Artist
It’s A Jungle Out There
Songs of Freedom
Artist: Santana
Song: It’s A Jungle Out There
Album: Spirits Dancing in the Flesh
Producer: Peter Wolf, Carlos Santana, Chester Thompson, Jim Gaines, Vernon Reid
Year: 1990
Label: Sony
Genre: Soul
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_5N_bndfAGU
Lyrics: http://www.metrolyrics.com/its-a-jungle-out-there-lyrics-santana.html
(scream) I just gotta get away
Can't stand it
Children suffer every day
Tell me baby
What's it for
Fighting daily
For the turf
We're still killing each other
In the name of the lord
There's a brand new graffiti
With blood on the walls
Peace... are you that far away?
Now you can feel it
Other people's pain
Love can heal it
Gentle as the rain
Oh, the united nations drag their feet on the floor
All they do is spend your money
They don't tell you what for
Peace... what price we have to pay
Peace... there's gotta be a better way
People tell me it's useless to look for a way
I believe that tomorrow starts right here, today
Peace... are you that far away
Peace... there's gotta be a better way
Peace... are you that far away
Peace... there's gotta be a better way
Peace, peace
There's gotta be a better way
Peace, peace oh oh oh peace
Artist: Santana
Song: Songs of Freedom
Album: Freedom
Producer: Jeffrey Cohen, Carlos Santana, Chester Thompson
Year: 1987
Label: Columbia
Genre: Soul
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Freedom-Santana/dp/B000002668
Lyrics: http://www.mp3lyrics.org/s/santana/songs/
Everybody tells me, we love your songs
Your soul is precious, but it
just ain't good enough
You need a single to help you through
Program directors, they all make the rules
I said, you're kidding, you're putting me on
What about the Constitution, freedom of expression
Listen to the music, just feel the sound
Love is the motion, that's what
makes the world go around
Sing, Songs of Freedom
Bring joy to the world
Sing, Songs of Freedom
Bring joy to the world
Everybody listen, stop and take some time
To understand the world situation
There is no meaning in fighting the way we do
Let's come together and forgive each other
Sing, Songs of Freedom
Bring joy to the world
Sing, Songs of Freedom
Bring joy to the world
Homeless
Artist: Paul Simon
Song: Homeless
Album: Graceland
Producer: Roy Halee, Paul Simon
Year: 1986
Label: Warner Bros/Wea
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Graceland-Paul-Simon/dp/B000002NBY
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsdepot.com/paul-simon/homeless.html
Emaweni webaba
Yitho omanqoba (ih hih ih hih ih) yitho omanqoba
Esanqoba lonke ilizwe
(ih hih ih hih ih) Yitho omanqoba (ih hih ih hih ih)
Esanqoba phakathi e England
Yitho omanqoba
Esanqoba phakathi e London
Yitho omanqoba
Esanqoba phakathi e England
Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih
Somebody sing hello, hello, hello
Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih
Somebody cry why, why, why?
Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih
Somebody sing hello, hello, hello
Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih
Somebody cry why, why, why?
Kuluman
Kulumani, Kulumani sizwe
Singenze njani
Baya jabula abasi thanda yo
Ho
Qana
Without Chains
Artist: Patti Smith
Song: Qana
Album: Single
Producer: Patti Smith
Year: 2006
Label: N/A
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.pattismith.net/audio/qana.mp3
Lyrics: http://www.lyricstime.com/patti-smith-qana-lyrics.html
There's no one
In the village
Not a human
Nor a stone
There's no one
In the village
Children are gone
And a mother rocks
Herself to sleep
Let it come down
Let her weep
The dead lay in strange shapes
Some stay buried
Others crawl free
Baby didn't make it
Screaming debris
And a mother rocks
Herself to sleep
Let it come down
Let her weep
The dead lay in strange shapes
Limp little dolls
Caked in mud
Small, small hands
Found in the road
Their talking about
War aims
What a phrase
Bombs that fall
American made
The new middle east
The rice woman squeaks
The dead lay in strange shapes
Little bodies
Little bodies
Tied head and feet
Wrapped in plastic
Laid out in the street
The new middle east
The rice woman squeaks
The dead lay in strange shapes
Water to wine
Wine to blood
Ahh qana
The miracle
Is love
Artist: Patti Smith
Song: Without Chains
Album: Single
Producer: Patti Smith
Year: 2006
Label: N/A
Genre: Rock
URL: http://pattismith.net/audio/Without_Chains.mp3
Lyrics: http://www.pattismith.net/news.html
For four long years
I wasn't a man
dreaming chained
with the lights on
in another world
a netherworld
four long years
with nothing
to say
thoughts impure
at Guantanamo Bay
now I'm learning
to walk
without chains
I'm learning
to walk
without chains
learning to walk
without chains
without chains
without chains
born in bremen
played guitar
a young apprentice
building ships
loved and married
heard the call
is attaining wisdom
a pursuit of fools
journeyed to Pakistan
to breathe the Koran
taken in custody
no reason why
then a prison camp
as an enemy
Combatant
(Chorus)
Languished in a cell
Four years and a day
Then flown home
A version of free
Chained to the floor
With eyes bound
One last humiliation
left to endure
they say I walk
strange
that may be so
its been a long time
since I walked at all
now I'm learning
to walk
without chains
to talk
without chains
to breathe
without chains
to love etc...
without chains
without chains
without chains
For What It’s Worth
Artist: Buffalo Springfield
Song: For What It’s Worth
Album: Buffalo Springfield
Producer: Charles Green, Brian Stone
Year: 1967
Label: Atco
Genre: Folk
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wm6NeM-6vBE
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsdownload.com/the-buffalo-springfield-for-what-its-worth-lyrics.html
There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind
I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
What a field-day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly say, hooray for our side
It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man come and take you away
We better stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, now, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
41 Shots/American Skin
Born in the USA
Empty Sky
Into the Fire
Murder Incorporated
Nebraska
The Rising
We Shall Overcome
Artist: Bruce Springsteen
Song: American Skin (41 Shots)
Album: The Essential Bruce Springsteen
Producer: Bruce Springsteen
Year: 2003
Label: Columbia Records
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-jc-0aqVfrE
Lyrics: http://www.brucespringsteen.net/songs/AmericanSkin.html
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots....
and we'll take that ride
'cross this bloody river
to the other side
41 shots... cut through the night
You're kneeling over his body in the vestibule
Praying for his life
Is it a gun, is it a knife
Is it a wallet, this is your life
It ain't no secret
It ain't no secret
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living
In your American skin
41 shots
Lena gets her son ready for school
She says "on these streets, Charles
You've got to understand the rules
If an officer stops you
Promise you'll always be polite,
that you'll never ever run away
Promise Mama you'll keep your hands in sight"
Is it a gun, is it a knife
Is it a wallet, this is your life
It ain't no secret
It ain't no secret
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living
In your American skin
Is it a gun, is it a knife
Is it in your heart, is it in your eyes
It ain't no secret
41 shots... and we'll take that ride
'Cross this bloody river
To the other side
41 shots... got my boots caked in this mud
We're baptized in these waters and in each other's blood
Is it a gun, is it a knife
Is it a wallet, this is your life
It ain't no secret
It ain't no secret
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living
In your American skin
Artist: Bruce Springsteen
Song: Born in the USA
Album: Born in the USA
Producer: Jon Landau, Chuck Plotkin, Bruce Springsteen, Steve Van Zandt
Year: 1984
Label: Columbia
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yPudiBR15mk
Lyrics: http://www.brucespringsteen.net/songs/BornInTheUSA.html
Born down in a dead man's town
The first kick I took was when I hit the ground
You end up like a dog that's been beat too much
Till you spend half your life just covering up
Born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Got in a little hometown jam
So they put a rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land
To go and kill the yellow man
Born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man says "Son if it was up to me"
Went down to see my V.A. man
He said "Son, don't you understand"
I had a brother at Khe Sahn fighting off the Viet Cong
They're still there, he's all gone
He had a woman he loved in Saigon
I got a picture of him in her arms now
Down in the shadow of the penitentiary
Out by the gas fires of the refinery
I'm ten years burning down the road
Nowhere to run ain't got nowhere to go
Born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
I'm a long gone Daddy in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
I'm a cool rocking Daddy in the U.S.A.
Artist: Bruce Springsteen
Song: Empty Sky
Album: The Rising
Producer: Brendan O’Brien
Year: 2002
Label: Columbia
Genre: Rock
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=RI2_NPG58Vw
Lyrics: http://www.actionext.com/names_b/bruce_springsteen_lyrics/empty_sky.html
I woke up this morning
I could barely breathe
Just an empty impression
In the bed there you used to be
I want a kiss from your lips
I want an eye for an eye
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Blood on the streets
Blood flowin' down
I hear the blood of my blood
Cryin' from the ground
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
On the plains of Jordan
I cut my bow from the wood
Of this tree of evil
Of this tree of good
I want a kiss from your lips
I want an eye for an eye
I woke up this morning to the empty sky
Artist: Bruce Springsteen
Song: Into the Fire
Album: The Rising
Producer: Brendan O’Brien
Year: 2002
Label: Columbia
Genre: Rock
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=AduIo0iHGDE
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/bruce+springsteen/into+the+fire_20025188.html
The sky was falling and streaked with blood
I heard you calling me, then you disappeared into the dust
Up the stairs, into the fire
Up the stairs, into the fire
I need your kiss, but love and duty called you someplace higher
Somewhere up the stairs, into the fire
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
You gave your love to see, in fields of red and autumn brown
You gave your love to me and lay your young body down
Up the stairs, into the fire
Up the stairs, into the fire
I need you near, but love and duty called you someplace higher
Somewhere up the stairs, into the fire
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
It was dark, too dark to see, you held me in the light you gave
You lay your hand on me
Then walked into the darkness of your smoky grave
Up the stairs, into the fire
Up the stairs, into the fire
I need your kiss, but love and duty called you someplace higher
Somewhere up the stairs, into the fire
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your love bring us love
Artist: Bruce Springsteen
Song: Murder Incorporated
Album: Greatest Hits
Producer: Bruce Springsteen
Year: 1995
Label: Columbia Records
Genre: Folk
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=u6Ri8nKwUmM
Lyrics: http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Bruce-Springsteen/Murder-Incorporated.html
Bobby's got a gun that he keeps beneath his pillow (oh yeah)
Out on the street your chances are zero (oh yeah)
Take a look around you (come on down)
It ain't too complicated
You're messin' with Murder Incorporated
Now you check over your shoulder everywhere that you go (oh yeah)
Walkin' down the street, there's eyes in every shadow (oh yeah)
You better take a look around you (come on down)
That equipment you got's so outdated
You can't compete with Murder Incorporated
Everywhere you look now there's Murder Incorporated
So you keep a little secret down deep inside your dresser drawer
From dealing with the heat you're feelin' down on the killin' floor
No matter where you step you feel you're never out of danger
So the comfort that you keep's a gold-plated snub-nose thirty-two
I heard that you
You got a job downtown, man it leaves your head cold (oh yea)
And everywhere you look life ain't got no soul (oh yeah)
That apartment you live in feels like it's just a place to hide
When your walkin' down the streets you won't meet no one eye to eye
Now the cops reported you as just another homicide
I can tell that you was just frustrated
from livin' with Murder Incorporated
Incorporated
Everywhere you look now
Murder Incorporated
Down on your knees
Murder Incorporated
Everywhere that you turn it's murder Incorporated
Artist: Bruce Springsteen
Song: Nebraska
Album: Nebraska
Producer: Bruce Springsteen
Year: 1982
Label: Columbia Records
Genre: Folk
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Nebraska-Bruce-Springsteen/dp/B0000025T6
Lyrics: http://www.xs4all.nl/~maroen/engels/lyrics/nebraska.htm
I saw her standin' on her front lawn just twirlin' her baton
Me and her went for a ride sir and ten innocent people died
From the town of Lincoln Nebraska with a sawed off .410 on my lap
Through to the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path
I can't say that I'm sorry for the things that we done
At least for a little while sir me and her we had us some fun
The jury brought in a guilty verdict and the judge he sentenced me to death
Midnight in a prison storeroom with leather straps across my chest
Sheriff when the man pulls that switch sir and snaps my poor head back
You make sure my pretty baby is sittin' right there on my lap
They declared me unfit to live said into that great void my soul'd be hurled
They wanted to know why I did what I did
Well sir I guess there's just a meanness in this world
Artist: Bruce Springsteen
Song: The Rising
Album: The Rising
Producer: Brendan O’Brien
Year: 2002
Label: Columbia
Genre: Rock
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=2QdQ2SgfyeI
Lyrics: http://www.lyred.com/lyrics/Bruce+Springsteen/The+Rising/The+Rising/
Can't see nothin' in front of me
Sky of longing and emptiness (a dream of life)
Sky of fullness, sky of blessed life
Come on up for the rising
Come on up, lay your hands in mine
Come on up for the rising
Come on up for the rising tonight
Li,li, li,li,li,li, li,li,li
Artist: Bruce Springsteen (performing Pete Seeger)
Song: We Shall Overcome
Album: We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions
Producer: Bruce Springsteen, Jon Landau
Year: 2006
Label: Columbia
Genre: Folk
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ovgPaVwgpdw
Lyrics: www.lyricsmania.com
We shall overcome
We shall overcome
We shall overcome some day
Oh, deep in my heart
I do believe
We shall overcome some day
We'll walk hand in hand
We'll walk hand in hand
We'll walk hand in hand some day
Oh, deep in my heart
I do believe
We shall overcome some day
We shall all be free
We shall all be free
We shall all be free some day
Oh, deep in my heart
I do believe
We shall overcome some day
We are not afraid
We are not afraid
We are not afraid some day
Oh, deep in my heart
I do believe
We shall overcome some day
We are not alone
We are not alone
We are not alone some day
Oh, deep in my heart
I do believe
We shall overcome some day
The whole wide world around
The whole wide world around
The whole wide world around some day
Oh, deep in my heart
I do believe
We shall overcome some day
We shall overcome
We shall overcome
We shall overcome some day
Oh, deep in my heart
I do believe
We shall overcome some day
Artist: Bruce Springsteen
Song: You’re Missing
Album: The Rising
Producer: Brendan O’Brien
Year: 2002
Label: Columbia
Genre: Rock
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=DfvSKgrjHqE
Shirts in the closet, shoes in the hall
Mama's in the kitchen, baby and all
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
But you're missing
Coffee cups on the counter, jackets on the chair
Papers on the doorstep, but you're not there
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
But you're missing
Pictures on the nightstand, TV's on in the den
Your house is waiting, your house is waiting
For you to walk in, for you to walk in
But you're missing, you're missing
You're missing when I shut out the lights
You're missing when I close my eyes
You're missing when I see the sun rise
You're missing
Children are asking if it's alright
Will you be in our arms tonight?
Morning is morning, the evening falls I got
Too much room in my bed, too many phone calls
How's everything, everything?
Everything, everything
but you're missing, you're missing
God's drifting in heaven, devil's in the mailbox
I got dust on my shoes, nothing but teardrops
Artist: Staple Singers
Song: When Will We Be Paid For the Work We’ve Done
Album: Ultimate Staple Singers: A Family Affair
Producer: N/A
Year: 2004
Label: Kent Soul
Genre: Jazz
URL: http://contreinfo.info/article.php3?id_article=480
Lyrics: http://contreinfo.info/article.php3?id_article=480
When will we be paid for the work we’ve done
When will we be paid for the work we’ve done
We worked this country
From shore to shore
Our women cooked all your food
And washed all your clothes
We picked cotton and laid the railroad steel
Worked our hands down to the bone at your lumber mill
When will we be paid for the work we’ve done
When will we be paid for the work we’ve done
Fought in your wars, in every land
To keep this country free, y’all
For women, children, and men
But anytime we ask for pay or a loan
That’s when everything seems to turn out wrong
We’ve been beat up, called name, shot down, and stoned
Every time we do right, somebody say we’re wrong
When will we be paid for the work we’ve done
When will we be paid for the work we’ve done
Oh, oh when, when will we be paid ?
We’ve given up our sweat, now
And all of our tears
Stumbled through this life
For more than 300 years I,
I wanna know, the work we’ve done
When will be paid for the work we’ve done
Tell me
When will we be paid for the work we’ve done
When will we be paid for the work we’ve done
Will we ever be proud
Of "My country, tis of thee"
Will we ever sing out loud
Sweet land of Liberty
When will we be paid
For the work we’ve done
When will we be paid for the work we’ve done
When will we be paid for the work we’ve done
War
Artist: Edwin Starr
Song: War
Album: War and Peace
Producer: Norman Whitfield
Year: 1970
Label: Gordy
Genre: Pop
URL: http://youtube.com/watch?v=-_tBDk4SuvA
Lyrics: http://www.songfacts.com/detail.php?id=1029
War, huh yeah
Absolutely nothing. listen to me
It ain't nothin but a heartbreaker
Friend only to the undertaker
Oh war, is an enemy to all mankind
The thought of war blows my mind
War has caused unrest in the younger generation
Induction, then destruction who wants to die
War, good god y'all
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing. say it say it say it
War uh huh yeah huh
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing. listen to me
It ain't nothin but a heartbreaker
Got one friend that's the undertaker
Oh war has shattered many young man's dreams
Made him disabled bitter and mean
Life is much to short and precious to spend fighting wars these days
War can't give life it can only take it away oooooh
War, huh good god y'all
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing. say it say again
War whoa lord
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing. listen
It ain't nothin but a heartbreaker
Friend only to the undertaker
Peace love and understanding tell me
Is there no place for them today
They say we must fight to keep our freedom
But lord knows there's got to be a better way
History Will Teach Us Nothing
Russians
They Dance Alone
Artist: Sting
Song: History Will Teach Us Nothing
Producer: Sting, Hugh Padgham, Bryan Loren, Neil Dorfsman
Year: 1987
Label: A&M
Genre: Rock
URL:
http://www.amazon.com/History-Will-Teach-Us-Nothing/dp/B000W23878
Lyrics:
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/sting/historywillteachusnothing.html
If we seek solace in the prisons of the distant past
Security in human systems we're told will always always last
Emotions are the sail and blind faith is the mast
Without a breath of real freedom we're getting nowhere fast
If God is dead and an actor plays his part
His words of fear will find their way to a place in your heart
Without the voice of reason every faith is its own curse
Without freedom from the past things can only get worse
Sooner or later just like the world first day
Sooner or later we learn to throw the past away
Sooner or later just like the world first day
Sooner or later we learn to throw the past away
Sooner or later we learn to throw the past away
History will teach us nothing
History will teach us nothing
Our written history is a catalogue of crime
The sordid and the powerful, the architects of time
The mother of invention, the oppression of the mild
The constant fear of scarcity, aggression as its child
Sooner or later
Sooner or later
Sooner or later
Sooner or later
Convince an enemy, convince him that he's wrong
Is to win a bloodless battle where victory is long
A simple act of faith
In reason over might
To blow up his children will only prove him right
History will teach us nothing
Sooner or later the world first day
Sooner or later we learn to throw the past away
Sooner or later the world first day
Sooner or later we learn to throw the past away
Sooner or later we learn to throw the past away
History will teach us nothing
History will teach us nothing
Know you human rights
Be what you come here for
Know your human rights
Be what you come here for
Know your human rights
Be what you come here for
Know your human rights
Be what you come here for
Artist: Sting
Song: Russians
Album: The Dream of the Blue Turtles
Producer: Sting, Peter Smith
Year: 1985
Label: A&M Records
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4rk78eCIx4E
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/s/sting/russians_20132086.html
In europe and america, theres a growing feeling of hysteria
We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology
What might save us, me, and you
Is that the russians love their children too
Artist: Sting
Song: They Dance Alone
Album: Nothing Like the Sun
Producer: Sting, Hugh Padgham, Bryan Loren, Neil Dorfsman
Year: 1987
Label: A&M
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jA_X_gzhWfw
Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/sting/theydancealone.html
Why are there women here dancing on their own?
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their faces fixed like stone?
I can't see what it is that they dispise
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone They dance alone
It's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
If they were to speak these words they'd go missing too
Another woman on a torture table what else can they do
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone They dance alone
One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
Danzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan solas
Danzan solas
Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign money that supports you
One day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
No budget for your guns
Can you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
They're anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They dance alone
King of the World
Artist: Steely Dan
Song: King of the World
Album: Countdown to Ecstasy
Producer: n/a
Year: 1973
Label: Mca
Genre: Blues
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Countdown-Ecstasy-Steely-Dan/dp/B00000DI0J
Lyrics: http://www.mondaypapers.com/summerinthecity/kingoftheworld.html
Hello one and all
Was it you I used to know
Can't you hear me call
On this old ham radio
All I got to say I'm alive and feeling fine
If you come my way
You can share my poison wine
No marigolds in the promised land
There's a hole in the ground
Where they used to grow
Any man left on the Rio Grande
Is the king of the world
As far as I know
I don't want your bread
I don't need your helping hand
I can't be no savage
I can't be no highwayman
Show me where you are
You and I will spend this day
Driving in my car
Through the ruins of Santa Fe
No marigolds in the promised land
There's a hole in the ground
Where they used to grow
Any man left on the Rio Grande
Is the king of the world
As far as I know
I'm reading last year's papers
Although I don't know why
Assassins cons and rapers
Might as well die
If you come around
No more pain and no regrets
Watch the sun go brown
Smoking cobalt cigarettes
There's no need to hide
Taking things the easy way
If I stay inside
I might live til Saturday
No marigolds in the promised land
There's a hole in the ground
Where they used to grow
Any man left on the Rio Grande
Is the king of the world
As far as I know
Peace Train
Artist: Cat Stevens
Song: Peace Train
Album: Teaser and the Firecat
Producer: Paul Samwell-Smith
Year: 1971
Label: A&M Records
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7sjSHazjrWg
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsdepot.com/cat-stevens/peace-train.html
Now I've been happy lately
Thinking about the good things to come
And I believe it could be
Something good has begun
I've been smiling lately
Dreaming about the world as one
And I believe it could be
Something good's bound to come
For out on the edge of darkness
There runs the peace train
Peace train take this country
Come take me home again
Peace train sounding louder
Ride on the peace train
Hoo-ah-eeh-ah-hoo-ah
Come on the peace train
Peace train's a holy roller
Everyone jump upon the peace train
Hoo-ah-eeh-ah-hoo-ah
This is the peace train
Get your bags together
Come bring your good friends too
Because it's getting nearer
Soon it will be with you
Come and join the living
It's not so far from you
And it's getting nearer
Soon it will all be true
Peace train sounding louder
Ride on the peace train
Hoo-ah-eeh-ah-hoo-ah
Come on the peace train
I've been crying lately
Thinking about the world as it is
Why must we go on hating?
Why can't we live in bliss?
For out on the edge of darkness
There rides the peace train
Peace train take this country
Come take me home again
Peace train sounding louder
Ride on the peace train
Hoo-ah-eeh-ah-hoo-ah
Come on the peace train
Come on, come on, come on the peace train...
Walls Come Tumbling Down
Artist: Style Council
Song: Walls Come Tumbling Down
Album: Our Favourite Shop
Producer: Paul Weller
Year: 1985
Label: Polydor
Genre: Pop
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I29aPBkEc0Y
Lyrics:
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/s/style+council/walls+come+tumbling+down_20132778.html
You dont have to take this crap
You dont have to sit back and relax
You can actually try changing it
I know weve always been taught to rely
Upon those in authority -
But you never know until you try
How things just might be -
If we came together so strongly
Are you gonna try to make this work
Or spend your days down in the dirt
You see things can change -
Yes an walls can come tumbling down!
Governments crack and systems fall
cause unity is powerful -
Lights go out - walls come tumbling down!
The competition is a colour tv
Were on still pause with the video machine
That keep you slave to the h.p.
Until the unity is threatend by
Those who have and who have not -
Those who are with and those who are without
And dangle jobs like a donkeys carrot -
Until you dont know where you are
Are you gonna realize
The class wars real and not mythologized
And like jericho - you see walls can come tumbling down!
Are you gonna be threatend by
The public enemies no. 10 -
Those who play the power game
They take the profits - you take the blame -
When they tell you theres no rise in pay
Are you gonna try an make this work
Or spend your days down in the dirt -
You see things can change -
Yes and walls can come tumbling down!
ATWA
Boom
B.Y.O.B
P.L.U.C.K
Prison Song
Artist: System of a Down
Song: ATWA
Album: Toxicity
Producer: Daron Malakian , Rick Rubin
Year: 2001
Label: Sony
Genre: Alternative
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=xZdL1BupbhU
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/s/system+of+a+down/atwa_20134826.html
Hey you, see me, pictures crazy
All the world Ive seen before me passing by
Ive got nothing, to gain, to lose
All the world Ive seen before me passing by
You dont care about how I feel
I dont feel it any more
You dont care about how I feel
I dont feel it any more
You dont care about how I feel
I dont feel it any more
You dont care about how I feel
I dont feel it any more
Hey you, are me, not so pretty
All the world Ive seen before me passing by
Silent my voice, Ive got no choice
All the world Ive seen before me passing by
You dont care about how I feel
I dont feel it any more
You dont care about how I feel
I dont feel it any more
You dont care about how I feel
I dont feel it any more
You dont care about how I feel
I dont feel it any more
I dont see, anymore
I dont hear, anymore
I dont speak, anymore
I dont feel
Hey you, see me, pictures crazy
All the world Ive seen before me passing by
Ive got nothing, to gain, to lose
All the world Ive seen before me passing by
You dont care about how I feel
I dont feel it any more
You dont care about how I feel
I dont feel it any more
You dont care about how I feel
I dont feel it any more
You dont care about how I feel
I dont feel it any more
I dont sleep, anymore
I dont eat, anymore
I dont live, anymore
I dont feel
Artist: System of a Down
Song: Boom
Album: Steal This Album!
Producer: Rick Rubin, Daron Malakian
Year: 2002
Label: American/Columbia
Genre: Alternative
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=K7yAO-QCSWA
Lyrics: http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/System-Of-A-Down/Boom.html
I've been walking through your streets,
Where all your money's earning,
Where all your building's crying
And clueless neckties working,
Revolving fake lawn houses,
Housing all your fears,
Desensitized by TV,
Overbearing advertising,
God of consumerism,
And all your crooked pictures
Looking good, mirrorism,
Filtering information,
For the public eye,
Designed for profiteering,
Your neighbor, what a guy.
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM,
Every time you drop the bomb,
You kill the god your child has born,
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM.
Modern globalization,
Coupled with condemnations,
Unnecessary death,
Matador corporations,
Puppeting your frustrations,
With the blinded flag,
Manufacturing consent,
Is the name of the game,
The bottom line is money,
Nobody gives a fuck.
4000 hungry children leave us per hour,
From starvation,
While billions are spent on bombs,
Creating death showers.
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM,
Every time you drop the bomb,
You kill the god your child has born,
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM
BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM
Whyyy...must weee...kill ooour own kiiind...?
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM,
Every time you drop the bomb,
You kill the god your child has born,
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM
BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM
Every time you drop the bomb.
Artist: System of a Down
Song: B.Y.O.B. (Bring Your Own Bombs)
Album: Mezmermize
Producer: Rick Rubin, Daron Malakian
Year: 2005
Label: American/Columbia
Genre: Alternative
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=bmYkY0CjYgo
Lyrics: http://www.dapslyrics.com/display.php?sid=13343
Why do they always send the poor?
My God is of Bible blood with pointed ears
Victorious, victorious steel
Can your spending kneel?
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers
You depend on our protection
Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth
La la la la la la la la la la
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Kneeling roses
Disappearing into Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox
Stealing our intentions
Every city, gripped in oil
Crying freedom!
Handed to obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth
la la la la la la la la la la
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Blast off, it's party time
And we all live in a fascist nation
Blast off, it's party time
And where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Kneeling roses
Disappearing into Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox
Stealing our intentions
Every city, gripped in oil
Crying freedom!
Handed to a obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth
la la la la la la la la la la
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sun
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
They always send the poor!
They always send the poor!
Artist: System of a Down
Song: P.L.U.C.K
Album: System of a Down
Producer: Rick Rubin
Year: 1998
Label: American
Genre: Alternative
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6hyDGCCzAmM
Lyrics: http://www.4lyric.com/show.php?lyric=4584
Why, Die Walk Down
A whole race Genocide,
Taken away all of our pride,
A whole race Genocide,
Taken away, Watch Them all fall down.
Revolution, the only solution,
The armed response of an entire nation,
Revolution, the only solution,
We've taken all your shit, now it's time for restitution.
Recognition, Restoration, Reparation,
Recognition, Restoration, Reparation,
Watch them all fall down.
Revolution, the only solution,
The armed response of an entire nation,
Revolution, the only solution,
We've taken all your shit, now it's time for restitution.
The plan was mastered and called Genocide,
(Never want to see you around)
Took all the children and then we died,
(Never want to see you around)
The few that remained were never found,
(Never want to see you around)
All in a system of Down......
Down.....Down.......Down........Walk Down...........
Watch them all fall down,
Revolution, the only solution,
The armed response of an entire nation,
Revolution, the only solution,
We've taken all your shit, now it's time for restitution.
The plan was mastered and called Genocide
(Never want to see you around)
Took all the children and then we died,
(Never want to see you around)
The few that remained were never found,
(Never want to see you around)
All in a system , Down~
Artist: System of a Down
Song: Prison Song
Album: Toxicity
Producer: Daron Malakian , Rick Rubin
Year: 2001
Label: Sony
Genre: Alternative
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1JaMBEIM0kM
Lyrics: http://www.thelyricarchive.com/lyrics/prisonsong.shtml
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
Following the rights movement
You clamped on with your iron fists
Drugs became conveniently
Available for all the kids
Following the rights movement
You clamped on with your iron fists
Drugs became conveniently
Available for all the kids
I buy my crack, I smack my bitch
Right here in hollywood
(nearly 2 million americans are
incarcerated in the prison system
prison system of the US)
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
(for you and me to live in)
Another prison system
Another prison system
Another prison system
(for you and me to live in)
Minor drug offenders fill your prisons
you don't even flinch
all our taxes paying for your wars
against the new non-rich
Minor drug offenders fill your prisons
you don't even flinch
all our taxes paying for your wars
against the new non-rich
I buy my crack, I smack my bitch
right here in hollywood
The percentage of americans in the prison system
prison system, has doubled since 1985
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
(for you and me to live in)
Another prison system
Another prison system
Another prison system
For you and I, For you and I, For you and I.
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
For you and me
Oh baby, you and me.
All research and successful drug policy show
that treatment should be increased
And law enforcement decreased
While abolishing mandatory minimun sentences
All research and successful drug policy show
that treatment should be increased
And law enforcement decreased
While abolishing mandatory minimun sentences
Utilising drugs to pay for secret wars around the world
drugs are now your global policy now you police the globe
I buy my crack, I smack my bitch
right here in hollywood
Drug money is used to rig elections
and train brutal corporate sponsored dictators
around the world
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
(for you and me to live in)
Another prison system
Another prison system
Another prison system
(for you and me to live in)
For you and I, for you and I, for you and I
For you and I
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
for you and me
oh baby, you and me
Refugees
Artist: The Tears
Song: Refugees
Album: Here Come the Tears
Producer: The Tears
Year: 2005
Label: Independiente
Genre: Pop
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=0JM4khs7qKU
Lyrics: http://www.anysonglyrics.com/lyrics/t/Tears/Refugees-Lyrics.htm
You are the dust and
I am the rain
Lets go out in the rust and
Let's gather the change
Let's take to the streets
You and I we're life's refugees
But like Bonnie and Clyde we're free
Don't say there's nothing between us
You stain the pavements
I'll take the blame
Our love is our saviour
Our life is our grave
Let's take to the streets
You and I we're life's refugees
But like Bonnie and Clyde we're free
Don't say there's nothing between us
‘Cause we're all refugees
And we're all drifting like leaves
But like Bonnie and Clyde we're free
Don't say there's nothing between us
We'll live for the sunshine
And smile through the rain
And we're all refugees
And we're all drifting like leaves
But like Bonnie and Clyde we're free
Don't say there's nothing between us
So let's take to the streets
You and I compete with the freaks
And like Bonnie and Clyde we're free
Don't say there's nothing between us
Well there's nothing between us
Well there's nothing between us
Hunger Strike
Artist: Temple of the Dog
Song: Hunger Strike
Album: Single
Producer: Rick Parashar, Temple of the Dog
Year: 1991
Label: A&M
Genre: Alternative
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bN1ejG5R7mI (Cover by Peal Jam)
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/t/temple+of+the+dog/hunger+strike_20135622.html
I dont mind stealing bread
From the mouths of decadence
But I cant feed on the powerless
When my cups already overfilled
But its on the table
The fire is cooking
And theyre farming babies
While the slaves are working
The blood is on the table
And their mouths are choking
But Im growing hungry
Long Hot Summer
Artist: The Tom Robinson Band
Song: Long Hot Summer
Album: Power in the Darkness
Producer: Chris Thomas
Year: 1978
Label: EMI
Genre: Punk
URL:
http://www.amazon.com/Power-Darkness-Tom-Robinson-Band/dp/B0002WTJYE
Lyrics: http://www.bolchini.com/mow/tr/lyrics/all.html - L
Hey Joe, get up and go
Wouldn't like to tell you twice
Hey mac, get off my back
Didn't ask your advice
There's all this heat
Out in the street
Telling us to move along
It's gonna be a long hot summer
From now on
Hey man, I don't understand
We ain't hardly bothering you
Say fag, you're just a drag
We ain't nearly finished with you
There's all this heat
Out on the beat
Telling us we don't belong
It's gonna be a long hot summer
From now on
Hey Dan, give us a hand
We won't make it alone
But we can all make a stand
Next time the whistle's blown
So get your feet
Out on the street
When you hear the heat is on
It's gonna be a long hot summer
From now on
Look out sisters
Look out brothers
We won't be fooled again.
Get Up, Stand Up
Artist: Bob Marley and Peter Tosh
Song: Get Up, Stand Up
Album: Burnin’ (The Wailers)
Producer: Chris Blackwell and The Wailers
Year: 1973
Label: Tuff Gong/Island
Genre: Reggae
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5zTxUxFjLB0
Lyrics: http://www.mp3lyrics.org/b/bob-marley/get-up-stand-up/
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, don't give up the fight
Preacher man don't tell me
Heaven is under the earth
I know you don't know
What life is really worth
It's not all that glitters is gold
Half the story has never been told
So now you see the light
Stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, don't give up the fight
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, don't give up the fight
Most people think
Great God will come from the skies
Take away everything
And make everybody feel high
But if you know what life is worth
You would look for yours on earth
And now you've seen the light
You stand up for your rights
End of White Supremacy
Riot City
Artist: Total Chaos
Song: End of White Supremacy
Album: Patriotic Shock
Producer: Total Chaos
Year: 1995
Label: SOS Records
Genre: Punk
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Patriotic-Shock-Total-Chaos/dp/B000001IQW
Lyrics: http://www.actionext.com/names_t/total_chaos_lyrics/end_of_white_supremacy.html
No group or race of people
should ever rule the world
The end of white supremacy
The fall of the kkk and nazism
A human dream come true
The end of white supremacy
I've talked about racism
for years and years
but you still don't learn
It is wrong to hate
another human being
Because of color or country
they were born
Now i'm going to become
a threat to your lies
Equality and interracial love
is the answer to save our world
The end of white supremacy
Artist: Total Chaos
Song: Riot City
Album: The Early Years: 1989-1993
Producer: Total Chaos
Year: 2000
Label: Anarchy Music
Genre: Punk
URL: http://music.yahoo.com/release/67900
Lyrics: http://www.musicsonglyrics.com/T/totalchaoslyrics/totalchaosriotcitylyrics.htm
riot breaks out every day
from racism to people's gain
bloody riot to fiery hells
riot's a fact that never fails
riot city - L.A.
riot city - u.s.a.
riot city - U.K.
riot city - africa
let's riot let's riot let's riot today
against the police or c.i.a.
stand up and don't be quiet
it's a total fucking riot
riot city - china
riot city - russia
riot city - israel
riot city - germany
Changes
Artist: Tupac
Song: Changes
Album: Greatest Hits
Producer: Tupac
Year: 1998
Label: Jive
Genre: Rap
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUoUDuAPCZA
Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/2pac/changes.html
(EXPLICIT LYRICS)
[1]
Come on come on
I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself
is life worth living should I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black
my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn about a negro
pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero
Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares
one less hungry mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers
give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other
It's time to fight back that's what Huey said
2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead
I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere
unless we share with each other
We gotta start makin' changes
learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers
and that's how it's supposed to be
How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?
I'd love to go back to when we played as kids
but things changed, and that's the way it is
[Bridge w/ changing ad libs]
Come on come on
That's just the way it is
Things'll never be the same
That's just the way it is
aww yeah
[Repeat]
[2]
I see no changes all I see is racist faces
misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
We under I wonder what it takes to make this
one better place, let's erase the wasted
Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right
'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight
and only time we chill is when we kill each other
it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other
And although it seems heaven sent
We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh
It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact
the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks
But some things will never change
try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game
Now tell me what's a mother to do
bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you
You gotta operate the easy way
"I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way
sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"
Well hey, well that's the way it is
[Bridge]
[Talking:]
We gotta make a change...
It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live
and let's change the way we treat each other.
You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do
what we gotta do, to survive.
[3]
And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace
It's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East
Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs
so the police can bother me
And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do
But now I'm back with the facts givin' it back to you
Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up,
crack you up and pimp smack you up
You gotta learn to hold ya own
they get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone
But tell the cops they can't touch this
I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this
That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool
my mama didn't raise no fool
And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped
& I never get to lay back
'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs
some punk that I roughed up way back
comin' back after all these years
rat-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh
Freedom for My People
Miss Sarajevo
One
Peace on Earth
Seconds
Sunday Bloody Sunday
The Refugee
Artist: U2
Song: Freedom for My People
Album: Rattle and Hum
Producer: Jimmy Iovine
Year: 1988
Label: Island
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xDy-QI78mLI
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/u/u2/freedom+for+my+people_20141505.html
I need some freedom
Freedom for my people
I want some freedom
Freedom
Freedom, freedom for my people
Id like some freedom
I need some freedom for my people
Freedom
Freedom, freedom for my people
Artist: U2
Song: Miss Sarajevo
Album: Single by Passengers (renamed U2)
Producer: Brian Eno
Year: 1995
Label: Island
Genre: Rock
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=wX6c5als1lk
Lyrics: http://www.mp3lyrics.org/u/u2/miss-sarajevo/
Is there a time for
keeping a distance
A time to turn your eyes away
Is there a time for
keeping your head down
For getting on with your day
Is there a time for
kohl and lipstick
A time for cutting hair
Is there a time for high
street shopping
To find the right dress to wear
Here she comes
Heads turn around
Here she comes
To take her crown
Is there a time to walk for cover
A time for kiss and tell
Is there a time for
different colors
Different names you find
it hard to spell
Is there a time for
first communion
A time for east 17
[ Lyrics provided by www.mp3lyrics.org ]
Is there a time to turn the mecca
Is there a time to be
a beauty queen
Here she comes
Beauty plays the crown
Here she comes
Surreal in her crown
[ Pavarotti ]
Dici che il fiume
trova la via al mare
E come il fiume
giungerai a me
Oltre i confini
e le terre assetate
Dici che come fiume
come fiume
L'amore giunger
L'amore
E non so pi pregare
E nell'amore non so pi sperare
E quell'amore non so pi aspettare
[ English translation: ]
You say that the river
finds the way to the sea
And as the river
you'll come to me
Beyond the borders
and the thirsty lands
You say that as river
As river
Love will come
Love
And I cannot pray anymore
And I cannot hope in love anymore
And I cannot wait for love anymore
[ Bono ]
Is there a time for tying ribbons
A time for Christmas trees
Is there a time for laying tables
When the night is set to freeze
Artist: U2
Song: One
Album: Achtung Baby
Producer: Daniel Lanois, Brian Eno
Year: 1992
Label: Island
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFWPeVfWB9o
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/u/u2/one_20141388.html
Is it getting better
Or do you feel the same
Will it make it easier on you
Now you got someone to blame
You say
One love
One life
When its one need
In the night
Its one love
We get to share it
It leaves you baby
If you dont care for it
Did I disappoint you?
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth?
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without
Well its too late
Tonight
To drag tha past out
Into the light
Were one
But were not the same
We get to carry each other
Carry each other
One
Have you come here for forgiveness
Have you come tor raise the dead
Havew you come here to play jesus
To the lepers in your head
Did I ask too much
More than a lot
You gave me nothing
Now its all I got
Were one
But were not the same
We hurt each other
Then we do it again
You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I cant be holding on
To what you got
When all you got is hurt
One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But were not the same
We get to carry each other
Carry each other
One
One.
Artist: U2
Song: Peace On Earth
Album: All That You Can’t Leave Behind
Producer: Daniel Lanois, Brian Eno
Year: 2000
Label: Interscope Records
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nBwrX1MingU
Lyrics: http://www.allspirit.co.uk/peaceonearth.html
Heaven on Earth, we need it now
I'm sick of all of this hanging around
Sick of sorrow, sick of the pain
I'm sick of hearing again and again
That there's gonna be peace on Earth
Where I grew up there weren't many trees
Where there was we'd tear them down
And use them on our enemies
They say that what you mock
Will surely overtake you
And you become a monster
So the monster will not break you
And it's already gone too far
Who said that if you go in hard
You won't get hurt?
Jesus can you take the time
To throw a drowning man a line
Peace on Earth
Tell the ones who hear no sound
Whose sons are living in the ground
Peace on Earth
No whos or whys
No one cries like a mother cries
For peace on Earth
She never got to say goodbye
To see the color in his eyes
Now he's in the dirt
Peace on Earth
They're reading names out over the radio
All the folks the rest of us won't get to know
Sean and Julia, Gareth and Ann and Breda
Their lives are bigger than any big idea
Jesus can you take the time
To throw a drowning man a line
Peace on Earth
To tell the ones who hear no sound
Whose sons are living in the ground
Peace on Earth
Jesus sing a song you wrote
The words are sticking in my throat
Peace on Earth
Hear it every Christmas time
But hope and history won't rhyme
So what's it worth
This peace on Earth
Peace on Earth
Peace on Earth
Peace on Earth
Artist: U2
Song: Seconds
Album: War
Producer: Steve Lillywhite
Year: 1982
Label: Island Records
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ae1ZO1VhV1k
Lyrics: http://www.songmeanings.net/lyric.php?lid=36782
Takes a second to say goodbye
Say goodbye, oh, oh, oh
It takes a second to say goodbye
Say goodbye, oh, oh, oh, say bye bye
Where you going to now?
Lightning flashes across the sky
East to west, do or die
Like a thief in the night
See the world by candlelight
Fall, rise and
Fall, rise and
In an apartment on Time Square
You can assemble them anywhere
Held to ransom, hell to pay
A revolution everyday
USSR, GDR, London, New York, Peking
It's the puppets
It's the puppets who pull the strings
Fall, rise and
Fall, rise and
Say goodbye, say goodbye
Say goodbye, say goodbye
Say goodbye
It takes a second to say goodbye
Say goodbye, oh, oh, oh
Push the button and pull the plug
Say goodbye, oh, oh, oh
Fall, rise and
Fall, rise and
And they're doing the atomic bomb
Do they know where the dance comes from?
Yes, they're doing the atomic bomb
They want you to sing along
Say goodbye, say goodbye
Say goodbye, say goodbye
Artist: U2
Song: Sunday Bloody Sunday
Album: War
Producer: Steve Lillywhite
Year: 1982
Label: Island
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RBit83NpvN0
Lyrics: http://www.metrolyrics.com/sunday-bloody-sunday-lyrics-paramore.html
I can't believe the news today
Oh, I can't close my eyes and make it go away
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
Tonight, we can be as one tonight
Broken bottles under children's feet
And bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
How long, how long must we sing this song?
[Sunday Bloody Sunday lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]
How long, how long?
And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die, yeah
I wipe the tears from your eyes
I wipe your tears away
(Tonight, tonight)
I wipe your tears away
(Tonight, tonight)
I wipe your tears away
(Tonight, tonight)
I wipe your bloodshot eyes
(Tonight, tonight)
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
(The real battle just begun)
Sunday, bloody Sunday
(To claim the victory Jesus won on...)
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Artist: U2
Song: The Refugee
Album: War
Producer: Steve Lillywhite
Year: 1982
Label: Island Records
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.amazon.com/War-U2/dp/B000001F3C
Lyrics: http://www.macphisto.net/u2lyrics/The_Refugee.html
Oh, Oh
She's the refugee.
I see your face,
I see you staring back at me.
Oh, Oh
She's the refugee
Her mama say one day she's gonna
live in America.
In the morning,
She is waiting,
Waiting for the ship to sail,
Sail away.
Her papa go to war.
He gonna fight,
But he don't know what for.
Her papa go to war
Her mama say one day he's
gonna come back from far away.
Help me.
How can you help me?
In the evening,
She is waiting,
Waiting for her man to come.
And take her by her hand.
And take her to this promise land.
She's a pretty face,
But at the wrong time and at the wrong place.
She's a pretty face.
Her mama say one days she's gonna live in America.
Yeah, America.
She's a refugee.
She's coming amn, she's coming for company.
She's a refugee.
Her mama say one day she's gonna live in America.
Dancing with Tears in My Eyes
Artist: Ultravox
Song: Dancing with Tears in My Eyes
Album: Lament
Producer: Ultravox
Year: 1984
Label: Chrysalis Records
Genre: Alternative
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fOKMxMjc8Mk
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsdownload.com/ultravox-dancing-with-tears-in-my-eyes-lyrics.html
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Weeping for the memory of a life gone by
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Living out a memory of a love that died
It's five and I'm driving home again
It's hard to believe that it's my last time
The man on the wireless cries again
It's over, it's over
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Weeping for the memory of a life gone by
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Living out a memory of a love that died
It's late and I'm with my love alone
We drink to forget the coming storm
We love to the sound of our favourite song
Over and over
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Weeping for the memory of a life gone by
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Living out a memory of a love that died
It's time and we're in each other's arms
It's time but I don't think we really care
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Weeping for the memory of a life gone by
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Living out a memory of a love that died
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Weeping for the memory of a life gone by
Dancing with tears in my eyes
On the Road to Peace
The Day After Tomorrow
Artist: Tom Waits
Song: On the Road to Peace
Album: Orphans
Producer: Kathleen Brennan, Tom Waits
Year: 2006
Label: ANTI-
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Orphans-Deluxe-Limited-Bound-booklet/dp/B000ICLHIE/ref=pd_bxgy_m_img_a
Lyrics: http://www.oldielyrics.com/lyrics/tom_waits/road_to_peace.html
Young Abdel Mahdi (Shahmay) was only 18 years old,
He was the youngest of nine children, never spent a night away from home.
And his mother held his photograph, opening the New York Times
To see the killing has intensified along the road to peace
There was a tall, thin boy with a whispy moustache disguised as an orthodox Jew
On a crowded bus in Jerusalem, some had survived World War Two
And the thunderous explosion blew out windows 200 yards away
With more retribution and seventeen dead along the road to peace
Now at King George Ave and Jaffa Road passengers boarded bus 14a
In the aisle next to the driver Abdel Mahdi (Shahmay)
And the last thing that he said on earth is "God is great and God is good"
And he blew them all to kingdom come upon the road to peace
Now in response to this another kiss of death was visited upon
Yasser Taha, Israel says is an Hamas senior militant
And Israel sent four choppers in, flames engulfed, tears wide open
And it killed his wife and his three year old child leaving only blackened skeletons
It's found his toddlers bottle and a pair of small shoes and they waved them in front of the cameras
But Israel says they did not know that his wife and child were in the car
There are roadblocks everywhere and only suffering on TV
Neither side will ever give up their smallest right along the road to peace
Israel launched it's latest campaign against Hamas on Tuesday
Two days later Hamas shot back and killed five Israeli soldiers
So thousands dead and wounded on both sides most of them middle eastern civilians
They fill the children full of hate to fight an old man's war and die upon the road to peace
"And this is our land we will fight with all our force" say the Palastinians and the Jews
Each side will cut off the hand of anyone who tries to stop the resistance
If the right eye offends thee then you must pluck it out
And Mahmoud Abbas said Sharon had been lost out along the road to peace
Once Kissinger said "we have no friends, America only has interests"
Now our president wants to be seen as a hero and he's hungry for re-election
But Bush is reluctant to risk his future in the fear of his political failures
So he plays chess at his desk and poses for the press 10,000 miles from the road to peace
In the video that they found at the home of Abdel Mahdi (Shahmay)
He held a Kalashnikov rifle and he spoke with a voice like a boy
He was an excellent student, he studied so hard, it was as if he had a future
He told his mother that he had a test that day out along the road to peace
The fundamentalist killing on both sides is standing in the path of peace
But tell me why are we arming the Israeli army with guns and tanks and bullets?
And if God is great and God is good why can't he change the hearts of men?
Well maybe God himself is lost and needs help
Maybe God himself he needs all of our help
Maybe God himself is lost and needs help
He's out upon the road to peace
Well maybe God himself is lost and needs help
Maybe God himself he needs all of our help
And he's lost upon the road to peace
And he's lost upon the road to peace
Out upon the road to peace.
Artist: Tom Waits
Song: The Day After Tomorrow
Album: Real Gone
Producer: Kathleen Brennan, Tom Waits
Year: 2004
Label: ANTI-
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=odLFic4rNp4
Lyrics:
http://www.oldielyrics.com/lyrics/tom_waits/day_after_tomorrow.html
I got your letter today
And I miss you all so much, here
I can't wait to see you all
And I'm counting the days, dear
I still believe that there's gold
At the end of the world
And I'll come home
To Illinois
On the day after tomorrow
It is so hard
And it's cold here
And I'm tired of taking orders
And I miss old Rockford town
Up by the Wisconsin border
But I miss you won't believe
Shoveling snow and raking leaves
And my plane will touch tomorrow
On the day after tomorrow
I close my eyes
Every night
And I dream that I can hold you
They fill us full of lies
Everyone buys
About what it means to be a soldier
I still don't know how I'm supposed to feel
About all the blood that's been spilled
Look out on the street
Get me back home
On the day after tomorrow
You can't deny
The other side
Don't want to die
Any more than we do
What I'm trying to say,
Is don't they pray
To the same God that we do?
Tell me, how does God choose?
Whose prayers does he refuse?
Who turns the wheel?
And who throws the dice
On the day after tomorrow?
Mmmmmmm...
I'm not fighting
For justice
I am not fighting
For freedom
I am fighting
For my life
And another day
In the world here
I just do what I've been told
You're just the gravel on the road
And the one's that are lucky
One's come home
On the day after tomorrow
And the summer
It too will fade
And with it comes the winter's frost, dear
And I know we too are made
Of all the things that we have lost here
I'll be twenty-one today
I've been saving all my pay
And my plane will touch down
On the day after tomorrow
And my plane it will touch down
On the day after tomorrow
Bend Down Low
Bus Dem Shut
I’m Still Waiting
Mellow Mood
Simmer Down
Artist: The Wailers
Song: Bus Dem Shut
Album: Songs of Freedom
Producer: Bob Marley
Year: 1992
Label: Island Records
Genre: Reggae
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Bend-Down-Low/dp/B000WOV2K6
Lyrics: http://www.hotlyrics.net/lyrics/B/Bob_Marley__amp__The_Wailers/Bus_Dem_Shut_(pyaka).html
Life is for man to live
(Let man live life! Ba, ba, ba-ba, ba-ah!)
Bread is for man to eat
(Let man eat bread! Ba, ba, ba-ba, ba-ah!)
Bread and pyaka
Cut down pyaka-yism!
Bread and pyaka
Cut down pyaka-yism!
Everyt'ing ya run dung 'pon
Everyt'ing ya run dung 'pon
Everyt'ing ya run dung 'pon
Everyt'ing ya run dung 'pon
Come, we go reason now
Come-a, come-a come-a,
We go reason now (we deh go reason now)
Come-a, come-a come-a,
We go reason now (we deh go reason now)
Come-a, come-a come-a,
We go reason now (we deh go reason now)
Where do you stand for happiness (wa-la, wa-la!)
When you no say you no want it,
While some o' dem (some o' dem, some o' dem) out deh, eh!
I bus dem shut right now
Fi get it
Bread and pyaka
Cut down pyaka-yism!
Bread and pyaka
Cut down pyaka-yism!
Woman feel the pain
Man suffer, Lord
Woman feel the pain
Man suffer, Lord
Come-a, come-a, come-a, we go reason now
Come-a, come-a, come-a, we go reason now
Come-a, come-a, come-a, we go reason now
Come-a, come-a, come-a, we go reason now
Come-a, come, come-a, we go reason now
Come-a, come-a, come-a, we go reason now
Peeyah, peeyah, pyaka, come!
Peeyah, peeyah, pyaka, come!
Peeyah, peeyah, pyaka, come!
A-come-a, come-a, come-a, we go reason now
A-come-a, come-a, come-a, we go reason now
A-come-a, come-a, come-a, we go reason now
Oh, come-a, come, come-a, we go reason now
Bread and pyaka
Sister pyaka
Bread and pyaka
Sister pyaka
Cut down pyaka-yism!
Cut down pyaka-yism!
Cut down pyaka-ysim!
Artist: The Wailers
Song: Bend Down Low
Album: Songs of Freedom
Producer: Bob Marley
Year: 1992
Label: Island Records
Genre: Reggae
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Bend-Down-Low/dp/B000WOV2K6
Bend down low, let me tell you what I know now;
Bend down low, let me tell you what I know.
Oh! Fisherman row to reap what you sow now;
Oh, tell you all I know (Oo-oh!),
you've got to let me go now (Oo-oh!),
And all you've got to do:
(Bend down low) Oh yeah! Let me tell you what I know;
Bend down low, let me tell you what I know. Oh yeah!
You keep on knockin', but you can't come in.
I get to understand you been livin' in sin,
But if you love me, woman, walk right in.
I've got a notch for your safety-pin,
But bend down low.
---
/Instrumental break/
---
Keep on knockin', but you can't come in.
I get to understand you been livin' in sin,
But walk right in, woman, sit right down.
I will keep on lovin' you; I play the clown.
But bend down low, baby, let me tell you what I know;
Bend down low, let me tell you what I know, yeah!
Let me tell you, baby! Let me tell ya -
Knock on, babe! Just won't let ya in!
You been livin' in sin. Knock on! /fadeout/
Artist: The Wailers
Song: I’m Still Waiting
Album: Single
Producer: n/a
Year: 1965
Label: Studio One
Genre: Reggae
URL: http://mixtapemessiahjr.imeem.com/music/_mBVauGq/bob_marley_and_the_wailers_im_still_waiting/
Lyrics: http://www.lyrics007.com/Bob%20Marley%20and%20%20Wailers%20Lyrics/Waiting%20in%20Vain%20Lyrics.html
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love
From the very first time I blessed my eyes on you, girl
My heart says, "Follow through."
But I know now that I'm way down on your line
But the waiting feel is fine
So don't treat me like a puppet on a string
'Cause I know how to do my thing
Don't talk to me as if you think I'm dumb
I wanna know when you're gonna come
See, I don't wanna wait in vain for your love
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love
'Cause it's summer is here
I'm still waiting there
Winter is here and I'm still waiting there
Like I said,
It's been three years since I'm knocking on your door
And I still can knock some more
Ooh, girl, ooh, girl
Is it feasible, I wanna know now
For I to knock some more?
Ya see, in life I know there's lots of grief
But your love is my relief
Tears in my eyes burn
Tears in my eyes burn while I'm waiting
While I'm waiting for my turn.
See, I don't wanna wait in vain for your love
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love
Oh, I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna, I don't wanna
No, I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna wait in vain.
It's your love that I'm waiting on
It's my love that you're running from.
(Repeat)
Artist: The Wailers
Song: Mellow Mood
Album: Mellow Mood
Producer: Bob Marley
Year: 1996
Label: ITC Masters
Genre: Reggae
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=sJzd1fhhteI
I'll play your fav'rite song, darlin'.
We can rock it all night long, darlin'.
'Cause I've got love, darlin',
Love, sweet love, darlin'.
Mellow mood has got me,
So let the music rock me.
'Cause I've got love, darlin'.
Love, sweet love, darlin'.
Quiet as the night,
Please turn off your light.
I'll play your fav'rite song, darlin'.
We can rock it all night long, darlin'.
Strike the hammer while iron is hot.
Strike the hammer while iron is hot.
Strike the hammer while iron is hot.
Open up your heart.
Open up your heart.
Let love come running in, darlin',
Love, sweet love, darlin'.
Love, sweet love, darlin'.
Strike the hammer while iron is hot.
Strike the hammer while iron is hot.
Strike the hammer while iron is hot.
Open up your heart.
Open up your heart.
Let love come running in, darlin',
Love, sweet love, darlin'.
Love, sweet love, darlin'.
Mellow mood has got me, darlin'.
Let the music rock me, darlin'.
'Cause I got your love, darlin'.
Love, sweet love, darlin'.
Love, sweet love, darlin'.
(Repeat)
Artist: The Wailers
Song: Simmer Down
Album: Single
Producer: Clement "Coxsone" Dodd
Year: 1963
Label: Rounder Records
Genre: Reggae
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=qHYe_ULBLHk
Simmer down, you lickin' too hot, so
Simmer down, soon you'll get dropped, so
Simmer down, can you hear what I say
Simmer down, that why won't you, why won't you, why won't you simmer down
Simmer down.
Long time people dem used to say
What sweet nanny goat a go run him belly, so
Simmer down, oh control your temper
Simmer down, for the battle will be hotter
Simmer down, can you hear what I say
Simmer down, oh that I'm a leaving you today
Simmer down.
Simmer down, oh you hear what I say
Simmer down, a that I'm leaving you today
Simmer down, can you hear what I say
Simmer down.
Chicken Mary, hawk de near and when him de near, you must beware, so
Simmer down, oh control your temper
Simmer down, for the battle will be hotter
Simmer down, and you won't get no supper
Simmer down, and you know you bound to suffer
Simmer down, simmer, simmer, simmer right down
Simmer down, like you never did before
Simmer down, oh, oh, oh
Simmer down, can you hear what I say
Simmer down, you lickin' too hot so
Simmer down, and you know soon you'll get dropped, so
Simmer down, why won't you simmer, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer, simmer down
Simmer down, oh simmer, simmer down
Simmer down, like you never did before...
Murder 101
Artist: The Wallflowers
Song: Murder 101
Album: Breach
Producer: Andrew Slater, Michael Penn
Year: 2000
Label: Interscope Records
Genre: Pop
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Breach-Wallflowers/dp/B00004YACO
Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/wallflowers/murder101.html
Never thought that I knew too much
I always thought I knew enough
I didn't want to learn this stuff
I didn't ever want to be that tough
But love was just implied
And everything else died
This class has now begun
In Murder 101
You can learn it in the first degree
You could even make yourself believe
That you'll never even think of me
When you're packing up your things to leave
Now my intuition failed
I can't graduate unskilled
They don't excuse the young
This is Murder 101
Find yourself another heart that needs a rest
Tie a hook onto a single thread
Drop it down beneath the chest
There's the first part of this test
They'll grade you on a curve
They're including everyone
No matter what you've heard
You know this class has now begun
Drop out before they come
To Murder one by one
Just look what we've done
In Murder 101
Just look what we've done
In Murder 101
Just look what we've done
This is Murder 101
Just look what we've done
To Murder one by one
Amused to Death
Leaving Beirut
To Kill the Child
Artist: Roger Waters
Song: Amused to Death
Album: Watching TV
Producer: Roger Waters, Nick Griffiths, Patrick Leonard
Year: 1992
Label: Columbia
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bpz102bDzH4
Lyrics: http://www.songfacts.com/detail.php?id=4282
We were watching TV
In Tiananmen Square
Lost my baby there
My yellow rose
In her bloodstained clothes
She was a short order pastry chef
In a Dim Sum dive on the Yangtze tideway
She had a shiny hair
She was a daughter of an engineer
Won't you shed a tear
For my yellow rose
My yellow rose
In her bloodstained clothes
She had a perfect breasts
She had high hopes
She had almond eyes
She had yellow thighs
She was a student of philosophy
Won't you grieve with me
For my yellow rose
Shed a tear
For her bloodstained clothes
She had shiny hair
She had perfect breasts
She had almond eyes
She had yellow thighs
She was a daughter af an engineer
So get out your pistols
Get out your stones
Get out your knives
Cut them to the bone
They are the lackeys of the grocer's machine
They built the dark satanic mills
That manufacture hell on earth
They bought the front row seats on Calvary
They are irrelevant to me
And I grieve for my sister
People of China
Do not forget do not forget
The children who died for you
Long live the Republic
Did we do anything after this
I've feeling we did
We were watching TV
Watching TV
We were watching TV
Watching TV
She wore a white bandanna that said
Freedom now
She thought the Great Wall of China
Would come tumbling down
She was a student
Her father was an engineer
Won't you shed a tear
For my yellow rose
My yellow rose
In her bloodstained clothes
Her grandpa fought old Chiang Kai-shek
That no-good low-down dirty rat
Who used to order his troops
To fire on women and children
Imagine that imagine that
And in the spring of'48
Mao Tse-tung got quite irate
And he kicked that old dictator Chiang
Out of the state of China
Chiang Kai-shek came down in Formosa
And they armed the island of Quemoy
And the shells were flying across the China Sea
And they turned Formosa into a shoe factory
Called Taiwan
And she is different from Cro-Magnon man
She's different from Anne Boleyn
She is different from the Rosenbergs
And from the unknown Jew
She is different from the unknown Nicaraguan
Half superstar half victim
She's a victor star conceptually new
And she is different from the Dodo
And from the Kankabono
She is different from the Aztec
And from the Cherokee
She's everybody's sister
She's a symbolic of our failure
She's the one in fifty million
Who can help us to be free
Because she died on TV
And I grieve for my sister
Artist: Roger Waters
Song: Leaving Beirut
Album: Single
Producer: Roger Waters and Nick Griffiths
Year: 2004
Label: Sony
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nwDzATryei8
Lyrics:
http://www.oldielyrics.com/lyrics/roger_waters/leaving_beirut.html
So we left Beirut Willa and I
He headed East to Baghdad and the rest of it
I set out North
I walked the five or six miles to the last of the street lamps
And hunkered in the curb side dusk
Holding out my thumb
In no great hope at the ramshackle procession of home bound traffic
Success!
An ancient Mercedes 'dolmus '
The ubiquitous, Arab, shared taxi drew up
I turned out my pockets and shrugged at the driver
" J'ai pas de l'argent "
" Venez! " A soft voice from the back seat
The driver lent wearily across and pushed open the back door
I stooped to look inside at the two men there
One besuited, bespectacled, moustached, irritated, distant, late
The other, the one who had spoken,
Frail, fifty five-ish, bald, sallow, in a short sleeved pale blue cotton shirt
With one biro in the breast pocket
A clerk maybe, slightly sunken in the seat
"Venez!" He said again, and smiled
"Mais j'ai pas de l'argent"
"Oui, Oui, d'accord, Venez!"
Are these the people that we should bomb
Are we so sure they mean us harm
Is this our pleasure, punishment or crime
Is this a mountain that we really want to climb
The road is hard, hard and long
Put down that two by four
This man would never turn you from his door
Oh George! Oh George!
That Texas education must have fucked you up when you were very small
He beckoned with a small arthritic motion of his hand
Fingers together like a child waving goodbye
The driver put my old Hofner guitar in the boot with my rucksack
And off we went
" Vous etes Francais, monsieur? "
" Non, Anglais "
" Ah! Anglais "
" Est-ce que vous parlais Anglais, Monsieur? "
"Non, je regrette"
And so on
In small talk between strangers, his French alien but correct
Mine halting but eager to please
A lift, after all, is a lift
Late moustache left us brusquely
And some miles later the dolmus slowed at a crossroads lit by a single lightbulb
Swung through a U-turn and stopped in a cloud of dust
I opened the door and got out
But my benefactor made no move to follow
The driver dumped my guitar and rucksack at my feet
And waving away my thanks returned to the boot
Only to reappear with a pair of alloy crutches
Which he leaned against the rear wing of the Mercedes.
He reached into the car and lifted my companion out
Only one leg, the second trouser leg neatly pinned beneath a vacant hip
" Monsieur, si vous voulez, ca sera un honneur pour nous
Si vous venez avec moi a la maison pour manger avec ma femme "
When I was 17 my mother, bless her heart, fulfilled my summer dream
She handed me the keys to the car
We motored down to Paris, fuelled with Dexedrine and booze
Got bust in Antibes by the cops
And fleeced in Naples by the wops
But everyone was kind to us, we were the English dudes
Our dads had helped them win the war
When we all knew what we were fighting for
But now an Englishman abroad is just a US stooge
The bulldog is a poodle snapping round the scoundrel's last refuge
"Ma femme", thank God! Monopod but not queer
The taxi drove off leaving us in the dim light of the swinging bulb
No building in sight
What the hell
"Merci monsieur"
"Bon, Venez!"
His faced creased in pleasure, he set off in front of me
Swinging his leg between the crutches with agonising care
Up the dusty side road into the darkness
After half an hour we'd gone maybe half a mile
When on the right I made out the low profile of a building
He called out in Arabic to announce our arrival
And after some scuffling inside a lamp was lit
And the changing angle of light in the wide crack under the door
Signalled the approach of someone within
The door creaked open and there, holding a biblical looking oil lamp
Stood a squat, moustached woman, stooped smiling up at us
She stood aside to let us in and as she turned
I saw the reason for her stoop
She carried on her back a shocking hump
I nodded and smiled back at her in greeting, fighting for control
The gentleness between the one-legged man and his monstrous wife
Almost too much for me
Is gentleness too much for us
Should gentleness be filed along with empathy
We feel for someone else's child
Every time a smart bomb does its sums and gets it wrong
Someone else's child dies and equities in defence rise
America, America, please hear us when we call
You got hip-hop, be-bop, hustle and bustle
You got Atticus Finch
You got Jane Russell
You got freedom of speech
You got great beaches, wildernesses and malls
Don't let the might, the Christian right, fuck it all up
For you and the rest of the world
They talked excitedly
She went to take his crutches in routine of care
He chiding, gestured
We have a guest
She embarrassed by her faux pas
Took my things and laid them gently in the corner
"Du the?"
We sat on meagre cushions in one corner of the single room
The floor was earth packed hard and by one wall a raised platform
Some six foot by four covered by a simple sheet, the bed
The hunchback busied herself with small copper pots over an open hearth
And brought us tea, hot and sweet
And so to dinner
Flat, unleavened bread, + thin
Cooked in an iron skillet over the open hearth
Then folded and dipped into the soft insides of female sea urchins
My hostess did not eat, I ate her dinner
She would hear of nothing else, I was their guest
And then she retired behind a curtain
And left the men to sit drinking thimbles full of Arak
Carefully poured from a small bottle with a faded label
Soon she reappeared, radiant
Carrying in her arms their pride and joy, their child.
I'd never seen a squint like that
So severe that as one eye looked out the other disappeared behind its nose
Not in my name, Tony, you great war leader you
Terror is still terror, whosoever gets to frame the rules
History's not written by the vanquished or the damned
Now we are Genghis Khan, Lucretia Borghia, Son of Sam
In 1961 they took this child into their home
I wonder what became of them
In the cauldron that was Lebanon
If I could find them now, could I make amends?
How does the story end?
And so to bed, me that is, not them
Of course they slept on the floor behind a curtain
Whilst I lay awake all night on their earthen bed
Then came the dawn and then their quiet stirrings
Careful not to wake the guest
I yawned in great pretence
And took the proffered bowl of water heated up and washed
And sipped my coffee in its tiny cup
And then with much "merci-ing" and bowing and shaking of hands
We left the woman to her chores
And we men made our way back to the crossroads
The painful slowness of our progress accentuated by the brilliant morning light
The dolmus duly reappeared
My host gave me one crutch and leaning on the other
Shook my hand and smiled
"Merci, monsieur," I said
" De rien "
" And merci a votre femme, elle est tres gentille "
Giving up his other crutch
He allowed himself to be folded into the back seat again
"Bon voyage, monsieur," he said
And half bowed as the taxi headed south towards the city
I turned North, my guitar over my shoulder
And the first hot gust of wind
Quickly dried the salt tears from my young cheeks.
Artist: Roger Waters
Song: To Kill The Child
Album: Single
Producer: Roger Waters and Nick Griffiths
Year: 2004
Label: Sony
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.rhapsody.com/rogerwaters/tokillthechildleavingbeirut
Lyrics:
http://www.oldielyrics.com/lyrics/roger_waters/to_kill_the_child.html
The child lay
In the starlit night
Safe in the glow of his Donald Duck light
How strange to choose to take a life
How strange to choose to kill a child
Hoover, Blaupunkt, Nissan Jeep
Nike, Addidas, Lacoste and cheaper brands
Cadillac, Amtrak, gasoline, diesel
Our standard of living, could this be a reason
That we would choose to kill the child
That we would choose to kill the child
Allah, Jehovah, Buddah, Christ
Confucius and Kali and reds, beans and rice
Goujons of sole, ris de veau, ham hocks
Lox bagels and bones and commandments in stone
The Bible, Koran, Shinto, Islam
Prosciutto, risotto, falafel and ham
Is it dogma, doughnuts, ridicule faith
Fear of the dark, or shame or disgrace
That we would choose to kill the child
That we would choose to kill the child
It's cold in the desert
And the space is too big
The rope is too short
And the walls are too thick
I will show you no weakness
I will mock you in song
Berate and deride you
Belittle and chide you
Beat you with sticks
And bulldoze your home
You can watch my triumphant procession to Rome
Best seat in the house
Up there on the cross
Is it anger or envy, profit or loss
That we would choose to kill the child
That we would choose to kill the child
Take this child and hold him closely
Keep him safe from the holy reign of terror
Take this child hold him closely
Take this child to the moral high ground
Where he can look down on the bigots and bully boys
Slugging it out in the yard
I’ve Known No War
Artist: The Who
Song: I’ve Known No War
Album: It’s Hard
Producer: Glyn Johns
Year: 1982
Label: Polydor Records/Warner Bros.
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Its-Hard-Who/dp/B000002P6S
Lyrics: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/w/who/ive+known+no+war_20146498.html
Ive known no war
Ive known no war
Ive known no war
And if I ever do I wont know for sure
And if I ever do I wont know for sure
Wholl be fighting whom
Wholl be fighting whom
For the soldiers lonely tomb
For the soldiers lonely tomb
Now opens as soon as the referees gun starts to roar
Now opens as soon as the referees gun starts to roar
Ill know no war
Ill know no war
War - Ive known no war
War - Ive known no war
Ill never know war
Ill never know war
And if I ever know it
And if I ever know it
The glimpse will be short
The glimpse will be short
Fireball in the sky
Fireball in the sky
No front line battle cries
No front line battle cries
Can be heard as the button is pushed by a soul thats been bought
Can be heard as the button is pushed by a soul thats been bought
And the armies remaining will judge without people or courts
And the armies remaining will judge without people or courts
And theres no point pretending that knowing will help us abort
And theres no point pretending that knowing will help us abort
Ill know no war
Ill know no war
War on War
Artist: Wilco
Song: War on War
Album: Yankee Hotel Foxtrot
Producer: Wilco
Year: 2002
Label: Nonesuch Records/WEA Records
Genre: Alternative
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q1KdhkYPPLA
Lyrics: http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/wilco/war-on-war-2141.html
It's a war on war
It's a war on war
It's a war on war
It's a war on war
It's a war on war
It's a war on war
It's a war on war
There's a war on
You're gonna lose
You have to lose
You have to learn how to die
Just watching the miles flying by
Just watching the miles flying by
You are not my typewriter
But you could be my demon
moving forward through the flaming doors
You have to lose
You have to learn how to die
if you want to want to be alive, okay?
You have to lose
You have to lose
You have to learn how to die
if you want to want to be alive
You have to die
You have to die
You have to learn how to die
if you want to want to be alive, okay?
Christmas at Ground Zero
Artist: Weird Al Yankovic
Song: Christmas at Ground Zero
Album: Polka Party
Producer: Weird Al Yankovic
Year: 1986
Label: Rock’n’Roll/ Scotti Brothers
Genre: Alternative
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EGdrMOttV_s&feature=related
It's Christmas at ground zero
There's music in the air
The sleigh bells are ringing and the carolers are singing
While the air raid sirens blare
It's Christmas at ground zero
The button has been pressed
The radio just let us know
That this is not a test
Everywhere the atom bombs are dropping
It's the end of all humanity
No more time for last-minute shopping
It's time to face your final destiny
It's Christmas at ground zero
There's panic in the crowd
We can dodge debris while we trim the tree
Underneath the mushroom cloud
You might hear some reindeer on your rooftop
Or Jack Frost on your windowsill
But if someone's climbing down your chimney
You better load your gun and shoot to kill
It's Christmas at ground zero
And if the radiation level's okay
I'll go out with you and see all the new
Mutations on New Year's Day
It's Christmas at ground zero
Just seconds left to go
I'll duck and cover with my Yuletide lover
Underneath the mistletoe
It's Christmas at ground zero
Now the missiles are on their way
What a crazy fluke, we're gonna get nuked
On this jolly holiday
What a crazy fluke, we're gonna get nuked
On this jolly holiday!
Believe
Artist: Yellowcard
Song: Believe
Album: Ocean Avenue
Producer: n/a
Year: 2003
Label: Capitol
Genre: Punk
URL: www.youtube.com/watch?v=7A3cXMyE8sw
Lyrics: http://www.lyrics007.com/Yellowcard%20Lyrics/Believe%20Lyrics.html
Think about the love inside the strength of heart
Think about the heroes saving life in the dark
Climbing higher through the fire, time was running out
Never knowing you weren't going to be coming down alive
But you still came back for me
You were strong and you believed
Everything is gonna be alright
Everything is gonna be alright
Everything is gonna be alright
Be strong. Believe.
Be strong. Believe.
Think about the chance I never had to say
Thank you for giving up your life that day
Never fearing, only hearing voices calling out
Let it all go, the life that you know, just to bring it down alive
And you still came back for me
You were strong and you believed
Everything is gonna be alright
Everything is gonna be alright
Everything is gonna be alright
Be strong. Believe.
(Again today, we take into our hearts and minds those who perished on this site one year ago, and also those who came to toil in the rubble to bring order out of chaos, to help us make sense of our despair)
Wanna hold my wife when I get home
Wanna tell the kids they'll never know how much I love to see them smile
Wanna make a change or two right now
Wanna live a life like you somehow
Wanna make your sacrifice worthwhile
Everything is gonna be alright
Everything is gonna be alright
Everything is gonna be alright
Be strong. Believe.
Everything is gonna be alright
Everything is gonna be alright
Everything is gonna be alright
Be strong. Believe.
Think about the love inside the strength of heart
Think about the heroes saving life in the dark
Think about the chance I never had to say
Thank you for giving up your life that day
(The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here)
Shoot High, Aim Low
Artist: Yes
Song: Shoot High, Aim Low
Album: Big Generator
Producer: Yes, Trevor Horn, Trevor Rabin, Paul DeVilliers
Year: 1987
Label: Atco Records
Genre: Rock
URL: n/a
Lyrics: http://lyrics.rare-lyrics.com/Y/Yes/Shoot-High-Aim-Low.html
We hit the blue fields
In the blue sedan we didn't get much further
Just as the sun was rising in the mist
We were all alone we didn't need much more
So fast this expidition
So vast this heavy load
With a touch of luck and a sense of need
Seeing the guns and their faces
We look around the open shore
Waiting for something
Shoot high break low
Aim high shoot low
Break high let go
Shoot high aim low
This was to be our last ride
With the steel guitar and the love you give me
Underneath the skin a feeling, a breakdown
Well we sat for hours on the crimson sand
Exchanges in the currency of humans bought and sold
And the leaders seem to lose control
Shall we lose ourselves for a reason
Shall we burn ourselves for the answer
Have we found the place that we're looking for
Someone shouted "open the door"
Lookout
Shoot high break low
Aim high shoot low
Feeling of imagination
Break high let go
Shoot high aim low
Shoot high aim low
Nothing you can say
Shoot high let go
Takes me by surprise
Shoot high aim low
Who says's there's got to be a reason
Shoot high let go
Who says there's got to be an answer
We were all alone, we didn't need much more
Shoot high aim low
The sun's so hard on this endless highway
Shoot high let go
Shoot high aim low
I've heard the singers, who sing of love
Shoot high let go
In the blue sedan we never got much further
Shoot high aim low
Let’s Roll
Cortez the Killer
Artist: Neil Young
Song: Let’s Roll
Album: Are You Passionate?
Producer: Neil Young, Booker T. Jones, Duck Dunn, Poncho Sampedro
Year: 2002
Label: Reprise/Wea
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.amazon.com/Are-You-Passionate-Neil-Young/dp/B00005Y4A2
Lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/neilyoung/letsroll.html
I know I said I love you,
I know you know it's true,
I've got to put the phone down,
and do what we got to do.
One's standing in the iselway,
Two more at the door,
We've got to get inside there,
Before they kill somemore.
Time is runnin' out,
Let's roll.
Time is runnin' out,
Let's roll.
No time for indecision,
We've got to make a move,
I hope that were foregiven,
For what we got to
How this all got started,
I'll never understand,
I hope someone can fly this thing,
And get us back to land.
Time is runnin' out,
Let's roll.
Time is runnin' out,
Let's roll.
No one has the answer,
But one thing is true,
You've got to turn on evil,
When it's coming after you,
You've gota face it down,
And when it tries to hide,
You've gota go in after it,
And never be denied,
Time is runnin' out,
Let's roll.
Let's roll for freedome,
Let's roll for love,
We're going after satan,
On the wings of a dove,
Let's roll for justice,
Let's roll for truth,
Let's not let our children,
Grow up fearfull in there youth.
Time is runnin' out,
Let's roll.
Time is runnin' out,
Let's roll.
Time is runnin' out,
Let's roll.
Artist: Neil Young
Song: Cortez the Killer
Album: Zuma
Producer: Neil Young, David Briggs, Tim Mulligan
Year: 1975
Label: Reprise
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x-wHzlfLKbM
Lyrics:
He came dancing across the water
With his galleons and guns
Looking for the new world
In that palace in the sun.
On the shore lay Montezuma
With his coca leaves and pearls
In his halls he often wondered
With the secrets of the worlds.
And his subjects
gathered 'round him
Like the leaves around a tree
In their clothes of many colors
For the angry gods to see.
And the women all were beautiful
And the men stood
straight and strong
They offered life in sacrifice
So that others could go on.
Hate was just a legend
And war was never known
The people worked together
And they lifted many stones.
They carried them
to the flatlands
And they died along the way
But they built up
with their bare hands
What we still can't do today.
And I know she's living there
And she loves me to this day
I still can't remember when
Or how I lost my way.
He came dancing across the water
Cortez, Cortez
What a killer.
When the Levee Breaks
Artist: Led Zeppelin
Song: When the Levee Breaks
Album: Led Zeppelin IV
Producer: Jimmy Page, Peter Grant
Year: 1971
Label: Atlantic
Genre: Rock
URL:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FTV8xBoAWK0&feature=related
Lyrics:
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/l/led+zeppelin/when+the+levee+breaks_20082208.html
If it keeps on rainin, levees goin to break,
If it keeps on rainin, levees goin to break,
When the levee breaks Ill have no place to stay.
Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan,
Lord, mean old levee taught me to weep and moan,
Got what it takes to make a mountain man leave his home,
Oh, well, oh, well, oh, well.
Dont it make you feel bad
When youre tryin to find your way home,
You dont know which way to go?
If youre goin down south
They go no work to do,
If you dont know about chicago.
Cryin wont help you, prayin wont do you no good,
Now, cryin wont help you, prayin wont do you no good,
When the levee breaks, mama, you got to move.
All last night sat on the levee and moaned,
All last night sat on the levee and moaned,
Thinkin bout me baby and my happy home.
Going, gon to chicago,
Gon to chicago,
Sorry but I cant take you.
Going down, going down now, going down.
Rubber Bullets
Artist: 10cc
Song: Rubber Bullets
Album: 10cc
Producer: 10cc
Year: 1973
Label: UK
Genre: Rock
URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dM7j9LkpYGw
Lyrics: http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/10cc/Rubber-Bullets.html
I went to a party at the local county jail
All the cons were dancing and the band began to wail
But the guys were indiscreet
They were brawling in the street
At the local dance at the local county jail
Well the band were playing
And the booze began to flow
But the sound came over on the police car radio
Down at Precinct 49
Having a tear-gas of a time
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county jail
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
I love to hear those convicts squeal
It's a shame these slugs ain't real
But we can't have dancin' at the local county jail
Sergeant Baker and his men made a bee-line for the jail
And for miles around
You could hear the sirens wail
There's a rumor goin' round death row
That a fuse is gonna blow
At the local hop at the local county jail
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Sergeant Baker started talkin'
With a bullhorn in his hand
He was cool, he was clear
He was always in command
He said "Blood will flow;
Here Padre
Padre you talk to your boys..."
"Trust in me -
God will come to set you free"
Well we don't understand
Why you called in the National Guard
When Uncle Sam is the one
Who belongs in the exercise yard
We all got balls and brains
But some's got balls and chains
At the local dance at the local county jail
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Is it really such a crime
For a guy to spend his time
At the local dance at the local county jail
At the local dance at the local county jail
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do