The ocean, is on fire
The sky turned dark again
As the boats came in
And the beaches
Stretched out with soldiers
With their arms and guns
It has just begun

Believe, you want this
Believe, I want this too

Why wont you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this?
Tear my head
Inside out

And the houses
Laid out like targets
With the deafening sound
We watched them all go down
And the families
Now useless bodies
They lay still black and blue
A gift from us to you

Believe, you want this
Believe, I want this too

Why wont you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this?
Tear my head
Inside out

Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh (Believe)
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh (Believe, you want this too)
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh

Why wont you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this?
Tear my head
Inside out

Why wont you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this?
Tear my head
Inside out

Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh oh

Audioslave

Sound of a Gun

Wide Awake

Artist: Audioslave

Song: Sound of a Gun

Album: Revelations

Producer: Brenan O’Briend

Year: 2006

Label: Epic

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VkCa5KFexAU

Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/audioslave/soundofagun.html

In the here and the now I'll wait down among the young and the old

With the moon and the ground I play with my children in my home

This is for the daughters and sons of forgotten ones learning how to stand

This is for the innocent unknowns buried in the sand

All running from a sound of a gun

Running from the sound of a gun 'til you're weary

Running from the sound of a gun

From the crack in the blackness I'll wake, it's getting closer every night

In my city the playground is a battleground between the wrong and the right

I could run free as a child I was safe and wild, naked, and unarmed

Now I'm gone and safe in my home but some will never stop

Running from the sound of a gun

Running from the sound of a gun 'til they're weary

Running from the sound of a gun

The open mouth of the city swallowed up the town

On that same old concrete that I still walk down

And it seemed they put a shine on this place when I was young

Well maybe I just don't see it now

Running from the sound of a gun

Running from the sound of a gun 'til I'm weary

Running from the sound of a gun

Hey!

I'm running from the sound of a gun

I'm running from, running from the sound of a

Artist: Audioslave

Song: Wide Awake

Album: Revelations

Producer: Brenan O’Briend

Year: 2006

Label: Epic

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dXLj7qHg0Jg

Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/audioslave/wideawake.html

You can a look a hurricane right in the eye.

1200 people dead or left to die.

Follow the leaders, were it an eye for an eye we'd all be blind.

Deaf or murdered, and this I'm sure in this uncertain time.

So come pull the sheet over my eyes

So I can sleep tonight

Despite what I've seen today.

I found you guilty of a crime, of sleeping at a time

When you should have been wide awake.

Down on the road the world is floating by.

The poor and undefended left behind.

While you're somewhere trading lives for oil,

As if the whole world were blind, hey.

So come pull the sheet over my eyes

So I can sleep tonight

Despite what I've seen today.

I found you guilty of a crime of sleeping at a time

When you should have been wide awake.

Come pull the sheet over my eyes

So I can sleep tonight

Despite what I've seen today

I found you guilty of a crime of sleeping at a time

When you should have been wide awake

Wide awake! Wide awake! Wide awake! Wide awake!

Joan Baez

Birmingham Sunday

Oh Freedom

Artist: Joan Baez

Song: Birmingham Sunday

Album: 5

Producer: Maynard Solomon

Year: 1964

Label: Vanguard

Genre: Folk

URL: http://www.amazon.com/Birmingham-Sunday/dp/B000TR1H06

Lyrics: http://www.lyricsdepot.com/joan-baez/birmingham-sunday.html

Come round by my side and I'll sing you a song.

I'll sing it so softly, it'll do no one wrong.

On Birmingham Sunday the blood ran like wine,

And the choirs kept singing of Freedom.

That cold autumn morning no eyes saw the sun,

And Addie Mae Collins, her number was one.

At an old Baptist church there was no need to run.

And the choirs kept singing of Freedom,

The clouds they were grey and the autumn winds blew,

And Denise McNair brought the number to two.

The falcon of death was a creature they knew,

And the choirs kept singing of Freedom,

The church it was crowded, but no one could see

That Cynthia Wesley's dark number was three.

Her prayers and her feelings would shame you and me.

And the choirs kept singing of Freedom.

Young Carol Robertson entered the door

And the number her killers had given was four.

She asked for a blessing but asked for no more,

And the choirs kept singing of Freedom.

On Birmingham Sunday a noise shook the ground.

And people all over the earth turned around.

For no one recalled a more cowardly sound.

And the choirs kept singing of Freedom.

The men in the forest they once asked of me,

How many black berries grew in the Blue Sea.

And I asked them right back with a tear in my eye.

How many dark ships in the forest?

The Sunday has come and the Sunday has gone.

And I can't do much more than to sing you a song.

I'll sing it so softly, it'll do no one wrong.

And the choirs keep singing of Freedom.

Artist: Joan Baez

Song: Oh Freedom

Album: Recently

Producer: Alan Abrahams

Year: 1987

Label: Gold Castle

Genre: Folk

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EcNN5SEb-Kg

Lyrics: http://www.lyricsdownload.com/unknown-oh-freedom-lyrics.html

Oh, freedom, Oh, freedom,

Oh freedom over me.

And before I'd be a slave

I'd be buried in my grave

And go home to my Lord and be free.

No more moanin' etc.

No more weepin' etc.

No more shootin' etc.

There'll be singing etc.

Beastie Boys

In A World Gone Mad

Something’s Got to Give

Artist: Beastie Boys

Song: In A World Gone Mad

Album: Single

Producer: Beastie Boys

Year: 2003

Label: Capitol Records, Inc.

Genre: Rap

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wfpgK2V1k4g

Lyrics: http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/In-A-World-Gone-Mad-lyrics-Beastie-Boys/8F4A37F3DF9AD8A948256CF00005B084

[CHORUS]
In a world gone mad it's hard to think right
So much violence hate and spite
Murder going on all day and night
Due time we fight the non-violent fight

Mirrors, smokescreens and lies
It's not the politicians but their actions I despise
You and Saddam should kick it like back in the day
With the cocaine and Courvoisier
But you build more bombs as you get more bold
As your mid-life crisis war unfolds
All you want to do is take control
Now put that axis of evil bullshit on hold
Citizen rule number 2080
Politicians are shady
So people watch your back 'cause I think they smoke crack
I don't doubt it look at how they act

[CHORUS]
In a world gone mad it's hard to think right
So much violence hate and spite
Murder going on all day and night
Due time we fight the non-violent fight

First the 'War On Terror' now war on Iraq
We're reaching a point where we can't turn back
Let's lose the guns and let's lose the bombs
And stop the corporate contributions that their built upon
Well I'll be sleeping on your speeches 'til I start to snore
'Cause I won't carry guns for an oil war
As-Salamu alaikum, wa alaikum assalam
Peace to the Middle East peace to Islam
Now don't get us wrong 'cause we love America
But that's no reason to get hysterica
They're layin' on the syrup thick
We ain't waffles we ain't havin' it

[CHORUS]
In a world gone mad it's hard to think right
So much violence hate and spite
Murder going on all day and night
Due time we fight the non-violent fight

Now how many people must get killed?
For oil families pockets to get filled?
How many oil families get killed?
Not a damn one so what's the deal?

It's time to lead the way and de-escalate
Lose the weapons of mass destruction and the hate
Say ooh ah what's the White House doin'?
Oh no! Say, what they got brewing?!
Well I'm not pro Bush and I'm not pro Saddam
We need these fools to remain calm
George Bush you're looking like Zoo Lander
Trying to play tough for the camera
What am I on crazy pills? We've got to stop it
Get your hand out my grandma's pocket
We need health care more than going to war
You think it's democracy they're fighting for?

[CHORUS]
In a world gone mad it's hard to think right
So much violence hate and spite
Murder going on all day and night
Due time we fight the non-violent fight

Artist: Beastie Boys

Song: Something’s Got to Give

Album: Check Your Head

Producer: Mario Caldato, Jr.

Year: 1992

Label: Capitol Records, Inc.

Genre: Rap

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=emWeY3Xast4

Lyrics:

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/beastieboys/somethingsgottogive.html

I Wish For Peace Between The Races

Someday We Shall All Be One

Why Fight Yourself

This One's Called Rectify

There's Something Coming To The Surface

There's Fire All Around

But This Is An Illusion

I've Seen Better Days Than This One

I've Seen Better Nights Than This One

Tension Is Rebuilding

Something's Got To Give

Someday We Shall All Be One

Jesus Christ We're Nice

Beck

Tropicalia

Artist: Beck

Song: Tropicalia

Album: Mutations

Producer: Nigel Godrich and Beck Hansen

Year: 1998

Label: Geffen

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hUiz5dE5oE4&feature=related

Lyrics: http://www.lyricsdepot.com/beck/tropicalia.html

Oh, when they beat upon a broken guitar
And all the streets, they reek of tropical charms
The embassies lie in hideous shards
Where tourists snore and decay

When they dance in a reptile blaze
You wear a mask, an equatorial haze
Into the past, a colonial maze
Where there's no more confetti to throw

You wouldn't know what to say to yourself
Love is a poverty you couldn't sell
Misery waits in vague hotels
To be evicted

You're out of luck, you're singing funeral songs
To the studs, they're anabolic and bronze
They seem to strut in their millennial fogs
'Til they fall down and deflate

You wouldn't know what to say to yourself
Love is a poverty you couldn't sell
Misery waits in vague hotels
To be evicted

Oh, and now, you've had your fun
Under an air-conditioned sun
It's burned into your eyes
Leaves you plain and left behind
I'll see them rise and fall
Into the jaws of a pestilent love

You wouldn't know what to say to yourself
Love is a poverty you couldn't sell
Misery waits in vague hotels
To be a victim

Black Sabbath

War Pigs

Artist: Black Sabbath

Song: War Pigs

Album: Paranoid

Producer: Rodger Bain

Year: 1970

Label: Vertigo/Warner Bros.

Genre: Rock

URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=gbxfe7DMxVo

Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/black+sabbath/war+pigs_20019418.html

Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of deaths construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds, oh lord yeah!

Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor

Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait till their judgment day comes, yeah!

Now in darkness, world stops turning
As the war machine keeps burning
No more war pigs of the power
Hand of God has struck the hour
Day of judgment, God is calling
On their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
All right now!

Blink 182

Red Skies

Artist: Blink 182

Song: Red Skies

Album: Flyswatter

Producer: Blink 182

Year: 1993

Label: Fags in the Wilderness

Genre: Punk

URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=6usp7qXvXmo

Lyrics: http://www.tsrocks.com/b/blink-182_texts/red_skies.html

Why can't people just understand
money's something in the nature of the hand
now as we need something to help us with
all used up and nothing more to give
Change for the better
no more laziness kills like murder
help another you want for someday
you cant hide while I'm running
And all these people they don't comprehend
all those obscure animals aren't even in their pen
along the wheels comes the pain and strife,
?
Change for the better
no more laziness kills like murder
help another you want for someday
you cant hide while I'm running
And all these people they don't comprehend
all those obscure animals aren't even in their pen
along the wheels comes the pain and strife,
?
Change for the better
no more laziness kills like murder
help another you want for someday
you cant hide while I'm running
Change for the better
no more laziness kills like murder
help another you want for someday
you cant hide while I'm running

Eric Bogle

Waltzing Matilda

Artist: Eric Bogle

Song: Waltzing Matilda

Album: And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda

Producer: n/a

Year: 1976

Label: n/a

Genre: Folk

URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=GlYynHmE8b0

Lyrics: http://www.triskelle.eu/lyrics/bandplayedwaltzing.php?index=080.010.020.020

When I was a young man I carried me pack
And I lived the free life of the rover
From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over
Then in 1915 my country said: Son,
It's time to stop rambling, there's work to be done
So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun
And they sent me away to the war

And the band played Waltzing Matilda
When the ship pulled away from the quay
And amid all the tears, flag waving and cheers
We sailed off for Gallipoli

It well I remember that terrible day
When our blood stained the sand and the water
And how in that hell they call Suvla Bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turk, he was ready, he primed himself well
He rained us with bullets, and he showered us with shell
And in five minutes flat, we were all blown to hell
He nearly blew us back home to Australia

And the band played Waltzing Matilda
When we stopped to bury our slain
Well we buried ours and the Turks buried theirs
Then it started all over again

Oh those that were living just tried to survive
In that mad world of blood, death and fire
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive
While around me the corpses piled higher
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over head
And when I awoke in me hospital bed
And saw what it had done, I wished I was dead
I never knew there was worse things than dying

Oh no more I'll go Waltzing Matilda
All around the green bush far and near
For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs both legs
No more waltzing Matilda for me

They collected the wounded, the crippled, the maimed
And they shipped us back home to Australia
The armless, the legless, the blind and the insane
Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla
And when the ship pulled into Circular Quay
I looked at the place where me legs used to be
And thank Christ there was no one there waiting for me
To grieve and to mourn and to pity

And the Band played Waltzing Matilda
When they carried us down the gangway
Oh nobody cheered, they just stood there and stared
Then they turned all their faces away

Now every April I sit on my porch
And I watch the parade pass before me
I see my old comrades, how proudly they march
Renewing their dreams of past glories
I see the old men all tired, stiff and worn
Those weary old heroes of a forgotten war
And the young people ask "What are they marching for?"
And I ask myself the same question

And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
And the old men still answer the call
But year after year, their numbers get fewer
Someday, no one will march there at all

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?
And their ghosts may be heard as they march by the billabong
So who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?

Bright Eyes

Easy/Lucky/Free

Artist: Bright Eyes

Song: Easy/Lucky/Free

Album: Digital Ash in a Digital Urn

Producer: Bright Eyes

Year: 2005

Label: Saddle Creek

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a7xtiRrthlo

Lyrics: http://www.songmeanings.net/lyric.php?lid=3530822107858517917

Did it all get real? I guess it's real enough

They got refrigerators full of blood

Another century spent pointing guns

At anything that moves

Sometimes I worry that I've lost the plot

My twitching muscles tease my flippant thoughts

I never really dreamed of heaven much

Until we put him in the ground

But it's all I'm doing now

Listening for patterns in the sound

Of an endless static sea

But once the satellite's deceased

It blows like garbage through the streets

Of the night sky to infinity

But don't you weep

(Don't you weep for them)

Don't you weep

(Don't you weep)

There is nothing as lucky

Honey, don't you weep

(Don't you weep for them)

Don't you weep

(Don't you weep)

There is nothing as lucky

As easy

Or free

Don't be a criminal in this police state

You'd better shop and eat and procreate

You've got vacation days, then you might escape

To a condo on the coast

I set my watch to the atomic clock

I hear the crowd count down until the bomb gets dropped

I always figured there'd be time enough

I never let it get me down

But I can't help it now

Looking for faces in the clouds

I've got some friends I barely see

But we're all planning to meet

We'll lay in bags as dead as leaves

All together for eternity

But don't you weep

(Don't you weep for us)

Don't you weep

(Don't you weep)

There is no one as lucky

Honey, don't you weep

(Don't you weep for us)

Don't you weep

(Don't you weep)

There is nothing as lucky

As easy

Or free

There is nothing

There's nothing

Joyce Brookshire

Hunger Song

Artist: Joyce Brookshire

Song: Hunger Song

Album: Whatever Became of Me?

Producer: DeDe Vogt, Elise Witt

Year: 2000

Label: CD Baby

Genre: Folk

URL: http://cdbaby.com/cd/joycebrookshire1

Lyrics: http://www.mysongbook.de/msb/songs/h/hunger.html

Who's gonna feed the hungry
Who's gonna feed the poor
Who's gonna stand and help me fight
That lean wolf that's howling at my door

When I wake up in the morning
To face another day
Hunger's hanging over my head
There's a weakness in my stomach,. Lord
It's always been that way
Hunger's hanging over my head

When the kids come in from playing
There's nothing there to eat
Hunger's hanging over my head
It makes me feel so helpless
From my head down to my feet
Hunger's hanging over my head

And when the day is over
And it's time to go to bed
Hunger's hanging over my head
My prayers are for tomorrow, Lord
To see my family fed
Hunger's hanging over my head

James Brown

Say It Loud - I’m Black and I’m Proud

Artist: James Brown

Song: Say It Loud - I’m Black and I’m Proud

Album: Say It Loud - I’m Black and I’m Proud

Producer: James Brown

Year: 1968

Label: King Records

Genre: Soul

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2VRSAVDlpDI

Lyrics: http://www.metrolyrics.com/say-it-loud-im-black-and-im-proud-lyrics-james-brown.html

Uh, with your bad self

Say it louder (I got a mouth)

Look a'here, some people say we got a lot of malice

Some say it's a lotta nerve

I say we won't quit moving

Til we get what we deserve

We've been buked and we've been scourned

We've been treated bad, talked about

As just as sure as you're born

But just as sure as it take

Two eyes to make a pair, huh

Brother, we can't quit until we get our share

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud, one more time

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud, huh

I've worked on jobs with my feet and my hands

But all the work I did was for the other man

And now we demands a chance

To do things for ourselves

we tired of beating our heads against the wall

And working for someone else

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud, oowee

Ooowee, ou're killing me

Alright uh, you're out of sight

Alright, so tough, you're tough enough

Ooowee uh, you're killing me, oow

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud

Say it louder,

I'm black and I'm proud

Now we demand a chance to do things for ourselves

We tired of beating our heads against the wall

And working for someone else

A look a'here,

One thing more I got to say right here

Now, we're people like the birds and the bees

We rather die on our feet,

Than keep living on our knees

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud, hu

[Say It Loud -- I'm Black and I'm Proud lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud, hu

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud, Lord'a Lord'a Lord'a

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud, ooooh

Uh, alright now, good Lord

You know we can do the boog-a-loo

Now we can say we do the Funky Broadway!

Now we can do, hu

Sometimes we dance, we sing and we talk

You know I do like to do the camel walk

Alright now, hu alright,

Alright now, ha

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud

Say it louder,

I'm black and I'm proud, let me hear ya

Say it louder,

I'm black and I'm proud

Say it louder,

I'm black and I'm proud

Now we's demands a chance to do things for ourselves

We're tired of beating our heads against the wall

And working for someone else, hu

Now we're our people, too

We're like the birds and the bees,

But we'd rather die on our feet,

Than keep a'living on our knees

Say it louder,

I'm black and I'm proud

Say it louder,

I'm black and I'm proud, let me hear ha', huh

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud, hu

Say it louder,

I'm black and I'm proud

Say it louder,

I'm black and I'm proud

Oooow, oowee, you're killing me, alright

Uh, outa sight, alright you're outa sight

Ooowee, oh Lord,

Ooowee, you're killing me

Ooowee, ooowee, ooowee, ooowee, ow

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud, hu

Say it louder,

I'm black and I'm proud , Lord I feel it

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud

Say it louder,

I'm black and I'm proud

Michael Buble

Home

Artist: Michael Buble

Song: Home

Album: Caught in the Act

Producer: Michael Buble

Year: 2005

Label: Reprise Records

Genre: Alternative

URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=fDQnkYwfNfk

Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/michaelbuble/home.html

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm

Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home

Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
'Cause this was not your dream
But you always believed in me

Another winter day has come
And gone away
In even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home

Jimmy Buffet

Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On

Artist: Jimmy Buffet

Song: Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On

Album: Take the Weather With You

Producer: Stan Kellam, Mac McAnally, Michael Utley

Year: 2006

Label: RCA

Genre: Country

URL: http://www.amazon.com/Breathe-Out-Move/dp/B000W1YII2

Lyrics: http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Breathe-In-Breathe-Out-Move-On-lyrics-Jimmy-Buffett/E60E173F11F0489E48257214002A216B

I bought a cheap watch from a crazy man
Floating down canal
It doesn't use numbers or moving hands
It always just says now
Now you may be thinking that I was had
But this watch is never wrong
And If I have trouble the warranty said
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On

And it rained, It was nothing really new
And it blew, we've seen all that before
And it poured, the Earth began to strain
Pontchartrain leaking through the door, tides at war

If a hurricane doesn't leave you dead
It will make you strong
Don't try to explain it just nod your head
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On

[Guitar Solo]

And it rained, It was nothing really new
And it blew, seen all that before
And it poured, the Earth began to strain
Pontchartrain buried the 9th Ward to the 2nd floor

According to my watch the time is now
Past is dead and gone
Don't try to shake it just nod your head
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On

Don't try to explain it just bow your head
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On

Kate Bush

Breathing

The Dreaming

Artist: Kate Bush

Song: Breathing

Album: Never For Ever

Producer: Kate Bush

Year: 1979

Label: EMI

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9n2VSe_lja4

Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/k/kate+bush/breathing_20077207.html

Outside
Gets inside
Through her skin.
Ive been out before
But this time its much safer in.

Last night in the sky,
Such a bright light.
My radar send me danger
But my instincts tell me to keep

Breathing,
(out, in, out, in, out, in...)
Breathing,
Breathing my mother in,
Breathing my beloved in,
Breathing,
Breathing her nicotine,
Breathing,
Breathing the fall-out in,
Out in, out in, out in, out in.

Weve lost our chance.
Were the first and the last, ooh,
After the blast.
Chips of plutonium
Are twinkling in every lung.

I love my
Beloved, ooh,
All and everywhere,
Only the fools blew it.
You and me
Knew life itself is

Breathing,
(out, in, out, in, out...)
Breathing,
Breathing my mother in,
Breathing my beloved in,
Breathing,
Breathing her nicotine,
Breathing,
Breathing the fall-out in,
Out in, out in, out in, out in,
Out in, out in, out in, out...
(out!)

In point of fact it is possible to tell the
(out!)
Difference between a small nuclear explosion and
A large one by a very simple method. the calling
Card of a nuclear bomb is the blinding flash that
Is far more dazzling than any light on earth--brighter
Even than the sun itself--and it is by the duration
Of this flash that we are able to determine the size
(what are we going to do without? )
Of the weapon. after the flash a fireball can be
Seen to rise, sucking up under it the debris, dust
And living things around the area of the explosion,
And as this ascends, it soon becomes recognisable
As the familiar mushroom cloud. as a demonstration
Of the flash duration test lets try and count the
Number of seconds for the flash emitted by a very
Small bomb; then a more substantial, medium-sized
Bomb; and finally, one of our very powerful,
High-yield bombs

What are we going to do without?
Ooh please!
What are we going to do without?
Let me breathe!
What are we going to do without?
Ooh, quick!
We are all going to die without!
Breathe in deep!
What are we going to die without?
Leave me something to breathe!
We are all going to die without!
Oh, leave me something to breathe!
What are we going to do without?
Oh, god, please leave us something to breathe!
We are all going to die without
Oh, life is--breathing.

Artist: Kate Bush

Song: The Dreaming

Album: The Dreaming

Producer: Kate Bush

Year: 1982

Label: EMI

Genre: Alternative

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0wkkuaTvIso

Lyrics: http://www.purelyrics.com/index.php?lyrics=vnkhkafs

'Bang!' Goes Another Kanga

On The Bonnet Of The Van.

'See The Light Ram Through The Gaps In The Land.'

Many An Aborigine's Mistaken For A Tree

'Til You Near Him On The Motorway

And The Tree Begin To Breathe.

'See The Light Ram Through The Gaps In The Land.'

('Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha')

Coming In With The Golden Light

In The Morning.

Coming In With The Golden Light

Is The New Man.

Coming In With The Golden Light

Is My Dented Van.

Woomera.

'Dree-Ee-Ee-Ee-Ee-

A-A-A-A-A-

M-M-M-M-M-

Ti-Ti-Ti-Ti-Ti-

I-I-I-I-I-

Me-Me-Me-Me-Me,'

'Dree-Ee-Ee-Ee-Ee-'

Woomera.

'A-A-A-A-A-

M-M-M-M-M-

Ti-Ti-Ti-Ti-Ti-

I-I-I-I-I-

Me-Me-Me-Me-Me.

'Dree-Ee-Ee-Ee-Ee-

A-A-A-A-A-

M-M-M-M-M-

Ti-Ti-Ti-Ti-Ti-'

The Civilised Keep Alive

The Territorial War.

'See The Light Ram Through The Gaps In The Land.'

Erase The Race That Claim The Place

And Say We Dig For Ore,

Or Dangle Devils In A Bottle

And Push Them From The Pull Of The Bush.

'See The Light Ram Through The Gaps In The Land.'

You Find Them In The Road.

'See The Light Bounce Off The Rocks To The Sand.'

In The Road.

Coming In With The Golden Light

In The Morning.

Coming In With The Golden Light

With No Warning.

Coming In With The Golden Light

We Bring In The Rigging.

Cardigans

War

Artist: Cardigans

Song: War (First Try)

Album: Other Side of the Moon

Producer: Tore Johansson

Year: 1998

Label: Polygram Intl, Stockholm Records

Genre: Rock

URL: n/a

Lyrics: http://www.mp3lyrics.org/c/cardigans/war/

Oh, come crush me now
Don't leave
No one has won this war
This time

No, don't sleep tonight
I'm hurt and ready for fire
Don't leave me up
Alarmed and ready to die

Come on, it's war, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, it's war, come on

Please, I'm almost done
Don't you treat
I've loaded my gun
With love, with...
Hear the dust roll over the floor
Why must you sleep?
Come crush me now
I'm armed
And ready to die

Come on, it's war, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, it's war, come on
Come on, fight me, come on
Come on, it's war, come on

You look so peaceful
when you sleep
Beautifully
It's such an easy way to choose
You loose

Come on, it's war, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, fight me, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, it's war, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, it's war, come on

You look so peaceful
when you sleep
Beautifully
It's such an easy way to choose
You loose

Carnivore

Race War

Artist: Carnivore

Song: Race War

Album: Carnivore/Retaliation

Producer: Alex Perialas

Year: 1987

Label: Roadrunner Records

Genre: Metal

URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=MOLH8Eq1vuw

Lyrics: http://www.lyricsdir.com/carnivore-race-war-lyrics.html

Black against white
yellow versus red
the fighting won't stop
until we're all dead

Burning, looting, riots destroy the masses
Nightfall, brings death, city reduced to ashes

Don't call me your brother
'cause I ain't your fucking brother
we fell from different cunts
and your skins an ugly color

Race War
we're going to a race war
Hate War
we're going to a hate war

Bloodshed, rampage, torture is not subsiding
Chaos, bedlam, violent ethnic uprising

Moslems against Christians
and the Arabs versus Jews
the Catholic and Protestants
no one wins we all lose

Everybody's gonna die

Xenophobic tendencies
instilled in us at birth
are misabled racism
hostilities getting worse
accept the fact my distant cousin
we cannot live in peace
isolated environments
may just be the key

Human beings suspicious
soon fear grows to hate
we'll have each other by the throat
when forced to integrate
mothers watch their children die
at each other's hand
Cain and Able set the course
ethnocentric command

Race War
Hate War

Harry Chapin

Cat’s in the Cradle

Artist: Harry Chapin

Song: Cat’s in the Cradle

Album: Verities & Balderdash

Producer: n/a

Year: 1974

Label: Elektra Records

Genre: Folk

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jLzMw5hKoVk

Lyrics: http://www.lyricsdepot.com/harry-chapin/cats-in-the-cradle.html

My child arrived just the other day
He came to the world in the usual way
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay
He learned to walk while I was away
And he was talkin' 'fore I knew it, and as he grew
He'd say "I'm gonna be like you dad
You know I'm gonna be like you"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home dad?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then

My son turned ten just the other day
He said, "Thanks for the ball, Dad, come on let's play
Can you teach me to throw", I said "Not today
I got a lot to do", he said, "That's ok"
And he walked away but his smile never dimmed
And said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah
You know I'm gonna be like him"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then

Well, he came home from college just the other day
So much like a man I just had to say
"Son, I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while?"
He shook his head and said with a smile
"What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys
See you later, can I have them please?"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then

I've long since retired, my son's moved away
I called him up just the other day
I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind"
He said, "I'd love to, Dad, if I can find the time
You see my new job's a hassle and kids have the flu
But it's sure nice talking to you, Dad
It's been sure nice talking to you"

And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me
He'd grown up just like me
My boy was just like me

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then

The Clash

Know Your Rights

London Calling

White Riot

Artist: The Clash

Song: Know Your Rights

Album: Combat Rocks

Producer: Glyn Johns

Year: 1982

Label: CBS

Genre: Punk

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nPeWSpB_7w4

Lyrics: http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/fahrenheit911/knowyourrights.htm

This is a public service announcement
With guitar
Know your rights all three of them

Number 1
You have the right not to be killed
Murder is a CRIME!
Unless it was done by a
Policeman or aristocrat
Know your rights

And Number 2
You have the right to food money
Providing of course you
Don't mind a little
Investigation, humiliation
And if you cross your fingers
Rehabilitation

Know your rights
These are your rights
Wang

Know these rights

Number 3
You have the right to free
Speech as long as you're not
Dumb enough to actually try it.

Know your rights
These are your rights
All three of 'em
It has been suggested
In some quarters that this is not enough!
Well..............................

Get off the streets
Get off the streets
Run
You don't have a home to go to
Smush

Finally then I will read you your rights

You have the right to remain silent
You are warned that anything you say
Can and will be taken down
And used as evidence against you

Listen to this
Run

Artist: The Clash

Song: London Calling

Album: London Calling

Producer: Guy Stevens

Year: 1979

Label: Epic

Genre: Punk

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FiVvA9YQpiI

Lyrics: http://londonsburning.org/lyr_london_calling.html

London calling to the faraway towns

Now war is declared - and battle come down

London calling to the underworld

Come out of the cupboard,you boys and girls

London calling, now don't look to us

Phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust

London calling, see we ain't got no swing

'Cept for the reign of that truncheon thing

CHORUS

The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in

Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin

Engines stop running, but I have no fear

Cause London is drowning and I, live by the river

London calling to the imitation zone

Forget it, brother, you can go at it alone

London calling to the zombies of death

Quit holding out - and draw another breath

London calling - and I don't wanna shout

But while we were talking I saw you nodding out

London calling, see we ain't got no high

Except for that one with the yellowy eyes

CHORUS x2

The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in

Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin

A nuclear error, but I have no fear

Cause London is drowning and I, I live by the river

Now get this

London calling, yes, I was there, too

An' you know what they said? Well, some of it was true!

London calling at the top of the dial

And after all this, won't you give me a smile?

London Calling

I never felt so much alike, like-a, like-a...

Artist: The Clash

Song: White Riot

Album: The Clash

Producer: Mickey Foote

Year: 1977

Label: CBS

Genre: Punk

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I9eLeZS9OeY

Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/c/clash/white+riot_20031778.html

White riot - I wanna riot

White riot - a riot of my own

White riot - I wanna riot

White riot - a riot of my own

Black people gotta lot a problems

But they dont mind throwing a brick

White people go to school

Where they teach you how to be thick

An everybodys doing

Just what theyre told to

An nobody wants

To go to jail!

All the powers in the hands

Of people rich enough to buy it

While we walk the street

Too chicken to even try it

Everybodys doing

Just what theyre told to

Nobody wants

To go to jail!

Are you taking over

Or are you taking orders?

Are you going backwards

Or are you going forwards?

Closet Monster

Battle Cry for a Better World

Corporate Media Death Squad

Smells Like Revolutionary Spirit

The Empire Strikes Iraq

Artist: Closet Monster

Song: Battle Cry for a Better World

Album: Killed the Radio Star

Producer: Closet Monster

Year: 2002

Label: Underground Operations

Genre: Punk

URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=vbGGKBbrJ3Y

Lyrics:

http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/closet_monster/battle_cry_for_a_better_world.html

Man made convention breeds accident prevention.
A garbage man blew his head off; he deals with all our waste.
Refuse to learn a lesson, keep asking the same question,
History repeats itself as we wash down the drain.
Who are we and what have we become?
A race of ignorance.
Who are we and what have we become?
A race of ignorance.
Convenience bought by the wholesale tons.
Obedience and peace sought through the barrel of a gun.
Upkeep the illusion
First world leaders,
Of equal rights and global harmony.
Celebrated by spending billions on olympic stadiums
While just outside there are thousands
Sound asleep upon the streets.
It's time to stand up,
It's time to fight back.

Artist: Closet Monster

Song: Corporate Media Death Squad

Album: Killed the Radio Star

Producer: Closet Monster

Year: 2002

Label: Underground Operations

Genre: Punk

URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=AbAhjq0hui0

Lyrics:

http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/closet_monster/corporate_media_death_squad.html

Just one more headline, stop the press.
Forget about their news.
Its filtered through years of pedigree and policy.
We don't think you don't think twice,
Cause you don't think at all.
The weathers nice so here's another useless hit pop song.
I want to smash the radio.
I want to smash the radio.
The struggle's about freedom,
No who is going to win it.
A public service announcement for you:
No one should profit from the news.
2-4-6-8 first things first then smash the state.
5-6-7-8 right about then I'm feeling great.
I want to smash the radio.
I want to smash the radio.
The struggle's about freedom,
Not who is going to win it... oh yeah.

Artist: Closet Monster

Song: Smells Like Revolutionary Spirit

Album: Killed the Radio Star

Producer: Closet Monster

Year: 2002

Label: Underground Operations

Genre: Punk

URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=fyXYtqLHbn8

Lyrics:

http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/closet_monster/smells_like_revolutionary_spirit.html

The people united will never be defeated,
Sticks and stones and kitchen racks soaked in vinegar,
Fists of love and homemade shields and hearts made of gold.
Cause bravery... is standing up for what you believe...
Not hiding behind flags and lies and broken down democracies.
Not fighting wars from behind palace doors.
50,000 voices screaming out,
"OUR VOICE WILL BE HEARD".
50,000 different rhythms creating one,
"OUR NOISE WILL BE HEARD"
So-so-so-solidarity.
Hand painted signs, on the front lines a message of strength.
Laugh and dance while you stare you oppressors in the face.
We won't back down.
Fighting evil will make the weakest brave.

Artist: Closet Monster

Song: The Empire Strikes Iraq

Album: We Rebuilt This City

Producer: Closet Monster

Year: 2004

Label: Underground Operations

Genre: Punk

URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=2u6Mu_AlIKk

Lyrics:

http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/closet_monster/the_empire_strikes_iraq.html

More bomb dropped on the first morning
Then in all of operations desert storm
Unprovoked. I sit alone in fear
Whos rifles start as pens
And end as smart bombs upon innocence
Its difference in culture not intelligence
Please sign here

Broken audio as carpet bombs explode
I wish all the dead children could be delivered and
Buried on the White House lawn
That's imposed freedom's highest cost
Maybe for once a price we won't forget
I ask, was this our vietnam?

If this is freedom then what's with all of the dissent
Da-na-na-na-NA [x2]
If this is freedom then what's with all the piles of dead
Da-na-na-na-Na

Coldplay

Fix You

Artist: Coldplay

Song: Fix You

Album: X&Y

Producer: Coldplay, Ken Nelson

Year: 2005

Label: Parlophone

Genre: Alternative

URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=jBEYyHGbwto

Lyrics: http://www.metrolyrics.com/fix-you-lyrics-coldplay.html

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse?

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worst?

Lights will guide you home,
And ignite your bones,
And I will try to fix you,

High up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth
[Fix You lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down on your face
And I

Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down on your face
And I

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Phil Collins

Another Day in Paradise

Artist: Phil Collins

Song: Another Day in Paradise

Album: . . . But Seriously

Producer: Phil Collins, Hugh Padgham

Year: 1989

Label: Atlantic Records, Virgin Records, WEA

Genre: Rock

URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=ftlYLcEW_I4

Lyrics:

http://www.lyrics007.com/Phil%20Collins%20Lyrics/Another%20Day%20In%20Paradise%20Lyrics.html

She calls out to the man on the street
"Sir, can you help me?
It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep,
Is there somewhere you can tell me?"

He walks on, doesn't look back
He pretends he can't hear her
Starts to whistle as he crosses the street
Seems embarrassed to be there

Oh think twice, it's another day for
You and me in paradise
Oh think twice, it's just another day for you,
You and me in paradise

She calls out to the man on the street
He can see she's been crying
She's got blisters on the soles of her feet
Can't walk but she's trying

Oh think twice...

Oh lord, is there nothing more anybody can do
Oh lord, there must be something you can say

You can tell from the lines on her face
You can see that she's been there
Probably been moved on from every place
'Cos she didn't fit in there

Oh think twice...

Cowboy Mouth

The Avenue

Home

Artist: Cowboy Mouth

Song: The Avenue

Album: Voodoo Shoppe

Producer: Russ-T Cobb

Year: 2006

Label: Eleven Thirty

Genre: Rock

URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=9MNE5mTkGhs

Lyrics: n/a

Artist: Cowboy Mouth

Song: Home

Album: Voodoo Shoppe

Producer: Russ-T Cobb

Year: 2006

Label: Eleven Thirty

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.amazon.com/Voodoo-Shoppe-Cowboy-Mouth/dp/B000E5KQR8

Lyrics: http://www.metrolyrics.com/home-lyrics-cowboy-mouth.html

It's hard in St. Bernard there's tears in Algiers
If you're calling for New Orleans
There's nobody here
So fix yourself a drink
Pack your things and go
Last one out turn off the lights and board up the doors
I want to go home whatever it takes
I want to go home when the levee breaks
I want to go home where the streets have holes
I want to go home where the good times roll
The Ninth Ward's disappeared the Treme's overflowed
It's Dante's Inferno
In the Superdome
The inhumanity of this insanity
Could have been prevented
Oh so easily
[Home lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

My heart is heavy feet everywhere it seems
This time even fats ain't walking back to New Orleans
I want to go home whatever it takes
I want to go home when the levee breaks
I want to go home where the streets have holes
I want to go home where the good times roll
The world is gonna pay 'cause we'll be everywhere
There'll be dancing in your streets
Music in your air
But when that water starts to fall you won't see us around
Unles you're buying drinks for us in our home town
I want to go home whatever it takes
I want to go home when the levee breaks
I want to go home where the streets have holes
I want to go home where the good times roll

Cranberries

War Child

Zombie

Artist: The Cranberries

Song: War Child

Album: To the Faithful Departed

Producer: Bruce Fairbaim

Year: 1996

Label: Island

Genre: Alternative

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6CqzUoabxG0

Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/cranberries/warchild.html

Who will save the war child baby?

Who controls the key?

The web we weave is thick and sordid,

Fine by me.

At times of war we're all the losers,

There's no victory.

We shoot to kill and kill your lover,

Fine by me.

War child, victim of political pride.

Plant the seed, territorial greed.

Mind the war child,

We should mind the war child.

I spent last winter in New York,

And came upon a man.

He was sleeping on the streets and homeless,

He said, "I fought in Vietnam."

Beneath his shirt he wore the mark,

He bore the mark with pride.

A two inch deep incision carved,

Into his side.

War child, victim of political pride.

Plant the seed, territorial greed.

Mind the war child,

We should mind the war child.

Who's the loser now? Who's the loser now?

We're all the losers now. We're all the losers now.

War child. [X2]

Artist: The Cranberries

Song: Zombie

Album: No Need to Argue

Producer: Stephen Street

Year: 1994

Label: Island

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lyp5we2ySDo

Lyrics: http://www.lyrics007.com/Cranberries Lyrics/Zombie Lyrics.html

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...

Creedence Clearwater Revival

Fortunate Son

Artist: Creedence Clearwater Revival

Song: Fortunate Son

Album: Willy and the Poor Boys

Producer: John Fogerty

Year: 1969

Label: Fantasy

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X90T5sY5c2o&feature=related

Lyrics: http://www.metrolyrics.com/fortunate-son-lyrics-ccr.html

Some folks are born made to wave the flag,

Ooo, they’re red, white and blue.

And when the band plays hail to the chief,

Ooo, they point the cannon at you, y’all!

It ain’t me, it ain’t me, I ain’t no senator’s son, Son.

It ain’t me, it ain’t me; I ain’t no fortunate one. No.

Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,

Lord, don’t they help themselves, y’all!

But when the taxman comes to the door,

Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale.

It ain’t me, it ain’t me, I ain’t no millionaire’s son. No, no.

It ain’t me, it ain’t me; I ain’t no fortunate one. No.

Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,

Ooo, they send you down to war, y’all.

And when you ask them, how much should we give?

Ooo, they only answer more! More! More! Y’all.

It ain’t me, it ain’t me, I ain’t no military son, Son.

It ain’t me, it ain’t me; I ain’t no fortunate one, one.

It ain’t me, it ain’t me, I ain’t no fortunate one. No, no, no.

It ain’t me, it ain’t me, I ain’t no fortunate son. No, no, no.

Crosby, Stills & Nash

Ohio

Wooden Ships

Artist: Crosby, Stills & Nash

Song: Ohio

Album: Single

Producer: written by Neil Young

Year: 1970

Label: Atlantic

Genre: Rock

URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=dfESON74GKA

Lyrics: http://www.geocities.com/bennies12/CSNY.html

Tin soldiers and Nixon's coming, we're finally on our own.
This summer I hear the drumming, four dead in Ohio.
Gotta get down to it, soldiers are cutting us down. Should have been done long ago.
What if you knew her and found her dead on the ground?
How can you run when you know?

Gotta get down to it, soldiers are cutting us down. Should have been done long ago.
What if you knew her and found her dead on the ground?
How can you run when you know?

Tin soldiers and Nixon's coming, we're finally on our own.
This summer I hear the drumming, four dead in Ohio,
four dead in Ohio, four dead in Ohio, four dead in Ohio, how many more?
Four dead in Ohio, four dead in Ohio, four dead in Ohio, home many more?

Artist: Crosby, Stills & Nash

Song: Wooden Ships

Album: Crosby, Stills & Nash

Producer: Bill Halverson, David Crosby, Graham Nash, Stephen Stills

Year: 1969

Label: Atlantic

Genre: Rock

URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=a0P_cviczko

Lyrics: www.lyrics007.com/David%20Crosby%20Lyrics/Wooden%20Ships%20Lyrics.html

One, two (Yeah) ... One, two, three ...

Intro. (Electric Guitars and Organ)
Nash: If you smile at me I will understand
'cause that is something
Everybody everywhere does in the same language, yeah
Crosby: I can see by your coat, my friend you're from the other side
There's just one thing I would like to know
Can you tell me please who won the war?
Nash: Say can I have some of your purple berries?
Crosby: Yes, I've been eating them
For six or seven weeks now I haven't got sick once
Crosby & Nash: Probably keep us all alive here we go

Wooden ships on the water very free and easy
Easy, you know the way it's supposed to be
Silver people on the shoreline let us be
Talkin' very free and easy

Instrumental (Organ)
Horror grips us as we watch you die
All we can do is echo your anguished cries
Stare as all your human feelings die
We are leaving, you don't ...

Instrumental (Organ + Electric Guitar)
Go take your sister then by the hand
(Lead her) Lead her out of this foreign land
Far away where we might laugh again
We are leaving, you don't need us
You don't, you don't ...

Instrumental (Electric Guitar)
And it's a fair wind
Blowin' warm out of the south o'er my shoulder
I guess I am going to set a course
And you know we will surely, surely go

Charlie Daniels

In America

Artist: Charlie Daniels

Song: In America

Album: Full Moon

Producer: Charlie Daniels, John Boylan

Year: 1980

Label: Epic

Genre: Blues

URL: http://www.allmusicvideocodes.com/c/Charlie Daniels/In America/index.html

Lyrics: http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/daniels-charlie/in-america-10931.html

Well the eagle's been flying slow and the flag's been flying low

And a lot of people are saying that America's fixing to fall

But speaking just for me and some people from Tennessee

We got a thing or two to tell you all

This lady may have stumbled but she ain't never fell

And if the Russians don't believe that they can all go straight to hell

We're gonna put her feet back on the path of righteousness

And then God bless America again

And you never did think that it ever would happen again

In America, did you?

You never did think that we'd ever get together again

Well we damn sure fooled you

We're walking real proud and we're talking real loud again in America

You never did think that it ever would happen again

From the sound up in Long Island out to San Francisco Bay

And ev'ry thing that's in between them is our home

And we may have done a little bit of fighting amongst ourselves

But you outside people best leave us alone

Cause we'll all stick together and you can take that to the bank

That's the cowboys and the hippies and the rebels and the yanks

You just go and lay your head on a Pittsburgh Steeler fan

And I think you're gonna finally understand

And you never did think that it ever would happen again

In America, did you?

You never did think that we'd ever get together again

Well we damn sure fooled you

We're walking real proud and we're talking real loud again in America

You never did think that it ever would happen again

Dave Matthews Band

Don’t Drink the Water

Artist: Dave Matthews Band

Song: Don’t Drink the Water

Album: Before These Crowded Streets

Producer: Steve Lillywhite

Year: 1998

Label: RCA

Genre: Alternative

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uwo3Vl3SYzQ

Lyrics:

http://www.lyricsfreak.com/d/dave+matthews+band/dont+drink+the+water_20036490.html

Come out, come out, no use in hiding.

Come out, come out, can you not see

Theres no place here, what were you expecting?

No room for both, just room for me.

So you will lay your arms down,

Yes, I will call this home.

Away, away, you have been banished.

Your land is gone, and given to me.

And here I will spread my wings.

Yes, I will call this home.

Whats this you say, you feel a right to remain?

Then stay and I will bury you.

Whats that you say, your fathers spirit still lives in this place?

Well, I will silence you.

Heres the hitch, your horse is leaving.

Dont miss your boat, its leaving now.

And as you go I will spread my wings.

Yes, I will call this home.

I have no time to justify to you,

Fool, youre blind, move aside for me.

All I can say to you my new neighbor,

You must move on or I will bury you.

Now as I rest my feet by this fire

Those hands once warmed here, but I have retired them.

I can breathe my own air and I can sleep more soundly

Upon these poor souls,

Ill build heaven and call it home.

Cause youre all dead now.

I live with my justice

And I live with my greed in me

I live with no mercy

And I live with my frenzy feet

I live with my hatred

And I live with my jealousy

I live with the notion that I dont need anyone but me

Dont drink the water

Blood in the water

Dont drink the water

Thomas Osborne Davis

A Nation Once Again

Artist: Thomas Osborne Davis

Song: A Nation Once Again

Album: N/A

Producer: N/A

Year: 1840’s

Label: N/A

Genre: Folk

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6dU8mGjrjJk&feature=related

Lyrics: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Nation_Once_Again

When boyhood's fire was in my blood

I read of ancient freemen,

For Greece and Rome who bravely stood,

Three hundred men and three men;

And then I prayed I yet might see

Our fetters rent in twain,

And Ireland, long a province, be.

A Nation once again!

Chorus:

A Nation once again, A Nation once again, And Ireland, long a province, be A Nation once again!

And from that time, through wildest woe,

That hope has shone a far light,

Nor could love's brightest summer glow

Outshine that solemn starlight;

It seemed to watch above my head

In forum, field and fane,

Its angel voice sang round my bed,

A Nation once again!

(Chorus)

It whisper'd too, that freedom's ark

And service high and holy,

Would be profaned by feelings dark

And passions vain or lowly;

For, Freedom comes from God's right hand,

And needs a Godly train;

And righteous men must make our land

A Nation once again!

(Chorus)

So, as I grew from boy to man,

I bent me to that bidding

My spirit of each selfish plan

And cruel passion ridding;

For, thus I hoped some day to aid,

Oh, can such hope be vain?

When my dear country shall be made

A Nation once again!

(Chorus)

Dead Kennedys

A Commercial

Holiday in Cambodia

Artist: Dead Kennedys

Song: A Commercial

Album: Bedtime for Democracy

Producer: Dead Kennedys

Year: 1986

Label: Manifesto

Genre: Punk

URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=YFsL2t44rVY

Lyrics: http://www.lyriczz.com/lyriczz.php?songid=35445

Have we got a telethon for you coming soon on MTV!

A rockin' bankroll extravaganza featuring all your vigilante rock stars!

Sammy Hagar: Sylvester Stallone: Clint Eastwood.

It's so important we've even exhumed the bodies of Lynyrd Skynyrd!

This ain't no sissy concert to raise food for the needy; this concerts whipped up the American way to raise money for guns for the greedy!

So stay tuned and dig in those heels for: USA FOR SOUTH AFRICA!

It's USA for South Africa 'cause those poor, sex-starved riot battalions need more machine guns, more tear gas, more nerve gas, more electric fences for those prison camps they call "homelands."

And who's going to give it to them?

WE ARE! Every one of us!

Every time we go to the bank.

Every time we buy food at Theftway.

Or those fancy chrome wheels for your hot car.

It's USA FOR SOUTH AFRICA!

Don't delay! Apartheid is a BIG business!

What would these American ladies do without those diamonds?

You heard the White House: DON'T MISS IT!

Have you're rich parents' money ready, world hunger's gone forever once your check's in the mail when MTV and the rock and racism connection bring you live, from Sun City, USA FOR SOUTH AFRICA!

Artist: Dead Kennedys

Song: Holiday in Cambodia

Album: Fresh Fruit for Rotting Vegetables

Producer: Dead Kennedys

Year: 1980

Label: Cherry Red / Alternative Tentacles

Genre: Punk

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LKw3TX0CRKc

Lyrics:

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/deadkennedys/holidayincambodia.html

So you been to school
For a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car
Thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl

Play ethnicky jazz
To parade your snazz
On your five grand stereo
Braggin' that you know
How the niggers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul

It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear:

It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough, kid, but it's life
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't forget to pack a wife

You're a star-belly sneech
You suck like a leach
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you

Well you'll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake

Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son:.

Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
A holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack

Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, [etc]

And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul

Decemberists

When the War Came

Artist: Decemberists

Song: When the War Came

Album: The Crane Wife

Producer: Tucker Martine and Chris Walla

Year: 2006

Label: Capitol

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnMXsIATURE

Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/decemberists/whenthewarcame.html

With all the grain of babylon

To cultivate to make us strong

And hidden here behind the walls

Are shoulders wide and timber on

'Til the war came

A terrible autonomy

Is grafted onto you and me

A trust put in the government

Is all their lies are heaven sent

'Til the war came

And the war came with a curse and a caterwaul

And the war came with all the poise of a cannonball

And they're picking out a rise by coal and candlelight

When the war came, the war came hard

We made our huts of avaram

We'd not betray the sole Ledum

The acres of hysterisy

To our own pangs of starvation

When the war came

And the war came with a curse and a caterwaul

And the war came with all the poise of a cannonball

And they're picking out a rise by coal and candlelight

When the war came, the war came hard

With all the grain of Babylon

Dido

Life for Rent

Artist: Dido

Song: Life for Rent

Album: Life for Rent

Producer: Mike Hedges; Rollo; Dido

Year: 2003

Label: Arista

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D80B0HCyQpQ

Lyrics: http://www.lyrics007.com/Dido%20Lyrics/Life%20For%20Rent%20Lyrics.html

I haven't really ever found a place that I call home
I never stick around quite long enough to make it
I apologize that once again I'm not in love
But it's not as if I mind
that your heart ain't exactly breaking

It's just a thought, only a thought

But if my life is for rent and I don't lean to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mine

I've always thought
that I would love to live by the sea
To travel the world alone
and live my life more simply
I have no idea what's happened to that dream
Cos there's really nothing left here to stop me

It's just a thought, only a thought

But if my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mine

While my heart is a shield and I won't let it down
While I am so afraid to fail so I won't even try
Well how can I say I'm alive

If my life is for rent...

Ani DiFranco

On Every Corner

Lost Woman Song

Talk to Me Now

Artist: Ani Difranco

Song: On Every Corner

Album: Not So Soft

Producer: Ani DiFranco, Dale Anderson

Year: 1991

Label: Righteous Babe

Genre: Alternative

URL: http://www.last.fm/music/Ani+DiFranco/_/Not+So+Soft

Lyrics: http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Ani-Difranco/On-Every-Corner.html

Death

has been your lover

he has brought you

the edges of your life

and now you are looking over

and all we can say is

it's gonna be all right

and I am looking forward

to looking back on these days

when on every corner

someone holds a sign

that says I'm homeless

I'm hungry and

I have AIDS

how will they define our generation

in the coming decades

who will tell the story

and what will they say?

will they say the victims

were thought of as criminals

while the guilty sat on high

deciding their fate

ticking off statistics in their spare time

tell me,

which is the crime?

may you never test positive

pregnancy

HIV

may you never be the receptacle of blame

may you never be the scapegoat

for a whole

world full of shame

may you never be fighting for your life

and at the same time

have to fight for your name

there are too few who open both eyes

we sit back in our easy chairs

and we try to sympathize

whether from the point of a needle or

the edge of our beds

we too, like too many others,

could be dead

our actions

will define us

before a single definition can be said

yeah, so what if god is testing us

what if that's true

what are you going to do

what is the answer

to you

Artist: Ani DiFranco

Song: Lost Woman Song

Album: Ani DiFranco

Producer: Ani DiFranco, Dale Anderson

Year: 1990

Label: Righteous Babe

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.amazon.com/Ani-DiFranco/dp/B0000058ME

Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/anidifranco/lostwomansong.html

I opened a bank account

when I was nine years old

I closed it when I was eighteen

I gave them every penny that I'd saved

and they gave my blood

and my urine

a number

now I'm sitting in this waiting room

playing with the toys

and I am here to exercise

my freedom of choice

I passed their handheld signs

went through their picket lines

they gathered when they saw me coming

they shouted when they saw me cross

I said why don't you go home

just leave me alone

I'm just another woman lost

you are like fish in the water

who don't know that they are wet

as far as I can tell

the world isn't perfect yet

his bored eyes were obscene

on his denim thighs a magazine

I wish he'd never come here with me

in fact I wish he'd never come near me

I wish his shoulder

wasn't touching mine

I am growing older

waiting in this line

some of lifes best lessons

are learned at the worst times

under the fierce flourescent

she offered her hand for me to hold

she offered stability and calm

and I was crushing her palm

through the pinch pull wincing

my smile unconvincing

on that sterile battlefield that sees

only casualties

never heros

my heart hit absolute zero

Lucille, your voice still sounds in me

mine was a relatively easy tragedy

now the profile of our country

looks a little less hard nosed

but that picket line persisted

and that clinic's since been closed

they keep pounding their fists on reality

hoping it will break

but I don't think there's a one of us

leads a life free of mistakes

Artist: Ani DiFranco

Song: Talk to Me Now

Album: Ani DiFranco

Producer: Ani DiFranco, Dale Anderson

Year: 1990

Label: Righteous Babe

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.amazon.com/Ani-DiFranco/dp/B0000058ME

Lyrics: http://www.songmeanings.net/lyric.php?lid=39565

he said "ani, you've gotten tough."

'cause my tone was curt

yeah, and when i'm approached in a dark alley

i don't lift my skirt

in this city

self-preservation is a full time occupation

i'm determined

to survive on this shore

you know, i don't avert my eyes anymore

in a man's world i am

a woman by birth

and after nineteen

times around i have found

they will stop at nothing once they know what you are worth

talk to me now

i played the powerless

in too many dark scenes

and i was blessed with a birth and a death

and i guess i just want some say in between

don't you understand?

in the day to day

or the face to face

i have to act

just as strong as i can

just to preserve a place

where i can be who i am

talk to me now

oh, if you still know how

you can talk to me now

oh, if you still know how

you can talk to me now

oh, if you still know how

you can talk to me now

oh if you

he said "ani, you've gotten tough."

'cause my tone was curt

yeah, and when i'm approached in a dark alley

i don't lift my skirt

in this city

self-preservation is a full time occupation

i'm determined

to survive on this shore

you know, i don't avert my eyes anymore

in a man's world i am

a woman by birth

and after nineteen

times around i have found

they will stop at nothing once they know what you are worth

talk to me now

Dire Straits

Brothers In Arms

Artist: Dire Straits

Song: Brothers In Arms

Album: Brothers In Arms

Producer: n/a

Year: 1985

Label: Vertigo

Genre: Rock

URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=8M9U1OU0MzU

Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/d/dire+straits/brothers+in+arms_20040736.html

These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day youll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And youll no longer burn
To be brothers in arms

Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
Ive watched all your suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms

Theres so many different worlds
So many differents suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones

Now the suns gone to hell
And the moons riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But its written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
Were fools to make war
On our brothers in arms

Dixie Chicks

I Hope

Artist: Dixie Chicks

Song: I Hope

Album: Taking the Long Way Home

Producer: Rick Rubin

Year: 2006

Label: Open Wide/Monument/Columbia Records

Genre: Country

URL: http://music.msn.com/album/?album=44430022

Lyrics: http://www.completealbumlyrics.com/lyric/130098/Dixie+Chicks+-+I+Hope.html

Sunday morning, heard the preacher say
Thou shall not kill
I don't wanna, hear nothin' else, about killin'
And that is God's will
Cuz our children are watching us
They put their trust in us
They're gonna be like us
So let's learn from our history
And do it differently

CHORUS:
I hope
For more love, more joy and laughter
I hope
We'll have more than we'll ever need
I hope
We'll have more happy ever afters
I hope
We can all live more fearlessly
And we can lose all the pain and misery
I hope, I hope

Oh Rosie, her man he gets too rough
That's all she can say, is he's a good man
He don't mean no harm
He was just brought up that way
But our children are watching us
They put their trust in us
They're gonna be like us
It's okay for us to disagree
We can work it out lovingly

For I hope
For more love, more joy and laughter
I hope
You'll have more than you'll ever need
I hope
You'll have more happy ever afters
I hope
And you can all live more fearlessly
And you can lose all your pain and misery
I hope, I hope

There must be a way to change what's going on
No, I don't have all the answers

For I hope
For more love, more joy and laughter
I hope
You'll have more than you'll ever need
I hope
You'll have more happy ever afters
I hope
And you can all live more fearlessly
And you can lose all your pain and misery
I hope, I hope

I hope
I hope
I hope

DOC JAZZ
Intifadah
The Wall Must Fall

Artist: Doc Jazz
Song: Intifadah
Album: Front Door Key
Producer: Forrest Thomas
Year: 2007
Label: Doc Jazz
Genre: Jazz
URL:
http://www.docjazz.com/mambo/component/option,com_wrapper/Itemid,82/
Lyrics:
http://www.docjazz.com/mambo/component/option,com_wrapper/Itemid,82/

Occupation is a hazardous game
If you get your hands dirty it will burn you like a flame
They want us to bow down surrender our home town
For building colonies creating a show down

It's not political or meta-analytical
It's plain and straight war crimes targeting civilians
North American Indians, Australian Aboriginals
The people of the land all wiped into oblivion

It is never right to steal another people's country
Your uebermensch philosophy has smothered your morality
No fake excuses, no media control
Can cover up the crime
It is vivid to us all

Because in Palestine
There are people trying Just to live their life in peace
Though they're occupied
You can't control their lives
Because they're fighting to be free

Have you heard the story about 1948
I'm sure you've heard a story but not what took place
Ethnic cleansing like the kind you saw in Kosovo
Protected by the powerful and treated o so loveable

Justice? seems they don't know what that is
They say: power is a healthy way of solving this quiz
Military power, economical power
Without continuous infusions they wouldn't last an hour

You better stop breaking our bones
You better stop wrecking our homes
You better stop stealing our lands
Beware of the anger of the innocent

Because in Palestine
There are people trying
Just to live their life in peace
Though they're occupied
You can't control their lives
Because they're fighting to be free

It's a tragedy of inhumanity
Would you rather close your eyes?
Can't go on this way
Just wake up someday
Or you will have to pay the price

People of the world beware of Zionism
It's a racist ideology like National Socialism
United Nations Resolution 3379
You wiped it from the records but not from our minds

We will never give up
We're ready for the fight
Never give up
Beloved Palestine
Never give up
The struggle to survive
We're rising up
To rescue Palestine

We will never give up
We're ready for the fight
Never give up
Beloved Palestine
We're rising up
Intifadah
We're rising up
Intifadah

Artist: Doc Jazz
Song: The Wall Must Fall
Album: Front Door Key
Producer: Forrest Thomas
Year: 2005
Label: Doc Jazz
Genre: Jazz
URL: http://www.docjazz.com/mambo/component/option,com_wrapper/Itemid,82/
Lyrics: http://www.docjazz.com/mambo/component/option,com_wrapper/Itemid,82/

Time flies
When you're having fun
Anyone who's been there can tell

But as days pass
Things are being done
And the story becomes harder to sell

If crime pays
Business is a boom
Your corporate devils soaring up high

But their violent ways
Are starting to consume
The fabric of the parachute
That keeps them in the sky

Chorus: Even while you build your walls
Your self-conception is false
This land will never be yours

Cause the more hatred you cause
The more youll grieve for the loss
when the Apartheid wall falls

War games
Are what you know so well
Do you really think it works out to last

Fire and flames
Can make a living hell
But they'll never serve to fix up your past

Justice
do you know what it means
or do you think its something meant to avoid

But u must face
The inevitable scene
Your Apartheid wall is gonna be
Eventually destroyed

DOORS
The Unknown Soldier

Artist: The Doors
Song: The Unknown Soldier
Album: Waiting for the Sun
Producer: Paul Rothchild
Year: 1968
Label: Elektra
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TdfkYe3c5XI
Lyrics: http://www.metrolyrics.com/unknown-soldier-lyrics-the-doors.html

Wait until the war is over
And we're both a little older
The unknown soldier
Breakfast where the news is read
Television children fed
Unborn living, living, dead
Bullet strikes the helmet's head
And it's all over
For the unknown soldier
It's all over
For the unknown soldier
Hut
Hut
Hut ho hee up
Hut
Hut
Hut ho hee up
Hut
Hut
Hut ho hee up
Comp'nee
Halt
Preeee-zent!

Arms!
Make a grave for the unknown soldier
Nestled in your hollow shoulder
The unknown soldier
Breakfast where the news is read
Television children fed
Bullet strikes the helmet's head
And, it's all over
The war is over
It's all over
The war is over
Well, all over, baby
All over, baby
Oh, over, yeah
All over, baby
Wooooo, hah-hah
All over
All over, baby
Oh, woa-yeah
All over
All over
Heeeeyyyy

BOB DYLAN
A Hard Rain’s a-Gonna Fall
Blowin’ In the Wind
Don’t’ Think Twice It’s All Right
Down the Highway
I Shall Be Free
Masters of War
Subterranean Homesick Blues
The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll
Talkin’ World War III Blues
With God on Our Side

Artist: Bob Dylan
Song: A Hard Rain’s a-Gonna Fall
Album: Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan
Producer: John Hammond
Year: 1963
Label: Columbia
Genre: Folk
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gKmxEJLcsIQ
Lyrics: http://bobdylan.com/songs/hardrain.html

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways,
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin',
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin',
I saw a white ladder all covered with water,
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin',
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world,
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin',
Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin',
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin',
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter,
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony,
I met a white man who walked a black dog,
I met a young woman whose body was burning,
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow,
I met one man who was wounded in love,
I met another man who was wounded with hatred,
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin',
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest,
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty,
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters,
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison,
Where the executioner's face is always well hidden,
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten,
Where black is the color, where none is the number,
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it,
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it,
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',
But I'll know my song well before I start singin',
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Artist: Bob Dylan
Song: Blowin’ In the Wind
Album: Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan
Producer: John Hammond and Tom Wilson
Year: 1963
Label: Columbia
Genre: Folk
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ced8o50G9kg
Lyrics: http://www.metrolyrics.com/blowin-in-the-wind-lyrics-bob-dylan.html

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 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,
[Blowin' in The Wind lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

Pretending he just doesn't see?
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.

Artist: Bob Dylan
Song: Don’t Think Twice It’s All Right
Album: Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan
Producer: John Hammond
Year: 1963
Label: Columbia
Genre: Folk
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=eSGy5Fo049g
Lyrics: http://bobdylan.com/songs/dontthink.html

It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don't matter, anyhow
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don't know by now
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I'll be gone
You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on
Don't think twice, it's all right

It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin' anyway
So don't think twice, it's all right

It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
Like you never did before
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
I can't hear you any more
I'm a-thinkin' and a-wond'rin' all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don't think twice, it's all right

I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe
Where I'm bound, I can't tell
But goodbye's too good a word, gal
So I'll just say fare thee well
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don't mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don't think twice, it's all right

Artist: Bob Dylan
Song: Down the Highway
Album: Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan
Producer: John Hammond
Year: 1963
Label: Columbia
Genre: Folk
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Freewheelin-Bob-Dylan/dp/B0000024RQ
Lyrics: http://www.bobdylan.com/songs/downhighway.html

Well, I'm walkin' down the highway
With my suitcase in my hand.
Yes, I'm walkin' down the highway
With my suitcase in my hand.
Lord, I really miss my baby,
She's in some far-off land.

Well, your streets are gettin' empty,
Lord, your highway's gettin' filled.
And your streets are gettin' empty
And your highway's gettin' filled.
Well, the way I love that woman,
I swear it's bound to get me killed.

Well, I been gamblin' so long,
Lord, I ain't got much more to lose.
Yes, I been gamblin' so long,
Lord, I ain't got much more to lose.
Right now I'm havin' trouble,
Please don't take away my highway shoes.

Well, I'm bound to get lucky, baby,
Or I'm bound to die tryin'.
Yes, I'm a-bound to get lucky, baby,
Lord, Lord I'm a-bound to die tryin'.
Well, meet me in the middle of the ocean
And we'll leave this ol' highway behind.

Well, the ocean took my baby,
My baby stole my heart from me.
Yes, the ocean took my baby,
My baby took my heart from me.
She packed it all up in a suitcase,
Lord, she took it away to Italy, Italy.

So, I'm a-walkin' down your highway
Just as far as my poor eyes can see.
Yes, I'm a-walkin' down your highway
Just as far as my eyes can see.
From the Golden Gate Bridge
All the way to the Statue of Liberty.

Artist: Bob Dylan

Song: I Shall Be Free

Album: Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan

Producer: John Hammond

Year: 1963

Label: Columbia

Genre: Folk

URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=dOGve5Qo1Ps - 92k

Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/bobdylan/ishallbefree.html

Well, I took me a woman late last night
I's three-fourths drunk she looked all right
'Til she started peelin' off her onion gook
She took off her wig, said, "How do I look" ?
I's high flyin', bare naked ...Out the window.

Well, sometimes I might get drunk
Walk like a duck and smell like a skunk
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
(She's a tryin' a hide pretendin'
She don't know me).

I's out there paintin' on the old wood shed
When a can a black paint it fell on my head
I went down to scrub and rub
But I had to sit in back of the tub
(Cost a quarter
Half price).

Well, my telephone rang it would not stop
It's President Kennedy callin' me up
He said, "My friend, Bob, what do we need to make the country grow" ?
I said, "My friend, John, "Brigitte Bardot,
Anita Ekberg
Sophia Loren"
Country'll grow.

Well, I got a woman five feet short
She yells and hollers and squeals and snorts
She tickles my nose pats me on the head
Blows me over and kicks me out of bed
(She's a man eater
Meat grinder
Bad looser).

Oh, there ain't no use in me workin' alla time
I got a woman who works herself blind
Works up to her britches, up to her neck
Write me letters and sends me checks
(She's a humdinger
Folk singer).

Late one day in the middle of the week
Eyes were closed I was half asleep
I chased me a woman up the hill
Right in the middle of an air drill
(I jumped a fallout shelter
I jumped the string bean
I jumped the TV dinner
I jumped the shot gun).

Now, the man on the stand he wants my vote
He's a-runnin' for office on the ballot note
He's out there preachin' in front of the steeple
Tellin' me he loves all kinds-a people
(He's eatin' bagels
He's eatin' pizza
He's eatin' chitlins).

Oh, set me down on a television floor
I'll flip the channel to number four
Out of the shower comes a football man
With a bottle of oil in his hand
(Greasy kid stuff
What I want to know, Mr. Football Man, is
What do you do about Willy Mays
Martin Luther King
Olatunji).

Well, the funniest woman I ever seen
Was the great-granddaughter of Mr. Clean
She takes about fifteen baths a day
Wants me to grow a moustache on my face
(She's insane).

Well, ask me why I'm drunk alla time
It levels my head and eases my mind
I just walk along and stroll and sing
I see better days and I do better things
(I catch dinosaurs
I make love to Elizabeth Taylor ...
Catch hell from Richard Burton !).

Artist: Bob Dylan

Song: Masters of War

Album: The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan

Producer: n/a

Year: 1963

Label: Columbia Records

Genre: Folk

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iWkWSLEW-Ds

Lyrics: http://bobdylan.com/songs/masters.html

Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead

Artist: Bob Dylan

Song: Subterranean Homesick Blues

Album: Bring It All Back Home

Producer: Tom Wilson

Year: 1965

Label: Columbia Records

Genre: Folk

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2-xIulyVsG8

Lyrics: http://bobdylan.com/songs/subterranean.html

Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when
But you're doin' it again
You better duck down the alley way
Lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coon-skin cap
In the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
You only got ten

Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D. A.
Look out kid
Don't matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes
Don't try "No Doz"
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows

Get sick, get well
Hang around a ink well
Ring bell, hard to tell
If anything is goin' to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, write braille
Get jailed, jump bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by the whirlpool
Lookin' for a new fool
Don't follow leaders
Watch the parkin' meters

Ah get born, keep warm
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts
Don't steal, don't lift
Twenty years of schoolin'
And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Don't wear sandals
Try to avoid the scandals
Don't wanna be a bum
You better chew gum
The pump don't work
'Cause the vandals took the handles

Artist: Bob Dylan

Song: The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll

Album: The Times They Are A-Changin’

Producer: Tom Wilson

Year: 1964

Label: Columbia

Genre: Folk

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yRYxuUgFsAM

Lyrics: http://www.bobdylan.com/albums/times.html

William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll

With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger

At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'.

And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him

As they rode him in custody down to the station

And booked William Zanzinger for first-degree murder.

But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,

Take the rag away from your face.

Now ain't the time for your tears.

William Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years

Owns a tobacco farm of six hundred acres

With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him

And high office relations in the politics of Maryland,

Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders

And swear words and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling,

In a matter of minutes on bail was out walking.

But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,

Take the rag away from your face.

Now ain't the time for your tears.

Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen.

She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children

Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage

And never sat once at the head of the table

And didn't even talk to the people at the table

Who just cleaned up all the food from the table

And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level,

Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane

That sailed through the air and came down through the room,

Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle.

And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger.

But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,

Take the rag away from your face.

Now ain't the time for your tears.

In the courtroom of honor, the judge pounded his gavel

To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the level

And that the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded

And that even the nobles get properly handled

Once that the cops have chased after and caught 'em

And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom,

Stared at the person who killed for no reason

Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'.

And he spoke through his cloak, most deep and distinguished,

And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance,

William Zanzinger with a six-month sentence.

Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,

Bury the rag deep in your face

For now's the time for your tears.

Artist: Bob Dylan

Song: Talkin’ World War III Blues

Album: Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan

Producer: John Hammond

Year: 1963

Label: Columbia

Genre: Folk

URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=3F7SxpxgpRg

Lyrics: http://www.bobdylan.com/songs/ww3.html

Some time ago a crazy dream came to me,
I dreamt I was walkin' into World War Three,
I went to the doctor the very next day
To see what kinda words he could say.
He said it was a bad dream.
I wouldn't worry 'bout it none, though,
They were my own dreams and they're only in my head.

I said, "Hold it, Doc, a World War passed through my brain."
He said, "Nurse, get your pad, this boy's insane,"
He grabbed my arm, I said "Ouch!"
As I landed on the psychiatric couch,
He said, "Tell me about it."

Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast,
It was all over by quarter past.
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When I peeked out from a manhole cover
Wondering who turned the lights on.

Well, I got up and walked around
And up and down the lonesome town.
I stood a-wondering which way to go,
I lit a cigarette on a parking meter
And walked on down the road.
It was a normal day.

Well, I rung the fallout shelter bell
And I leaned my head and I gave a yell,
"Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man."
A shotgun fired and away I ran.
I don't blame them too much though,
I know I look funny.

Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand
I seen a man, I said, "Howdy friend,
I guess there's just us two."
He screamed a bit and away he flew.
Thought I was a Communist.

Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave,
"Let's go and play Adam and Eve."
I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin'
When she said, "Hey man, you crazy or sumpin',
You see what happened last time they started."

Well, I seen a Cadillac window uptown
And there was nobody aroun',
I got into the driver's seat
And I drove 42nd Street
In my Cadillac.
Good car to drive after a war.

Well, I remember seein' some ad,
So I turned on my Conelrad.
But I didn't pay my Con Ed bill,
So the radio didn't work so well.
Turned on my player-
It was Rock-A-Day, Johnny singin',
"Tell Your Ma, Tell Your Pa,
Our Loves Are Gonna Grow Ooh-wah, Ooh-wah."

I was feelin' kinda lonesome and blue,
I needed somebody to talk to.
So I called up the operator of time
Just to hear a voice of some kind.
"When you hear the beep
It will be three o'clock,"
She said that for over an hour
And I hung it up.

Well, the doctor interrupted me just about then,
Sayin, "Hey I've been havin' the same old dreams,
But mine was a little different you see.
I dreamt that the only person left after the war was me.
I didn't see you around."

Well, now time passed and now it seems
Everybody's having them dreams.
Everybody sees themselves walkin' around with no one else.
Half of the people can be part right all of the time,
Some of the people can be all right part of the time.
But all the people can't be all right all the time
I think Abraham Lincoln said that.
"I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours,"
I said that.

Artist: Bob Dylan

Song: With God on Our Side

Album: The Times They are a’Changin’

Producer: Tom Wilson

Year: 1964

Label: Columbia

Genre: Folk

URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=9chtL66JokQ

Lyrics: http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/fahrenheit911/withgodonourside.htm

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.

Emerson Drive

Moments

Artist: Emerson Drive

Song: Moments

Album: Countrified

Producer: Mark Kalbfeld

Year: 2004

Label: Midas Records Nashville

Genre: Country

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JzriEXPJ1-k

Lyrics: http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/emerson-drive/moments-18069.html

I was coming to the end of a long long walk
When a man crawled out of a cardboard box
Under the E. Street Bridge
Followed me on to it
I went out halfway across
With that homeless shadow tagging along
So I dug for some change
Wouldn't need it anyway
He took it lookin' just a bit ashamed
He said, You know, I haven't always been this way

I've had my moments, days in the sun
Moments I was second to none
Moments when I knew I did what I thought I couldn't do
Like that plane ride coming home from the war
That summer my son was born
And memories like a coat so warm
A cold wind can't get through
Lookin' at me now you might not know it
But I've had my moments

I stood there tryin' to find my nerve
Wondering if a single soul on Earth
Would care at all
Miss me when I'm gone
That old man just kept hanging around
Lookin' at me, lookin' down
I think he recognized
That look in my eyes
Standing with him there I felt ashamed
I said, You know, I haven't always felt this way

I've had my moments, days in the sun
Moments I was second to none
Moments when I knew I did what I thought I couldn't do
Like the day I walked away from the wine
For a woman who became my wife
And a love that, when it was right,
Could always see me through
Lookin' at me now you might not know it
But I've had my moments

I know somewhere 'round a trashcan fire tonight
That old man tells his story one more time
He says

I've had my moments, days in the sun
Moments I was second to none
Moments when I knew I did what I thought I couldn't do
Like that cool night on the E. Street Bridge
When a young man almost ended it
I was right there, wasn't scared a bit
And I helped to pull him through
Lookin' at me now you might not know it
Oh, lookin' at me now you might not know it
But I've had my moments

Randall Effner

Set Them Free

Artist: Randall Effner

Song: Set Them Free

Album: N/A

Producer: N/A

Year: N/A

Label: N/A

Genre: Folk

URL: http://www.justicewillprevail.com/

Lyrics: http://www.justicewillprevail.com/

I hear the chimes of freedom ring again

I heard them once before when they were blowin' in the wind

The Chinese people walk in chains, they're longing to be free

It's time to tell the world the truth about the CCP.

I'd like to paint a picture in this song,

About what it's like in China if you practice Falun Gong,

Or if you are a Christian or you're for democracy

They'll put you in a prison cell and throw away the key.

Chorus:

Set them free! set them free! set them free! set them free!

The labor camps are like a living hell

Where you're beaten, starved and brainwashed and there's nowhere to appeal

There is no law or justice, there is just the CCP

Who hide their evil deeds behind a cloak of secrecy.

The free world should stand up for liberty

But now we sell out human rights to buy a cheap TV,

We see slavery and torture and we turn our head aside

I'd rather spend a little more than pay for genocide.

Repeat Chorus

The world will not forget the Berlin Wall

And how the people danced with joy, just to see it fall

The Chinese leaders shake with fear remembering that day

They know their time is almost up and soon they'll have to pay.

The blood red dragon can no longer fly

Nine swords have pierced its armor and it looks about to die

Now millions of its members have renounced it publicly

The world will be a better place without the CCP.

Repeat Chorus

Raise Pitch One Step and Repeat Chorus One More Time

Melissa Etheridge

I Need to Wake Up

Artist: Melissa Etheridge

Song: I Need to Wake Up

Album: An Inconvenient Truth

Producer: Melissa Etheridge

Year: 2006

Label: The Island Def Jam Music Group

Genre: Folk

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C7g_uJ2i4pM

Lyrics: http://www.metrolyrics.com/i-need-to-wake-up-lyrics-melissa-etheridge.html

Have I been sleeping?
I’ve been so still
Afraid of crumbling
Have I been careless?
Dismissing all the distant rumblings
Take me where I am supposed to be
To comprehend the things that I can’t see

Cause I need to move
I need to wake up
I need to change
I need to shake up
I need to speak out
Something’s got to break up
I’ve been asleep
And I need to wake up
Now

And as a child
I danced like it was 1999
My dreams were wild
The promise of this new world
Would be mine
Now I am throwing off the carelessness of youth
To listen to an inconvenient truth

That I need to move
I need to wake up
I need to change

I need to shake up
I need to speak out
Something’s got to break up
I’ve been asleep
And I need to wake up
Now

I am not an island
I am not alone
I am my intentions
Trapped here in this flesh and bone

Oh I need to move
I need to wake up
I need to change
I need to shake up
I need to speak out
Something’s got to break up
I’ve been asleep
And I need to wake up
Now

I want to change
I need to shake up
I need to speak out
Oh, Something’s got to break up
I’ve been asleep
And I need to wake up
Now

Eric Burdon and the Animals

Sky Pilot

Artist: Eric Burdon and the Animals

Song: Sky Pilot

Album: The Twain Shall Meet

Producer: Eric Burdon

Year: 1968

Label: MGM Records

Genre: Rock

URL: n/a

Lyrics: http://www.lyricsdownload.com/eric-burdon-sky-pilot-part-1-lyrics.html

He blesses the boys as they stand in life
The smell of gun grease and their bayonets they shine
He's here to help them all that he can
To make them feel wanted he's a good holy man.
Sky pilot, sky pilot, how high can you fly
You'll never never never reach the sky.
He smiles at the young soldiers
Tells them it's all right
He knows of their fears in the forthcoming fight
Soon there'll be blood and many will die
Mother and fathers back home they will cry.
Sky pilot, sky pilot, how high can you fly
You'll never never never reach the sky.
He humbles a prayer and it ends with a smile
The order is given they move down the line
But hell stay behind and he'll meditate
But it won't stop to bleeding or is the hate.
As the young men move out into the battle zone
He feels good with god you're never alone
He feels so tired and he lays on his bed
Hopes the men will find courage
In the words that he's said.
Sky pilot, sky pilot, how high can you fly
You'll never never never reach the sky.
You're soldiers of god you must understand
The fate of your country is in your young hands
May god give you strength do your job really well
If it all was worth in only time it will tell.
In the morning they returned with tears in their eyes
The stench of death drifts up to the skies
A young soldier so it looks at the sky bright
Remember the words thou shalt not kill.

Europe

Cherokee

Artist: Europe

Song: Cherokee

Album: The Final Countdown

Producer: Kevin Elson

Year: 1986

Label: Epic

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TZn4S4y4NII

Lyrics: http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Europe/Cherokee.html

They lived in peace, not long ago

A mighty Indian tribe

But the winds of change,

Made them realize, that the promises were lies.

The white man's greed, in search of gold

Made the nation bleed

They lost their faith

And now they hade to learn

There was no place to return

Nowhere they could turn.

Cherokee - marching on the trail of tears.

They were driven hard, across the plains

And walked for many moons

Cause the winds of change,

Had made them realize, that the promises were lies.

So much to bear, all that pain

Left them in despair

They lost their faith

And now they hade to learn

There was no place to return

Nowhere they could turn.

Frankie Goes to Hollywood

Two Tribes

Artist: Frankie Goes to Hollywood

Song: Two Tribes

Album: Welcome to the Pleasuredome

Producer: Trevor Horn

Year: 1984

Label: ZTT

Genre: Rock

URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=RTOQUnvI3CA

Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/frankiegoestohollywood/twotribes.html

Ladies and gentlemen, let me present-
FRANKIE GOES TO HOLLYWOOD
Possibly the most important thing.
This side of the world........

Oh yeah, well I........

Let's go

[1]-When two tribes go to war
A point is all you can score
When two tribes go to war
A point is all you can score

Cowboy No. 1
A born-again poor man's son
On the air America
I modelled shirts by Van Heusen-yeah

You know

[Repeat 1]

Working on the black gas

Switch off your shield
Switch off and feel
I'm working on loving-yeah
Giving you back the good times
Ship it out-out
I'm working for the black gas

[Repeat 1]

We got two tribes
We got the bomb
We got the bomb-yeah
Sock it to me biscuits-now

Are we living in a land
Where sex and horror are the new Gods?
Yeah

When two tribes go to war
A point is all you can score

Foreigner

At War With the World

Artist: Foreigner

Song: At War With the World

Album: Foreigner

Producer: Gary Lyons, John Sinclair

Year: 1977

Label: Atlantic

Genre: Rock

URL:

http://www.google.com/musics?lid=txjTXFk2AVH&aid=MMBetqLYSnC&sid=tfI9xXS3-VK

Lyrics: http://www.mp3lyrics.org/f/foreigner/at-war-with-the-world/

Never had no need
For any military aid
And I never took charge of
the light brigade
I got no castle to defend or attack
But still I seem to be picking up flack

I am the captain of this body of mine
I'll send fear into the enemy lines
On the ground, in the air or at sea
They're all pointing a finger at me

I'm at war with the world
That's the way it must be
I'll fight while I can
To put an end to this misery

I'm at war with the world
I'll have to fight to be free
Yes I'm at war with the world
Nobody's capturing me

Never have no need
For any military aid
Never took charge of the light brigade
I got no castle to defend or attack
But still I seem to be picking up flack

War with the world, with the world
I'll have to fight to be be free
Yes I'm at war with the
world, with the world
Nobody's capturing me

War with the world
What do they want from me?
War with the world
Why don't they let me be?

Peter Gabriel

Shaking the Tree

Artist: Peter Gabriel

Song: Shaking the Tree

Album: Shaking the Tree

Producer: Bob Ezrin, Steve Lillywhite, Peter Gabriel, Daniel Lanois

Year: 1990

Label: Geffen

Genre: Pop

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=20wnX307YKA

Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/p/peter+gabriel/shaking+the+tree_20107503.html

Souma yergon, sou nou yergon, we are shakin the tree

Waiting your time, dreaming of a better life

Waiting your time, youre more than just a wife

You dont want to do what your mother has done

She has done

This is your life, this new life has begun

Its your day - a womans day

Turning the tide, you are on the incoming wave

Turning the tide, you know you are nobodys slave

[ 1989 version - find your brothers and sisters ]

[ 1990 version - find your sisters and brothers ]

Who can hear all the truth in what you say

They can support you when youre on your way

Its your day - a womans day

Souma yergon, sou nou yergon, we are shakin the tree

[ extra lyrics from 1989 12 remix ]

Theres nothing to gain when theres nothing to be lost

Theres nothing to gain if you stay behind and count the cost

Make the decision that you can be who you can be

You can be

Tasting the fruit come to the liberty tree

Its your day - a womans day

Changing your ways, changing those surrounding you

Changing your ways, more than any man can do

Open your heart, show him the anger and pain, so you heal

Maybe hes looking for his womanly side, let him feel

You had to be so strong

And you do nothing wrong

Nothing wrong at all

Were gonna to break it down

We have to shake it down

Shake it all around

Souma yergon, sou nou yergon, we are shakin the tree

Marvin Gaye

What’s Going On

Artist: Marvin Gaye

Song: What’s Going On

Album: What’s Going On

Producer: Marvin Gaye

Year: 1971

Label: Tamia

Genre: R & B.

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y9KC7uhMY9s

Lyrics: http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Marvin-Gaye/What-s-Going-On.htmlMother, mother

There's too many of you crying

Brother, brother, brother

There's far too many of you dying

You know we've got to find a way

To bring some lovin' here today - Ya

Father, father

We don't need to escalate

You see, war is not the answer

For only love can conquer hate

You know we've got to find a way

To bring some lovin' here today

Picket lines and picket signs

Don't punish me with brutality

Talk to me, so you can see

Oh, what's going on

What's going on

Ya, what's going on

Ah, what's going on

In the mean time

Right on, baby

Right on

Father, father, everybody thinks we're wrong

Oh, but who are they to judge us

Simply because our hair is long

Oh, you know we've got to find a way

To bring some understanding here today

Picket lines and picket signs

Don't punish me with brutality

Talk to me

So you can see

What's going on

Ya, what's going on

Tell me what's going on

I'll tell you what's going on - Uh

Right on baby

Godsmack

Greed

Artist: Godsmack

Song: Greed

Album: Awake

Producer: Sully Erna, Mudrock

Year: 2000

Label: Republic/Universal

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YDIguDs5i6w

Lyrics: http://www.elyrics.net/read/g/godsmack-lyrics/greed-lyrics.html

Two faced! I feel you crawling under my skin.
Sickened by your face.
By the way, to think that you're so fucking kind?
You ain't!

Hard to find how I feel, especially when you're smothering me.
Hard to find how I feel, please someone help me!

I knew when an angel whispered into my ear,
You gotta get him away.
Hey little bitch! Be glad you finally walked away or
you may have not lived another day.

Hard to find how I feel, especially when you're smothering me.
Hard to find how I feel, please someone help me.
Hard to find how I feel, controlling me every step of the way.
Hard to find how I feel, you greedy little baby!!

Julie Gold

From a Distance

Artist: Julie Gold

Song: From a Distance

Album: Lone Star State of Mind recorded by Nanci Griffith

Producer: Tony Brown, Nanci Griffith

Year: 1987

Label: MCA Records

Genre: Country

URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=oVRHZi5oZwo

Lyrics: http://www.mixed-up.com/lyrics/folk/from-a-distance/

From a distance the world looks blue and green
And the snow capped mountains white,
From a distance the ocean meets the stream
And the eagle takes to flight,
From a distance there is harmony
And it echoes through the land
It's the voice of hope, it's the voice of peace,
It's the voice of every man.

From a distance we all have enough
And no one is in need,
There are no guns, no bombs, no disease
And no hungry mouths to feed,
From a distance we are all instruments
Marching in a common band,
Playing songs of hope, playing songs of peace,
They're the songs of every man.

God is watching us,
God is watching us,
God is watching us from a distance

From a distance you look like my friend
Even though we are at war,
From a distance I can't comprehend
What all this war is for,
And from a distance there is harmony
And it echoes through the land,
It's the hope of hopes, it's the love of loves,
It's the heart of every man.

God is watching us,
God is watching us,
God is watching us from a distance

It's the hope of hopes,
It's the love of loves,
It's the heart of every man.

Goo Goo Dolls

Better Days

Artist: Goo Goo Dolls

Song: Better Days

Album: Single

Producer: Glen Ballard

Year: 2005

Label: Wea International

Genre: Pop

URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=ITM2AKRT9cI

Lyrics: http://www.lyricstop.com/b/betterdays-googoodolls.html

And you ask me what I want this year
And I try to make this kind and clear
Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days
Cuz I don't need boxes wrapped in strings
And desire and love and empty things
Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days

So take these words
And sing out loud
Cuz everyone is forgiven now
Cuz tonight's the night the world begins again

And it's someplace simple where we could live
And something only you can give
And thats faith and trust and peace while we're alive
And the one poor child that saved this world
And there's 10 million more who probably could
If we all just stopped and said a prayer for them

So take these words
And sing out loud
Cuz everyone is forgiven now
Cuz tonight's the night the world begins again

I wish everyone was loved tonight
And somehow stop this endless fight
Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days

So take these words
And sing out loud
Cuz everyone is forgiven now
Cuz tonight's the night the world begins again
Cuz tonight's the night the world begins again

Good Charlotte

We Believe

Artist: Good Charlotte

Song: We Believe

Album: The Chronicles of Life and Death

Producer: Eric Valentine

Year: 2005

Label: Epic Records

Genre: Alternative

URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=0CUzI38U8Iw

Lyrics:

http://www.lyrics007.com/Good%20Charlotte%20Lyrics/We%20Believe%20Lyrics.html

There’s a woman crying out tonight
Her world has changed
She asked God why
Her only son has died
And now her daughter cries
She can’t sleep at night
Downtown another day for all the suits and ties
Another war to fight
There’s no regard for life
How do they sleep at night
How can we make things right
Just wanna make this right
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe in this love
We are all the same
Human in all our ways and all our pain
So let it be
There’s a love that could fall down like rain
Let us see
Let forgiveness wash away the pain
What we need
And no one really knows what they are searching for
We believe
This world is crying for so much more
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe in this love
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe in this love
So this world is too much for you to take
Just lay it down and follow me
I’ll be everything you need
In every way
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe
We believe in this love
In this love
We believe
In this love
We believe
In this love
We believe
In this love

Grandmaster Flash

The Message

Artist: Grandmaster Flash

Song: The Message

Album: The Message

Producer: Joseph Saddler

Year: 1982

Label: Sugar Hill Records

Genre: Hip Hop

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F6e9G-ump3Y

Lyrics: http://www.metrolyrics.com/the-message-lyrics-grandmaster-flash.html

It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder

How I keep from going under

It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder

How I keep from going under

Broken glass everywhere

People pissing on the stairs, you know they just don’t care

I can't take the smell, I can't take the noise no more

Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice

Rats in the front room, roaches in the back

Junkies in the alley with the baseball bat

I tried to get away, but I couldn't get far

Cause a man with a tow-truck repossessed my car

Chorus:

Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge

I'm trying not to lose my head, ah huh-huh-huh

[2nd and 5th: ah huh-huh-huh]

[4th: say what?]

It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder

How I keep from going under

It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder

How I keep from going under

Standing on the front stoop, hangin' out the window

Watching all the cars go by, roaring as the breezes blow

Crazy lady livin' in a bag

Eating out of garbage pails, used to be a fag-hag

Said she danced the tango, skipped the light fandango

The Zircon Princess seemed to lost her senses

Down at the peepshow, watching all the creeps

So she can tell the stories to the girls back home

She went to the city and got social security

She had to get a pimp, she couldn't make it on her own

[2nd Chorus]

My brother's doing bad on my mother's TV

She says: “You watch it too much, it’s just not healthy!”

“All My Children” in the daytime, “Dallas” at night

Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight

The bill collectors they ring my phone

And scare my wife when I'm not home

Got a bum education, double-digit inflation

I can’t take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station

Neon King Kong standin' on my back

Can't stop to turn around, broke my sacrophiliac

A mid-ranged migraine, cancered membrane

Sometimes I think I'm going insane, I swear I might hijack a plane

[3rd Chorus]

[The Message lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

My son said: ”Daddy I don't wonna go to school

Cause the teacher's a jerk!”, he must think I'm a fool

And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it'd be cheaper

If I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper

I’ll dance to the beat, shuffle my feet

Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps

Cause it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny

You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey

They pushed that girl in front of the train

Took her to the doctor, sewed her arm on again

Stabbed that man right in his heart

Gave him a transplant for a brand new start

I can't walk through the park, cause it's crazy after dark

Keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run

I feel like a outlaw, broke my last glass jar

Hear them say: “You want some more livin' on a seesaw?”

[4th Chorus]

A child is born with no state of mind

Blind to the ways of mankind

God is smiling on you but he's frowning too

Because only God knows what you’ll go through

You’ll grow in the ghetto, living second rate

And your eyes will sing a song of deep hate

The places you’re playin’, where you stay

Looks like one great big alley way

You'll admire all the number book takers

Thugs, pimps, pushers and the big money makers

Driving big cars, spending twenties and tens

And you wanna grow up to be just like them, huh,

Smugglers, scrambles, burglars, gamblers

Pickpockets, peddlers even panhandlers

You say: “I'm cool, I'm no fool!”

But then you wind up dropping out of high school

Now you're unemployed, all non-void

Walking ‘round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd

Turned stickup kid, look what you’ve done did

Got sent up for a eight year bid

Now your manhood is took and you're a may tag

Spend the next two years as a undercover fag

Being used and abused to serve like hell

Till one day you was found hung dead in a cell

It was plain to see that your life was lost

You was cold and your body swung back and forth

But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song

Of how you lived so fast and died so young

[5th Chorus]

Green Day

Holiday

The Saints are Coming

Artist: Green Day

Song: Holiday

Album: American Idiot

Producer: Rob Cavallo, Green Day

Year: 2004

Label: Reprise

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yRc_9wxniAY

Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/greenday/holiday.html

Say, hey!

Hear the sound of the falling rain

Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)

The shame

The ones who died without a name

Hear the dogs howling out of key

To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (Hey!)

And bleed, the company lost the war today

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies

This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

On holiday

Hear the drum pounding out of time

Another protester has crossed the line (Hey!)

To find, the money's on the other side

Can I get another Amen? (Amen!)

There's a flag wrapped around a score of men (Hey!)

A gag, a plastic bag on a monument

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies

This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

On holiday

(Hey!)

(Say, hey!)

(3,4)

"The representative from California has the floor"

Sieg Heil to the president Gasman

Bombs away is your punishment

Pulverize the Eiffel towers

Who criticize your government

Bang bang goes the broken glass and

Kill all the fags that don't agree

Trials by fire, setting fire

Is not a way that's meant for me

Just cause, just cause, because we're outlaws yeah!

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies

This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies

This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

This is our lives on holiday

Artist: Green Day and U2

Song: The Saints Are Coming (Live From New Orleans)

Album: Single

Producer: Rick Rubin

Year: 2006

Label: Mercury

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=seGhTWE98DU

Lyrics: http://www.metrolyrics.com/saints-are-coming-lyrics-u2.html

Intro (House of the Rising Sun):

There is a house in New Orleans, They call the Superdome (or the Rising Sun)

It's been the ruin of many a poor boy, and God, I know I'm one.

Verse 1:

I cry to my daddy on the telephone,

how long now?

Until the clouds unroll and you come down,

the line went.

But the shadows still remain since your descent,

your descent.

Verse 2:

I cry to my daddy on the telephone,

how long now?

Until the clouds unroll and you come home,

the line went.

But the shadows still remain since your descent,

your descent.

Chorus 1:

The saints are coming, the saints are coming.

I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply.

The saints are coming, the saints are coming.

[Saints Are Coming lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply.

New birth, rebirth

Trombone Shorty

Living like birds in the Magnolia trees

Child on her rooftops

Mother on her knees

Her sign reads: I am an American

Verse 3:

A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief,

how long now?

Until the weather change condemns belief,

how long now?

When the night watchman lets in the thief

Whats wrong now?

Chorus 2:

The saints are coming, the saints are coming

I say no matter how I try, I realize that there's no reply

The saints are coming, the saints are coming

I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply

Guns N’ Roses

Civil War

Artist: Guns N’ Roses

Song: Civil War

Album: Use Your Illusion II

Producer: Mike Clink, Guns N’ Roses

Year: 1993

Label: Geffen

Genre: Rock

URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=E9VhD4SccSE

Lyrics:

http://www.lyrics007.com/Guns%20N'%20Roses%20Lyrics/Civil%20War%20Lyrics.html

"What we've got here is failure to communicate.
Some men you just can't reach...
So, you get what we had here last week,
which is the way he wants it!
Well, he gets it!
N' I don't like it any more than you men." *

Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before

Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before

My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars

D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land

And
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war

Look at the shoes your filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more

My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars

"We practice selective annihilation of mayors
And government officials
For example to create a vacuum
Then we fill that vacuum
As popular war advances
Peace is closer" **

I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more war

I don't need one more war
Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway

Paul Hardcastle

Artist: Paul Hardcastle

Song: 19

Album: Paul Hardcastle

Producer: Paul Hardcastle

Year: 1985

Label: Chrysalis

Genre: Jazz

URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=byCCmBwRjGw

Lyrics: http://www.afn.org/~afn30091/songs/h/hardcastle-19.htm

In 1965 Vietnam seemed like just another foreign war,
but it wasn't.
It was different in many ways, as so were those that did the fighting.
In World War II the average age of the combat soldier was 26...
In Vietnam he was 19.
In inininininin Vietnam he was 19.

(TV announcer's voice)
The shooting and fighting of the past two weeks continued today
25 miles west of Saigon
I really wasn't sure what was going on (Vet's Voice)

Nininini Nineteen, 19, Ni-nineteen 19
19,19,19,19

In Vietnam the combat soldier typically served a twelve month tour of duty but
was exposed to hostile fire almost everyday
Ninininininininininin 19 nininininninin 19

Hundreds of Thousands of men who saw heavy combat in Vietnam were arrested
since discharge
Their arrest rate is almost twice that of non-veterans of the same age.
There are no accurate figures of how many of these men have been incarcerated.
But, a Veterans Administration study concludes that the greater of Vets
exposure to combat could more likely affect his chances of being arrested or
convicted.

This is one legacy of the Vietnam War

(Singing Girls)
        All those who remember the war
        They won't forget what they've seen..
        Destruction of men in their prime
        whose average was 19
        Dedededededede-Destruction
        Dedededededede-Destruction
        War, War
        Dededede-Destruction, wa-wa-War, wa-War, War
        Dedededededede-Destruction
        War, War

After World War II the Men came home together on troop ships, but the Vietnam
Vet often arrived home within 48 hours of jungle combat
Perhaps the most dramatic difference between World War II and Vietnam was
coming home.. .none of them received a hero's welcome
None of them received a heroes welcome, none of them, none of them
Nenene Nenene None of them, none of them, none of them (etc...)
None of them received a hero's welcome
None of them received a hero's welcome

According to a Veteran's Administration study
Half of the Vietnam combat veterans suffered from what Psychiatrists call
Post-Traumatic-Stress-Disorder
Many vets complain of alienation, rage, or guilt
Some succumb to suicidal thoughts
Eight to Ten years after coming home almost eight-hundred-thousand men are
still fighting the Vietnam War

(Singing Girls)
Dedededededede-Destruction

Nininininininininin Nineteen, 19, Ni-nineteen 19
19,19,19,19
Nininininininininin Nineteen, 19, Ni-nineteen 19
19,19,19,19

(Soldiers Voice)
When we came back it was different.. Everybody wants to know "How'd it
happened to those guys over there
There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
We did what we had to do
There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
People wanted us to be ashamed of what it made us
Dad had no idea what he went to fight and he is now
All we want to do is come home
All we want to do is come home
What did we do it for
All we want to do is come home
Was it worth it?

Ben Harper

Black Rain

Excuse Me Mr

Morning Yearning

One Road to Freedom

Oppression

Please Don’t Talk About Murder While I am Eating

Serve Your Soul

Artist: Ben Harper

Song: Black Rain

Album: Both Sides of the Gun

Producer: Ben Harper

Year: 2006

Label: Virgin Records US

Genre: Alternative

URL: http://www.amazon.com/Both-Sides-Gun-Ben-Harper/dp/B000EGEKWE

Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/benharper/blackrain.html

You left them swimming for their lives
Down in new orleans
Can't afford a gallon of gasoline
With your useless degrees and contrary statistics
This government business is straight up sadistic

Now you don't fight for us
But expect us to die for you
You have no sympathy for us
But still i cry for you
Now you may kill the revolutionary
But the revolution you can never bury

Don't speak to us like we work for you
Selling false hope like some new dope we're addicted to
I'm not a desperate man but these are desperate times at hand
This generation is beyond your command

And it won't be long
'til the people flood the streets
To take you down
One and all
A black rain is gonna fall

Artist: Ben Harper

Song: Excuse Me Mr

Album: Fight for Your Mind

Producer: Ben Harper, J.P. Plunier, Bob "Stiv" Coke

Year: 1995

Label: Virgin Records

Genre: Alternative

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8dNbymstZjs

Lyrics: http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Ben-Harper/Excuse-Me-Mr.html

Ohhh...
Excuse me Mr, do you have the time?
Or are you so important that it stands still for you?
Excuse me Mr, won't you lend me your ear?
Or are you not only blind but do you not hear?
Excuse me Mr but isn't that your oil in the sea?
And the pollution in the air Mr, who's could that be?

So excuse me Mr, but, I'm a Mr too
And you're giving Mr a bad name, Mr like you
Now im taking the Mr from out infront of your name
Coz it's a Mr like you that puts the rest of us to shame
It's a Mr like you putting the rest of us to shame

I've seen enough Oh I have seen enough
I've seen enough to know I have seen too much

Excuse me Mr can't you see the children dying?
You say that you cant help them Mr your not even trying
Excuse me Mr, wont you take a look around
Oh Mr, just look up and you will, you will see what's coming down

Excuse me Mr but I'm a, I'm a Mr too,
Your giving Mr a bad name, Mr like you
Now I'm taking the Mr from out infront of your name
Coz it's the Mr like you that puts the rest of us to shame
It's a Mr like you putting the rest of us to shame

And I have, I've seen enough, I've seen and I've seen and
I've seen enough to know that I have seen too much
I've seen enough, Oh I have seen enough, to know,
I have seen too much

See coz Mr when you're rattling on heavens gate
By then it is too late
Coz Mr when you get there they don't ask what you saved
All they'll wanna know, Mr, is what you gave

So excuse me Mr, but I'm a Mr too,
And you're giving Mr a bad name Mr like... you
The Mr from out infront of you're name
Coz it's the Mr, Mr like you that puts the rest of us to shame
It's the Mr like you putting the rest of us to shame
(Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh)
(Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh)
Lord's it's a shame, oh it's a shame, shame, shame, shame...
Ohhh, ohhh, ahh

Artist: Ben Harper

Song: Morning Yearning

Album: Both Sides of the Gun

Producer: Ben Harper

Year: 2006

Label: Virgin Records US

Genre: Alternative

URL: http://www.amazon.com/Both-Sides-Gun-Ben-Harper/dp/B000EGEKWE

Lyrics: http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Morning-Yearning-lyrics-Ben-Harper/BE059AD5AE9E685B482571320007E0A1

My fingers touch upon my lips
It’s a morning yearning
It’s a morning yearning
Pull the curtains shut try to keep it dark
But the sun is burning
The sun is burning

The world awakens on the run
And we’ll soon be earning
We’ll soon be earning
With hopes of better days to come
That’s a morning yearning
Morning yearning

Morning yearning…

Another day another chance to get it right
Must I still be learning?
Must I still be learning?
Baby crying kept us up all night
With her morning yearning
With her morning yearning

Morning yearning…

Like a summer rose I’m a victim of the fall
But am soon returning
Soon returning
You’re love’s the warmest place the sun ever shines
My morning yearning
My morning yearning

Morning yearning…

Artist: Ben Harper

Song: One Road to Freedom

Album: Fight for Your Mind

Producer: Ben Harper, J.P. Plunier, Bob "Stiv" Coke

Year: 1995

Label: Virgin Records

Genre: Alternative

URL: n/a

Lyrics: http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Ben-Harper/One-Road-To-Freedom.html

Tell me which road,
Which road are you travelling,
Which road are you travelling on.
Tell me who will you turn to when the light,
when the light is gone.
'said I hear somebody calling,
'said I hear somebody calling to me.

With so many roads to travel,
There's just one can set you free.
'said there's just one road,
One road to freedom.
'said there's just one road,
One road to freedom.
There's just one.
There's just one.

In my life, in my life I have been blessed.
In my life I have been cursed.
I have lived the best of times.
I have suffered, I have suffered the worst.
Do you know which road you're travelling.
Do you know where you want to be.

With so many roads to travel.
There's just one can set you free.
'said there's just one road,
One road to freedom.
'said there's just one road,
One road to freedom.
'said there's just one road,
One road to freedom.
There's just one.
There's just one.
There's just one.
There's just one.

Artist: Ben Harper

Song: Oppression

Album: Fight for Your Mind

Producer: Ben Harper, J.P. Plunier, Bob "Stiv" Coke

Year: 1995

Label: Virgin Records

Genre: Alternative

URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=twD6UcUCxbk

Lyrics: http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Ben-Harper/Oppression.html

Oppression
you pray on us when we sleep
oppression
you chase after the tired the poor the weak
oppression
you know you mean only harm
oppression
you reach out with your long arm

but oppression
I won't let you near me
oppression
you shall learn to fear me

oppression
you seek population control
oppression
to divide and to conquer is your goal
oppression
I swear that hatred is your home
oppression
you just won't leave bad enough alone

but oppression
I won't let you near me
oppression
you shall learn to fear me

oppression
I don't see how you sleep
oppression
for your bleeding conscience I weep
oppression
you may have the dollar on your side
but oppression
from the gospel truth you cannot hide
and
oppression
I won't let you near me
oppression
you shall learn to fear me
oppression
I won't let you near me
oppression
you shall fear me

Artist: Ben Harper

Song: Please Don’t Talk About Murder While I am Eating

Album: Both Sides of the Gun

Producer: Ben Harper

Year: 2006

Label: Virgin Records US

Genre: Alternative

URL: http://www.amazon.com/Both-Sides-Gun-Ben-Harper/dp/B000EGEKWE

Lyrics: http://www.metrolyrics.com/please-dont-talk-about-murder-while-im-eating-lyrics-ben-harper.html

You're the first one to get there
And always the last one to leave
You're the first one to chuckle
But the last one to grieve
I know all too well the world takes a daily beating

Please don't talk about murder while i'm eating

You walk into the temple
And call it a church
I try to keep things simple
But you always need the works
Your life is marked by numbers and symbols
Excessive drinking from out of golden thimbles

Just a moment of silence i'm needing

So let's not talk about murder while i'm eating

You get all hot and bothered
At the strangest times and places
But don't notice the looks on all the other faces
You're dressed for summer in the middle of december
What you've all but forgotten
I painfully remember
I don't care in the least what you're reading

Please don't talk about murder while i'm eating

Artist: Ben Harper

Song: Serve Your Soul

Album: Both Sides of the Gun

Producer: Ben Harper

Year: 2006

Label: Virgin Records US

Genre: Alternative

URL: http://www.amazon.com/Both-Sides-Gun-Ben-Harper/dp/B000EGEKWE

Lyrics: http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Ben-Harper/Serve-Your-Soul.html

Battles over which direction to kneel
People reaching out to touch
But forgetting to feel
Daily breath shouldn't be a daily penance
Is that what you believe
Or just a life sentence

I look into the mirror
And i see someone there i used to know
They all want you to serve them
But the only one you got to serve
Is your soul

So much time
And at such a cost
We spend looking for what we've lost
Now that you know
You can't find it from him
You're gonna have to find it within

I look into the mirror
And i see that life has taken its toll
They'll all want you to serve them
But the only one you got to serve
Is your soul

Listen to the wind it won't lie to you
If you love it let it go
And watch it fly to you
Every setting sun gently weeps
You can always hear it
'cause trust never sleeps

Jimi Hendrix

1983… (A Merman I Should Turn to Be)

Machine Gun

Artist: Jimi Hendrix

Song: 1983… (A Merman I Should Turn to Be)

Album: Electric Ladyland

Producer: Jimi Hendrix

Year: 1968

Label: Reprise

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2gTrEvJeq6U

Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/j/jimi+hendrix/1983_10149596.html

Hurray i awake from yesterday
Alive but the war is here to stay
So my love catherina and me
Decide to take our last walk thru the noise to the sea
Not to die but to be reborn
Away from the lands so battred and torn
Forever forever

Oh say can you see it's really such a mess
Every inch of earth is a fighting nest
Giant pencil and lipstick-tube shaped things
Continue to rain and cause screamin' pain
And the arctic stains from silver blue to bloody red
As our feet find the sand
And the sea is straight ahad
Straight up ahead

Well it's too bad that our friends can't be with us today
Well it's too bad
The machine that we built
Would never save us that's what they say
That's why they ain't comin' with us today
And they also said it's impossible
For a man to live and breathe undrerwater
Forever was a main complaint
Yeah and they also threw this in my face they said
Anyway you know good and well
It would be beyond the will of god
And the grace of the king
Grace of the king
Yeah

Ooo

So my darling and i make love in the sand
To salute the last moment ever on dry land
Our machine it has done its work played its part well
Without a scratch on our body when we bid it farewell
Starfish and giant foams greet us with a smile
Before our heads go under we take our last look at the killing noise
Of the out of style
The out of style out of style oh yeah
Oooo

So down and down and down and down we go
Hurry my darlin' we mustn't be late
For the show
Neptune champion games to an aqua world is so my dear
Right this way smiles a mermaid
I can hear atlantis full of cheer
Atlantis full of cheer
I can hear atlantis full of cheer
Oh yeah

Artist: Jimi Hendrix

Song: Machine Gun

Album: Band of Gypsys

Producer: Heaven Research

Year: 1970

Label: MCA

Genre: Rock

URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=475_Zzixj5M

Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/j/jimi+hendrix/machine+gun_20071573.html

Machine gun
Tearing my body all apart

Machine gun, yeah
Tearing my body all apart

Evil man make me kill ya
Evil man make you kill me
Evil man make me kill you
Even though were only families apart

Well I pick up my axe and fight like a bomber
(you know what I mean)
Hey! and your bullets keep knocking me down

Hey, I pick up my axe and fight like a bomber now
Yeah, but you still blast me down to the ground

The same way you shoot me down, baby
Youll be going just the same
Three times the pain,
And your own self to blame
Hey, machine gun

I aint afraid of your mess no more, babe
I aint afraid no more
After a while, your, your cheap talk dont even cause me pain,
So let your bullets fly like rain

cause I know all the time youre wrong baby
And youll be going just the same
Yeah, machine gun
Tearing my family apart
Yeah, yeah, alright
Tearing my family apart

(dont you shoot him down)
(hes bout to leave here)
(dont you shoot him down)
(hes got to stay here)
(he aint going nowhere)
(hes been shot down to the ground)
(oh where he cant survive, no, no)

Yeah, thats what we dont wanna hear anymore, alright?
(no bullets)
At least here, huh huh
(no guns, no bombs)
Huh huh
(no nothin, just lets all live and live)
(you know, instead of killin)

May this be
Love or just
Confusion born out of
Frustration wracked
Feelings - of not
Being able to
Make true physical
Love to the
Universal gypsy queen
True, free expressed music
Darling guitar please
Rest. amen

Billie Holliday

Strange Fruit

Artist: Billie Holliday

Song: Strange Fruit

Album: Single

Producer: Milt Gabler

Year: 1939

Label: Commodore

Genre: Blues

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4ZyuULy9zs

Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/n/nina+simone/strange+fruit_20100706.html

Southern trees bear strange fruit,

Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,

Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,

Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,

The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,

Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,

Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,

For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,

For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,

Here is a strange and bitter cry.

Bruce Hornsby

The Way It Is

Artist: Bruce Hornsby

Song: The Way It Is

Album: The Way It Is

Producer: Paul Atkinson, Huey Lewis

Year: 1986

Label: RCA Records

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=THIlDEajSko&feature=related

Lyrics:

http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/bruce+hornsby/the+way+it+is_20024963.html

Standing in line marking time--

Waiting for the welfare dime

cause they cant buy a job

The man in the silk suit hurries by

As he catches the poor old ladies eyes

Just for fun he says get a job

Thats just the way it is

Some things will never change

Thats just the way it is

But dont you believe them

They say hey little boy you cant go

Where the others go

cause you dont look like they do

Said hey old man how can you stand

To think that way

Did you really think about it

Before you made the rules

He said, son

Thats just the way it is

Some things will never change

Thats just the way it is

But dont you believe them

Well they passed a law in 64

To give those who aint got a little more

But it only goes so far

Because the law anothers mind

When all it sees at the hiring time

Is the line on the color bar

Thats just the way it is

Some things will never change

Thats just the way it is

But dont you believe them

Ill Wind

L.A.P.D.

Artist: Ill Wind

Song: L.A.P.D

Album: Flashes

Producer: Tom Wilson

Year: 1968

Label: ABC Records

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.ill-wind.com/assets/tunes/Flashes/05-LAPD.mp3

Lyrics: http://www.songfacts.com/detail.php?id=2277

Watch where you're going

If you don't want to fall

Seeds you've been sowing

Bearing fruit, growing tall

Like the bright scarlet blossom that erupts from the face of your enemy.

Clubs rise and fall

To the pulse of the hot surging blood in your heart.

Eyes that stare

As your brain splits apart

Like the egg of a cock that has lain in the sun for too long.

The air is heavy with the smell of fear

By your faces I can tell where you are

A thousand shining eyes will never shed a tear

And the man inside his fortress doesn't hear a sound.

Shadows are born,

And they crawl like the serpent that lives in your breast

Broken bodies

That lie on the ground

Like the discarded toys of an idiot child.

The air is heavy with the smell of fear

By your faces I can tell where you are

A thousand shining eyes will never shed a tear

And the man inside his fortress doesn't hear a sound.

Indigo Girls

It’s Alright

Artist: Indigo Girls

Song: It’s Alright

Album: Shaming of the Sun

Producer: David Leonard

Year: 1997

Label: Epic

Genre: Folk

URL: http://www.amazon.com/Shaming-Sun-Indigo-Girls/dp/B000002BS2

Lyrics: http://www.actionext.com/names_i/indigo_girls_lyrics/its_alright.html

It's alright forty days of rain

My skin stretched out from the growing pain

And it'd be nice to have an explanation

But it's alright

And it's alright if you hate that way

Hate me cause I'm different and you hate me cause I'm gay

Truth of the matter come around one day

And it's alright

I look at this lifeline stretched way out across my hand

I look at the burned out empty like a plague across the land

And for everything I learn there are two I don't understand

That's why I'm still on the search through the weather-strewn church

I'm doing the best that I can

And it's alright

It's alright though we worry and fuss

Can't get over the hump, can't get over us

Seems easier to push than to let go and trust

And it's alright

We get a little distance some things get clearer

Oh give them their space some hearts will grow nearer

I ran as hard as I could I still ended up here

And it's alright

So look at this lifeline stretched way all across my hand

Look at the fires of hatred burning on the bounty of this beautiful land

I know I'm small in a way, but I know I'm strong

And it's my thirst that brought me to the water

I give it all up and y'know she'll carry me on

And it's alright

And it's alright though we feel afraid

Our plans in pieces, our plans mislaid

It's the will of the way (will of the way) will of the way (will of the way)

The will of the only way that could have brought me here today

And it's alright

Yeah it's alright now

Iron Maiden

2 Minutes to Midnight

Artist: Iron Maiden

Song: 2 Minutes to Midnight

Album: Powerslave

Producer: Martin Birch

Year: 1984

Label: EMI

Genre: Rock

URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gpw7d1NV9w0

Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/i/iron+maiden/2+minutes+to+midnight_20067954.html

Kill for gain or shoot to maim

But we dont need a reason

The golden goose is on the loose

And never out of season

Some blackened pride still burns inside

This shell of bloody treason

Heres my gun for a barrel of fun

For the love of living death.

Chorus

The killers breed or the demons seed,

The glamour, the fortune, the pain,

Go to war again, blood is freedoms stain,

But dont you pray for my soul anymore.

2 minutes to midnight

The hands that threaten doom.

2 minutes to midnight

To kill the unborn in the womb.

The blind men shout let the creatures out

Well show the unbelievers

The napalm screams of human flames

Of a prime time belsen feast...yeah!

As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy,

We oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies.

Chorus

The body bags and little rags of children torn in two

And the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on you.

As the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song,

To the tune of starving millions to make a better kind of gun.

Chorus

Midnight...all night...

Isley Brothers

Harvest for the World

Artist: Isley Brothers

Song: Harvest for the World

Album: Single

Producer: The Isley Brothers, Chris Jasper

Year: 1976

Label: Sony

Genre: Jazz

URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=yz_OsEISBGo

Lyrics: http://www.lyricsdomain.com/9/isley_brothers/harvest_for_the_world.html

All babies together
Everyone a seed
Half of us are satisfied
Half of us in need

Love’s bountiful in us
Tarnished by our greed
Oh, when will there be
A harvest for the world

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey

A nation planted
So concerned with gain
As the seasons come and go
Greater grows the pain

And far too many
Feelin’ the strain
Oh, when will there be
A harvest for the world

Yeah, yeah

Gather every man
Gather every woman
Celebrate your lives
Give thanks for your children (No)

Gather everyone (Gather everyone)
Gather all together (Gather all together)
Overlookin’ none (Overlookin’ none)
Hopin’ life gets better for the world

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh

Dress me up for battle
When all I want is peace
Those of us who pay the price
Come home with the least

And nation after nation
Turnin’ into beasts
Oh, when will there be
A harvest for the world

Yeah, hey
When will there be
I wanna know now, now
When will there be a harvest {Harvest for the world}
When will there be a harvest {Harvest for the world}
When will there be a harvest {Harvest for the world}
When will there be a harvest {Harvest for the world}
When will there be a harvest {Harvest for the world}
When will there be a harvest {Harvest for the world}
When will there be {Harvest for the world}
When will there be {Harvest for the world}
Everybody {Harvest for the world}
Oh, talkin’ bout the children {Harvest for the world}
When will there be a harvest {Harvest for the world}
When will there be {Harvest for the world}

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