkey on his back,
God bless everybody under the sun

Cause the world ahead will end If we don't have love
And you can drive and pray all day to the God above
But eventually the only guarantee will be that the tea in your tank will run dry

Cause the way that I love you know their ain't no life,
And you can duplicate and bottle it up all you like but it,
Doesn't mean we're gonna get another try
Get another try for

Somethings gotta give right now
Somethings gotta give right now
Somethings gotta give right now
Somethings gotta give right now

Midnight Oil - US Forces

Us forces give the nod, itís a setback for your
country
Bombs and trenches all in rows, bombs and threats
still ask for more
Divided world the cia, who controls the issue
You leave us with no time to talk, you can write
your assessment

Sing me songs of no denying, seems to me too many
trying
Waiting for the next big thing

Will you know it when you see it, high risk
children dogs of war
Now market movements call the shots, business
deals in parking lots
Waiting for the meat of tomorrow

Sing me songs...

Everyone is too stoned to start emission
People too scared to go to prison
Weíre unable to make decision
Political party line donít cross that floor
Lt. ron hubbard canít save your life
Superboy takes a plutonium wife
In the shadow of ban the bomb we live

Sing me songs...
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PostSubject: Re: political songs???   Wed Jan 23, 2008 8:58 am

OMG!!! You guys these are all perfect!!! YAY! Thank you so much!!!!
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PostSubject: Re: political songs???   Wed Jan 23, 2008 11:04 pm

this on might work, We actually covered it in a government class I took

Billy Joel - We Didn't Start The Fire

Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray
South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio

Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television
North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe

Rosenbergs, H-bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom
Brando, "The King and I" and "The Catcher in the Rye"

Eisenhower, vaccine, England's got a new queen
Marciano, Liberace, Santayana goodbye

CHORUS
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser aand Prokofiev
Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc

Roy hn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, dacron
Dien Bien Phu falls, "Rock Around the Clock"

Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team
Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland

Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Krushchev
Princess Grace, "Peyton Place", trouble in the Suez

CHORUS

Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac
Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, "Bridge on the River Kwai"

Lebanon, Charlse de Gaulle, California baseball
Starkweather, homicide, children of thalidomide

Buddy Holly, "Ben Hur", space monkey, Mafia
Hula hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go

U-2, Syngman Rhee, payola and Kennedy
Chubby Checker, "Psycho", Belgians in the Congo

CHORUS

Hemingway, Eichmann, "Stranger in a Strange Land"
Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs invasion

"Lawrence of Arabia", British Beatlemania
Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson

Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British politician sex
JFK, blown away, what else do I have to say

CHORUS

Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again
Moonshot, Woodsto/ck/, Watergate, punk rock
Begin, Reagan, Palestine, terror on the airline
Ayatollah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan

"Wheel of Fortune", Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide
Foreign debts, homeless vets, AIDS, crack, Bernie Goetz
Hypodermics on the shores, China's under martial law
Rock and roller cola wars, I can't take it anymore

CHORUS

We didn't start the fire
But when we are gone
Will it still burn on, and on, and on, and on...

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PostSubject: Re: political songs???   Wed Jan 23, 2008 11:06 pm


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PostSubject: Re: political songs???   Thu Jan 24, 2008 12:13 am

1999 by Prince

Don't worry, I won't hurt U
I only want U 2 have some fun

I was dreamin' when I wrote this
Forgive me if it goes astray
But when I woke up this mornin'
Coulda sworn it was judgment day
The sky was all purple,
There were people runnin' everywhere
Tryin' 2 run from the destruction,
U know I didn't even care

'Cuz they say two thousand zero zero party over, oops out of time
So tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1999

I was dreamin' when I wrote this
So sue me if I go 2 fast
But life is just a party, and parties weren't meant 2 last
War is all around us, my mind says prepare 2 fight
So if I gotta die I'm gonna listen 2 my body tonight

Yeah, they say two thousand zero zero party over, oops out of time
So tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1999
Yeah

Lemme tell ya somethin'
If U didn't come 2 party, don't bother knockin' on my door
I got a lion in my pocket, and baby he's ready 2 roar
Yeah, everybody's got a bomb, we could all die any day
But before I'll let that happen, I'll dance my life away

Oh, they say two thousand zero zero party over, oops out of time
We're runnin' outta time (Tonight I'm gonna)
So tonight we gonna (party like it's 1999) we gonna, oww

Say it 1 more time
Two thousand zero zero party over, oops, out of time
No, no (Tonight I'm gonna)
So tonight we gonna (party like it's 1999) we gonna, oww

Alright, it's 1999
You say it, 1999
1999
1999 don't stop, don't stop, say it 1 more time
Two thousand zero zero party over, oops out of time
Yeah, yeah (Tonight I'm gonna)
So tonight we gonna (party like it's 1999) we gonna, oww

Yeah, 1999 (1999)
Don'tcha wanna go (1999)
Don'tcha wanna go (1999)
We could all die any day (1999)
I don't wanna die,
I'd rather dance my life away (1999)
Listen 2 what I'm tryin' 2 say
Everybody, everybody say party
C'mon now, U say party
That's right, everybody say (Party)
Can't run from the revelation, no (Party)
Sing it 4 your nation y'all (Party)
Tell me what you're singin', baby say (Party)
Telephone's a-ringin', mama (Party)
C'mon, c'mon, U say (Party)
Everybody, [two times] (Party)
Work it down 2 the ground, say (Party)
(Party)
Come on, take my body, baby (Party)
That's right, c'mon, sing the song (Party)
(Party)
That's right (Party)
Got a lion in my pocket mama, say (Party)
Oh, and he's ready 2 roar (Party)

Mommy, why does everybody have a bomb?
Mommy, why does everybody have a bomb?





Ronnie Talk To Russia by Prince

(Get up, come on, shit!)

Ow!
Ronnie, talk 2 Russia before it's 2 late
Before it's 2 late, Ďfore it's 2 late
Ronnie, talk 2 Russia before it's 2 late
Before they blow up the world

(Ronnie, talk 2 Russia)

U can go 2 the zoo, but they can't feed guerillas
Can't feed guerillas, left-wing guerillas
Go 2 the zoo, but don't feed guerillas
Who wanna blow up the world

Oh yes, baby!

Ronnie, if U're dead before I get 2 meet ya
ĎFore I get 2 meet ya, Ďfore I get 2 meet ya
Ronnie, if U're dead before I get 2 meet ya
Don't say I didn't warn ya

Ronnie, talk 2 Russia before it's 2 late
Before it's 2 late, Ďfore it's 2 late
Ronnie, talk 2 Russia before it's 2 late
Before they blow up the world
Before they blow up the world
(My world, don't Ďcha, dont Ďcha blow up my world)
Don't U blow up my world!

Ow!





America by Prince

Yeah
Peace!

Aristocrats on a mountain climb
Making money, losing time
Communism is just a word
But if the government turn over
It'll be the only word that's heard

America, America
God shed his grace on thee
America, America
Keep the children free

Little sister making minimum wage
Living in a 1-room jungle-monkey cage
Can't get over, she's almost dead
She may not be in the black
But she's happy she ain't in the red

America, America
God shed his grace on thee
America, America
Keep the children free

Freedom
Love
Joy
Peace

Jimmy Nothing never went 2 school
They made him pledge allegiance
He said it wasn't cool
Nothing made Jimmy proud
Now Jimmy lives on a mushroom cloud

America, America
God shed his grace on thee
America, America
Keep the children free

America, America
God shed his grace on thee
America, America
Keep the children free

Freedom
Love
Joy
Peace

boom, boom, boom, boom the bomb go
boom, boom, boom, boom the bomb go boom.
Teacher, why won't Jimmy pledge allegiance?




Sign 'O' The Times by Prince

Oh yeah
In France a skinny man
Died of a big disease with a little name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle
And soon she did the same
At home there are seventeen-year-old boys
And their idea of fun
Is being in a gang called the disciples
High on crack, totin a machine gun

Time, time

Hurricane annie ripped the ceiling of a church
And killed everyone inside
U turn on the telly and every other story
Is tellin' u somebody died
Sister killed her baby cuz she could afford 2 feed it
And were sending people 2 the moon
In september my cousin tried reefer 4 the very first time
Now hes doing horse, its june

Times, times

Its silly, no?
When a rocket ship explodes
And everybody still wants 2 fly
Some say a man aint happy
Unless a man truly dies
Oh why
Time, time

Baby make a speech, star wars fly
Neighbors just shine it on
But if a night falls and a bomb falls
Will anybody see the dawn
Time, times

Its silly, no?
When a rocket blows
And everybody still wants 2 fly
Some say a man aint happy, truly
Until a man truly dies
Oh why, oh why, sign o the times

Time, time

Sign o the times mess with your mind
Hurry before its 2 late
Lets fall in love, get married, have a baby
Well call him nate... if its a boy

Time, time

Time, time

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PostSubject: Re: political songs???   Thu Jan 24, 2008 3:47 am

Ocean colour scene - Profit in Peace


All the people under broken homes
Dont wanna fight no more
All the people nursing shattered bones
Dont wanna fight no more
But theres no profit in peace
So weve gotta fight some more

And all those who are in foreign lands
Dont wanna fight no more
And all those who lost their feet or hands
Dont wanna fight no more
But theres no profit in peace boys
Weve gotta fight some more

Hey, we dont wanna fight no more
Hey, hey, hey, we dont wanna fight no more
But theres no profit in peace boys
We gotta fight some more

And all those just trying to play their part
Dont wanna fight no more
And all those who own a human heart
Dont wanna fight no more
But theres no profit in what you want
So we must fight some more

And all those who got an axe to grind
Dont wanna fight no more
And all those who got their burning lights
Dont wanna fight no more
But theres no profit in ever being right
So we must fight some more


And all the people under broken homes
Dont wanna fight no more
And all the people never going home
Dont wanna fight no more
There is profit in the land you own
So we must fight some more

And all those who got a tired face
Dont wanna fight no more
And all those who lost without a trace
Dont wanna fight no more
But there is profit in the love of hate
So we must fight some more


Hey, hey, hey, we dont wanna fight no more...
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PostSubject: Re: political songs???   Thu Jan 24, 2008 4:44 am

1984 by David Bowie

Someday they won't let you, so now you must agree
The times they are a-telling, and the changing isn't free
You've read it in the tea leaves, and the tracks are on TV
Beware the savage jaw
Of 1984

They'll split your pretty cranium, and fill it full of air
And tell that you're eighty, but brother, you won't care
You'll be shooting up on anything, tomorrow's never there
Beware the savage jaw
Of 1984

Come see, come see, remember me?
We played out an all night movie role
You said it would last, but I guess we enrolled
In 1984 (who could ask for more)
1984 (who could ask for mor-or-or-or-ore)
(Mor-or-or-or-ore)

I'm looking for a vehicle, I'm looking for a ride
I'm looking for a party, I'm looking for a side
I'm looking for the treason that I knew in '65
Beware the savage jaw
Of 1984

Come see, come see, remember me?
We played out an all night movie role
You said it would last, but I guess we enrolled
In 1984 (who could ask for more)
1984 (who could ask for mor-or-or-or-ore)
(Mor-or-or-or-ore)

1984
1984
1984 (more)
1984
1984 (more)
1984

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