NationStates Jolt Archive

Edit: If you post multiple songs, I'm taking the first one for the list. I will not add multiples.

I don't think we've done this one before. I'll let people nominate songs and we can eliminate from the first 30 nominated.

I'll open up by nominating Closed Groove by Stiff Little Fingers.

List of the first 30 (if we get more, I'll open it up to 50):

- Closed Groove by Stiff Little Fingers
- National Brotherhood Week by Tom Lehrer
- Destroy 2000 Years of Culture by Atari Teenage Riot
- God Save the Queen by The Sex Pistols
- Eve of Destruction by Barry Mcguire
- Politically Correct by SR71
- Volunteers of America Jefferson Airplane
- Go Home and Die by Misterwolf
- The Fish Cheer / I Feel Like I'm Fixin' to Die Rag by Country Joe and the Fish
- Fortunate Son by Creedence Clearwater Revival
- Alice's Resturaunt by Woody Guthrie (Arlo?)
- Political Science by Randy Newman
- Positive Balance by Immortal Technique
- Holiday in Cambodia by The Dead Kennedys
- Imagine by John Lennon
- The Internationale by Eugene Pottier
- Bullshit Politicians by Propaghandi
- Electioneering by Radiohead
- Which Side Are You On by Pete Seger (actually a Wobblie song, but w/e)
- Hail the New Dawn by Skrewdriver
- Wake Up by RATM
- Testify by RATM
- This Land Woodie Guthrie
- Sheep by Pink Floyd
- Sunday Bloody Sunday by U2

National Brotherhood Week by Tom Lehrer

'It Feels like the First Time' by Foreigner.

Shut up, of course it's political.

'Destroy 2000 years of culture' by Atari Teenage Riot

Also, I guess 'my back pages' by Dylan should be mentioned too, because people tend to change their political stance at least once in their lives

'It Feels like the First Time' by Foreigner.

Shut up, of course it's political.

Nothing political about it. There are other threads where you can discuss it, though.

"God Save The Queen" (a.k.a. No Future) by the Sex Pistols.

Timeless. Absolutely timeless. And Steve's guitarwork is still excellent.

eve of destruction by barry mcguire

http://artists.letssingit.com/barry-mcguire-eve-of-destruction-s1m88lj

The eastern world, it is exploding
Violence flarin’, bullets loadin’
You’re old enough to kill, but not for votin’
You don’t believe in war, but what’s that gun you’re totin’
And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin’

But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.




waist deep in the big muddy by pete seeger

http://www.tvacres.com/music_songs_muddy.htm

http://mp3download.myspace.com/music.ashx?bandid=115893538&songid=28156330&name=115893538_deaa2a53

http://mp3download.myspace.com/music.ashx?bandid=115893538&songid=28156330&name=115893538_deaa2a53

Title and Artist Name?

Here's a pro-American song by Aaron Tippin.

Well if you ask me where I come from
Here's what I tell everyone
I was born by God's dear grace
In an extraordinary place
Where the stars and stripes and the eagle fly

It's a big 'ol land with countless dreams
Happiness ain't out of reach
Hard work pays off the way it should
Yeah, I've seen enough to know that we've got it good
Where the stars and stripes and the eagle fly

There's a lady that stands in a harbor
For what we believe
And there's a bell that still echoes
The price that it cost to be free

I pledge allegiance to this flag
And if that bothers you, well that's too bad
But if you got pride and you're proud you do
Hey, we could use some more like me and you
Where the stars and stripes and the eagle fly

Yes there's a lady that stands in a harbor
For what we believe
And there's a bell that still echoes
The price that it cost to be free

No, it ain't the only place on earth
But it's the only place that I prefer
To love my wife and raise my kids
Hey, the same way that my daddy did
Where the stars and stripes and the eagle fly

Where the stars and stripes and the eagle...fly
Where the stars and stripes and the eagle fly

That's enough already, Disraeliland...

Here's a pro-American song by Aaron Tippin.

Title?

Politically Correct - SR-71

Newer? I like Greenday's American Idiot.
Older? I like Guthrie's Alice's Resturaunt.

Volunteers of America by Jefferson Airplane

Title and Artist Name?

Sorry. 'Tis "Go Home and Die" by Misterwolf (me)

Politically Correct - SR-71

I <3 SR-71 :)

Newer? I like Greenday's American Idiot.
Older? I like Guthrie's Alice's Resturaunt.

Choose one so that everyone has a fair chance.

another one:
Monster by Steppenwolf

eta: oops, just saw post above :( This isn't as good as VoA, but it still has relevance today.

Country Joe and the Fish - "The Fish Cheer / I Feel Like I'm Fixin' to Die Rag"

Not my absolute favorite (don't have one), but I like it for its bluntness.

I <3 SR-71 :)


Wow, that's a first! You're about the only person who's even heard of them that I've found :D

(not that I'm a massive fan, being semi-obsessed with Motion City Soundtrack does that to a guy but I did like that song).

another one:
Monster by Steppenwolf

eta: oops, just saw post above :( This isn't as good as VoA, but it still has relevance today.

'Sok. If we don't get 30, I'll add duplicates.

Fortunate Son- Creedence Clearwater Revival

Lots of songs by Bob Dylan

Feel Like I'm fixin to Die Rag, same reason as above.

Fortunate Son- Creedence Clearwater RevivalThat one's a good one :)

Choose one so that everyone has a fair chance.Alice's Resturaunt is the best. Watch out, it's long.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Came to talk about the draft.

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

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

Didn't feel too good about it.

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

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

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

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

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

("KID, HAVE YOU REHABILITATED YOURSELF?")

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

All right now.

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

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

Randy Newman - "Political Science"

No one likes us-I don't know why
We may not be perfect, but heaven knows we try
But all around, even our old friends put us down
Let's drop the big one and see what happens

We give them money-but are they grateful?
No, they're spiteful and they're hateful
They don't respect us-so let's surprise them
We'll drop the big one and pulverize them

Asia's crowded and Europe's too old
Africa is far too hot
And Canada's too cold
And South America stole our name
Let's drop the big one
There'll be no one left to blame us

We'll save Australia
Don't wanna hurt no kangaroo
We'll build an All American amusement park there
They got surfin', too

Boom goes London and boom Paris
More room for you and more room for me
And every city the whole world round
Will just be another American town
Oh, how peaceful it will be
We'll set everybody free
You'll wear a Japanese kimono
And there'll be Italian shoes for me

They all hate us anyhow
So let's drop the big one now
Let's drop the big one now

Two Immortal Technique tracks

First Positive Balance (Ft. Big Zoo) (http://jubilly.imeem.com/music/Omx_KlLl/positive_balance_ft_big_zoo/) because it's lyrics and its beat are beautiful.

Second is this, called Beef and Broccoli, it is spoken over a relatively slow beat:

Look, let me make something abundantly clear for people, who are so bereft of activities they feel like they gotta comment on mine.

first of all being a vegetarian should never be associated with being a revolutionary or being open-minded., that's a dietary choice.

if someone wants to proliferate the type of ignorance we're supposed to be fighting by thinking that, you're just fucking yourself.

i don't go around promoting beef and poetry shoving it in people's faces. i don't castigate people for not eating steak sandwiches; and i would never diss someone for being a fucking broccoli-head, or living off of radishes, or eating grass or tofu.

i like a lot of vegan cuisine. but the illogicality of expecting everyone to adopt their particular idea of what being healthy is is just preposterous.

i've seen some of you herbivores; and if you want to argue health, y'all need to eat some kind of supplement because some of y'all are so skinny that it's disgusting; looking like the only hip-hop motherfuckers on schindler's list.

being a malnutrition-ass got nothing to do with being revolutionary or being on-point. i'll be damned if i let somebody else push their agenda on me. you know i don't eat pork, not because i'm a muslim, i just don't really like it, but i really will fuck a bird up. and fish is good when that shit is fresh.

it's like my nigga vast air from Cann Ox if you don't like the smell of burning meat, well then get the fuck off the planet. you know i don't criticize people for eating moss, then don't open your fucking mouth about my food, man. i like beef and broccoli motherfucker. mind your god-damn business. matter of fact... you know what? i'm out. i feel like some arroco pollo, a banana daiquiri, and a motherfucking bistec aponado.

One of the most bizarre "political" rants/songs/music thing ever....

Destroy 2000 Years of Culture by Atari Teenage Riot

Good choice. :D

How about:

Propagandhi - Bullshit Politicians
Swallowing Shit - Pro-Abortion, Anti-Christ
Aus-Rotten - The Flags Will Cover Coffins
Schizoid - Indulgence/Compulsion

Two Immortal Technique tracks

First Positive Balance (Ft. Big Zoo) (http://jubilly.imeem.com/music/Omx_KlLl/positive_balance_ft_big_zoo/) because it's lyrics and its beat are beautiful.

Second is this, called Beef and Broccoli, it is spoken over a relatively slow beat:



One of the most bizarre "political" rants/songs/music thing ever....

Which one do you prefer? I'll put on one of them.

Good choice. :D

How about:

Propagandhi - Bullshit Politicians
Swallowing Shit - Pro-Abortion, Anti-Christ
Aus-Rotten - The Flags Will Cover Coffins
Schizoid - Indulgence/Compulsion

I didn't choose the list. :p

Choose one for the list, please.

Which one do you prefer? I'll put on one of them.

Ok. Put Positive Balance in......Beef and Broccoli is a joke....

Ok. Put Positive Balance in......Beef and Broccoli is a joke....

One of the few rap songs I've heard that I could stand.

What about Holiday in Cambodia?

"Imagine," "Blowin' in the Wind," and "For What It's Worth" would all seem like fairly obvious choices. :)

The Internationale? The Horst Wessel Song? I Dreamed I Saw Joe Hill Last Night? The World Turned Upside Down? The Possibility Of Life's Destruction?


Too many choices.

Electioneering by Radiohead.

Cattle-prods and the I.M.F...

I didn't choose the list. :p

Choose one for the list, please.

Uhh, Bullshit Politicians.

BLOATED PINDICK MOTHERFUCKERS!
Bullshit politicians!
Who bow and curtsy to the seats of power!

We'll never learn and nothing will ever change as long as we stay this course of followers and slaves. I can't believe we're still content reshuffling the same old decks of kings and queens and faux-democracies. I say we hand it back to the bullshit politicians. Brick by brick, wall by wall…

Pete Seeger - Which Side are you on?

In the interests of balance, could someone suggest some decent right-wing political songs?
Apologies if any have been posted already and I was too culturally ignorant to notice :)

ummm there are jsut waaay to many songs to put up here.
il make a list of a few.
first of all the bob dylan classics, blowing int he wind the times they are a changin stuff liek that. but my fav by dylan: its all rgihtma im only bleeding
Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying.

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fools gold mouthpiece
The hollow horn plays wasted words
Proved to warn
That he not busy being born
Is busy dying.

Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover
That you'd just be
One more person crying.

So don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to you ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.

As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don't hate nothing at all
Except hatred.

Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their marks
Made everything from toy guns that sparks
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.

While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the President of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.

An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it.

Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.

You loose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand without nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.

A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not forget
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.

Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despite their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something
They invest in.

While some on principles baptized
To strict party platforms ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then say God Bless him.

While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he's in.

But I mean no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a vault
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.

Old lady judges, watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony.

While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death's honesty
Won't fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me ?

And if my thought-dreams could been seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.


then okay, ummm everything by rage against the machine. a few of my favs: bullet in ya head, sleep now in the fire, take the power back and bulls on parade.

and pink floyd songs, umm dogs pigs(three diffrent kinds) and sheep.

not wanting to choose TOO many, those are some of my favorites

In the interests of balance, could someone suggest some decent right-wing political songs?
Apologies if any have been posted already and I was too culturally ignorant to notice :)

i think the one from aaron tppin might have passed you by

In the interests of balance, could someone suggest some decent right-wing political songs?

Hail The New Dawn by Skrewdriver?

I feel the need to throw in We Didn't Start The Fire - Billy Joel. Not the most amazing song in the world but I really like the message.

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

In the interests of balance, could someone suggest some decent right-wing political songs?
Apologies if any have been posted already and I was too culturally ignorant to notice :)

I personally am not aware of any being written since Germany in the 30s. And I object to the use of rock n' roll as bumper music by right-wing talkshow hosts (Rush, I'm lookin' at you, punk!)

Hail The New Dawn by Skrewdriver?

The streets are still, the final battle has ended
Flushed with the fight, we proudly hail the dawn
See over the streets, the White man's emblem is waving
Triumphant standards of a race reborn
Blood of our blood, spirit of our spirit
Sprang from that soil, for who's sake they bled
Against the vested powers, Red front, and massed reaction
We lead the fight for freedom and for bread


am just providing some context regarding that one

I feel the need to throw in We Didn't Start The Fire - Billy Joel. Not the most amazing song in the world but I really like the message.

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

And the politics there are what, exactly?

Hail The New Dawn by Skrewdriver?

Seriously?

OMG! I completely forgot Won't Get Fooled Again by the Who! Someone else suggest it please?

ummm there are jsut waaay to many songs to put up here.
il make a list of a few.
first of all the bob dylan classics, blowing int he wind the times they are a changin stuff liek that. but my fav by dylan: its all rgihtma im only bleeding
Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying.

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fools gold mouthpiece
The hollow horn plays wasted words
Proved to warn
That he not busy being born
Is busy dying.

Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover
That you'd just be
One more person crying.

So don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to you ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.

As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don't hate nothing at all
Except hatred.

Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their marks
Made everything from toy guns that sparks
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.

While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the President of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.

An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it.

Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.

You loose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand without nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.

A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not forget
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.

Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despite their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something
They invest in.

While some on principles baptized
To strict party platforms ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then say God Bless him.

While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he's in.

But I mean no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a vault
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.

Old lady judges, watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony.

While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death's honesty
Won't fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me ?

And if my thought-dreams could been seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.


then okay, ummm everything by rage against the machine. a few of my favs: bullet in ya head, sleep now in the fire, take the power back and bulls on parade.

and pink floyd songs, umm dogs pigs(three diffrent kinds) and sheep.

not wanting to choose TOO many, those are some of my favorites

And the politics there are what, exactly?

I think the message was that the terrible things that happened during the writers life time had always happened but it was a rallying call for the youth who were listening to stand up and try to stop them.

No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

At least thats what I think and I'd say that that is a fairly strong political message.

I think the message was that the terrible things that happened during the writers life time had always happened but it was a rallying call for the youth who were listening to stand up and try to stop them.

No we didn't light it
But we tried to fight it

At least thats what I think and I'd say that that is a fairly strong political message.

The list really doesn't fall in line with that... I mean, there are positive things on there too. Unless Billy Joel really hated Jack Keruack.

The list really doesn't fall in line with that... I mean, there are positive things on there too. Unless Billy Joel really hated Jack Keruack.

No the list doesn't but the chorus definatly does.

Seriously?

As a piece of music it is reasonable enough. As a piece of politics it is naught but execrable retarded filth. Someone asked for a right wing political song, and I can but deliver.

One of the few rap songs I've heard that I could stand.

He's amazing. He dedicates his album to "The children of Palestine, Northern Ireland, Korea, Vietnam, Colombia, El Salvador, Peru, Afghanistan, Iraq, Iran, and every other place that has been suffering from counter Revolution and/or CIA aggression."

www.immortal-technique.com/

I personally am not aware of any being written since Germany in the 30s.

Open your ears.

WAKE UP (http://media.putfile.com/Wake-Up-63)by Rage Against the Machine

Come on!

Although ya try to discredit
Ya still never edit
The needle, I'll thread it
Radically poetic
Standin' with the fury that they had in '66
And like E-Double I'm mad
Still knee-deep in the system's shit
Hoover, he was a body remover
I'll give ya a dose 1 `
But it'll never come close
To the rage built up inside of me
Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy

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

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

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

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

'He may be a real contender for this position should he
abandon his supposed obediance to white liberal doctrine
of non-violence...and embrace black nationalism'

'Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to
pinpoint potential trouble-makers...And neutralize them,

'Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to
pinpoint potential trouble-makers...And neutralize them,
And neutralize them
And neutralize them'

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

How long?
Not long!
‘Cause what you reap is what you sow

Kinda Sensible People-

original words of the Internationale were by frenchman Eugene Pottier

"Which Side Are You On?" original words are by Florence Reece, but i'm digging the Pete Seeger recording at the minute, along with A Hard Rains Gonna Fall


W

I know I'm only allowed one so could someone else suggest Vietnam by Jimmy Cliff? The man is a living legend....and this is possibly the most concise set of lyrics ever:

Hey
Vietnam
Vietnam
Vietnam

Vietnam
Vietnam
Vietnam
Vietnam.
Yesterday I got a letter
from my friend
fighting in Vietnam

and this is what he had to say:
'tell all my friends
that I'll be coming home soon

my time 'll be up some time in june.
Don't forget' he said
'to tell
my sweet Mary

her golden lips as sweet as cherries'.
And it came from:
Vietnam
Vietnam
Vietnam

Vietnam
Vietnam
Vietnam
Vietnam!

It was just the next day
his mother got a Telegram

it was addressed from Vietnam.
Now mistress Brown she lives in the U.S.A
and this is
what she wrote and said:
'Don't be alarmed'
she told me the telegram said

'but mistress Brown
your son is dead!'
and it came from:
Vietnam
Vietnam
Vietnam

Vietnam
Vietnam
Vietnam
Vietnam!

Somebody please stop that war now!
Vietnam
Vietnam
Vietnam

Vietnam
Vietnam
Vietnam
Vietnam!

OMG! I completely forgot Won't Get Fooled Again by the Who! Someone else suggest it please?

Eek, how did I leave that out of my list of obvious choices? D'oh.

WAKE UP (http://media.putfile.com/Wake-Up-63)by Rage Against the Machine

Come on!

Although ya try to discredit
Ya still never edit
The needle, I'll thread it
Radically poetic
Standin' with the fury that they had in '66
And like E-Double I'm mad
Still knee-deep in the system's shit
Hoover, he was a body remover
I'll give ya a dose 1 `
But it'll never come close
To the rage built up inside of me
Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy

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

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

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

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

'He may be a real contender for this position should he
abandon his supposed obediance to white liberal doctrine
of non-violence...and embrace black nationalism'

'Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to
pinpoint potential trouble-makers...And neutralize them,

'Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to
pinpoint potential trouble-makers...And neutralize them,
And neutralize them
And neutralize them'

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

How long?
Not long!
‘Cause what you reap is what you sow


Damn you, man! Damn you for stealing my thunder!! :p
Excellent choice though, seriously!!!

TESTIFY (http://media.putfile.com/Testify-38) by Rage Against The Machine

The Movie ran thru me
The camera subdue me
The tabloid untie me
I’m empty please fill me
Mr. Anchor assure me
That Baghdad is burning
Your voice it is so soothing
That cunning Mantra of killing
I need you my witness
To dress this up so bloodless
To numb me and purge me now
Of thoughts of blaming you

Yes the car is our wheelchair
Our witness
Your coffin
Oily silence rocks the legless ones
Who travel now in coffins
On the corner
The jury’s sleepless
We found your weakness
And it’s right outside your door

Now Testify
Now Testify
It’s right outside your door
Now Testify
Yes Testify
It’s right outside your door

With precision, you feed me
My witness, are hungry
Your Temple it calls me
So I can carry on
My slaving, sweating
The skin right off my bones
On a bed of fire
I’m chokin’ on the smoke that fills my home
The wreckin’ ball is rushin’
Witness you’re blushin’
The pipeline is gushin’
While here we lie in tombs

While on the corner
The jury’s sleepless
We found your weakness
And it’s right outside your door

Now Testify
Yeah Testify
It’s right outside your door
Now Testify
Now Testify
When it’s right outside your door

Mass graves for the pump when the price is set, when the price is set
Mass graves for the pump when the price is set, when the price is set
Mass graves for the pump when the price is set, when the price is set
Mass graves for the pump when the price is set, when the price is set

Who controls the past now, controls the future
Who controls the present now, controls the past
Who controls the past now, controls the future
Who controls the present now?
Now Testify
Testify
It’s right outside your door
Now Testify
Testify
It’s right outside your door

I'll throw this one in the hat!

Artist: Rage Against The Machine
Title: Guerrilla Radio

[Zach de la Rocha]
Transmission, third World War, third round
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
No Shelter if you're looking for shade
I lick shots at the brutal charade
As the polls close like a casket, on truth devoured
A silent play on the shadow of power
A spectacle monopolized
The cameras eyes on choice disguised
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil
Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
Yes, a spectacle monopolized!
They hold the reins, stole your eyes!
All the Fist-a-gons, the bullets, and bombs
Who stuff the banks
Who staff the party ranks
More for Gore or the son of a drug lord
None of the above. FUCK IT, cut the cord!

[Chorus]
LIGHTS OUT! GUERILLA RADIO!
TURN THAT SHIT UP!
LIGHTS OUT! GUERILLA RADIO!
TURN THAT SHIT UP!
LIGHTS OUT! GUERILLA RADIO!
TURN THAT SHIT UP!
LIGHTS OUT! GUERILLA RADIO!

Contact, I highjacked the frequencies
Blockin' the beltway, move on DC!
Way past the days of bombin' MCs'
Sound OFF, Mumia guan be free!
Who got 'em? Yo, check the federal file
All you pen devils know the trial was vile
An army of pigs try to silence my style
Off 'em all out that box, it's my radio dial!

[Chorus]

[*whispers*]
It has to start somewhere..
It has to start sometime...
What better place than here?..
What better time than now?...

[repeat 6X]
ALL, HELL, CAN'T STOP US NOW!!

Open your ears.

To?

"This Land" by JibJab (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jibjab#.22This_Land.22)

(this is the best I can come up with; I tend to avoid lyrics as I'm not into preaching)

"This Land" by JibJab (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jibjab#.22This_Land.22)

(this is the best I can come up with; I tend to avoid lyrics as I'm not into preaching)

Actually, that would be Woodie Guthrie's This Land, and the song is very politically charged.

Actually, that would be Woodie Guthrie's This Land, and the song is very politically charged.

We used to sing it in school. They left out the strongest bits though.

We used to sing it in school. They left out the strongest bits though.

My father taught me the rest of the song, and I asked the music teacher if we could sing the whole thing.

She wasn't too happy with me.

Sheep by Pink Floyd

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air
You better watch out
There may be dogs about
I've been over Jordan and I have seen
Things are not what they seem.

What do you get for pretending the danger's not real
Meek and obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel
What a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes
Now things are really what they seem
No, this is no bad dream.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green he leadeth me the silent waters by
With bright knives he releaseth my soul
He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places
He converteth me to lamb cutlets
For lo, he hath great power and great hunger
When cometh the day we lowly ones
Through quiet reflection and great dedication
Master the art of karate
Lo, we shall rise up
And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water.

Bleating and babbling I fell on his neck with a scream
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.

Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead!
You better stay home
And do as you're told
Get out of the road if you want to grow old.

-------

The lyrics are awkward, but it sounds AWESOME.

U2 -> Sunday Bloody Sunday

Cranberries -> Zombie

LYNYRD SKYNYRD Sweet Home Alabama

Iggy Pop -> I'm A Conservative

Merle Haggard - Okie from Muskogee

Sheep by Pink Floyd

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air
You better watch out
There may be dogs about
I've been over Jordan and I have seen
Things are not what they seem.

What do you get for pretending the danger's not real
Meek and obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel
What a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes
Now things are really what they seem
No, this is no bad dream.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green he leadeth me the silent waters by
With bright knives he releaseth my soul
He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places
He converteth me to lamb cutlets
For lo, he hath great power and great hunger
When cometh the day we lowly ones
Through quiet reflection and great dedication
Master the art of karate
Lo, we shall rise up
And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water.

Bleating and babbling I fell on his neck with a scream
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.

Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead!
You better stay home
And do as you're told
Get out of the road if you want to grow old.

-------

The lyrics are awkward, but it sounds AWESOME.

HELL YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My second favorite Floyd Song.

Songs
Pigs(Three Different Ones)-Pink Floyd- My Nomination
American Idiot- Green Day-(yeah I said it)
Won't Get Fooled Again- The Who
Killing in the Name- RATM
Warpigs- Black Sabbath

Hate Politics, but love these songs.

"The Dogs Of War"

Dogs of war and men of hate
With no cause, we don't discriminate
Discovery is to be disowned
Our currency is flesh and bone
Hell opened up and put on sale
Gather 'round and haggle
For hard cash, we will lie and deceive
Even our masters don't know the web we weave
One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world
Invisible transfers, long distance calls,
Hollow laughter in marble halls
Steps have been taken, a silent uproar
Has unleashed the dogs of war
You can't stop what has begun
Signed, sealed, they deliver oblivion
We all have a dark side, to say the least
And dealing in death is the nature of the beast
One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world
The dogs of war don't negotiate
The dogs of war won't capitulate,
They will take and you will give,
And you must die so that they may live
You can knock at any door,
But wherever you go, you know they've been there before
Well winners can lose and things can get strained
But whatever you change, you know the dogs remain.
One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world

Killing in the Name- RATM

Thank You ;)

Warpigs- Black Sabbath
.
Awesome choice!


I am trying hard to keep this from becoming a Rage Against The Machine thread ;) but they just have so many awesome politically charged songs

PEOPLE OF THE SUN (http://media.putfile.com/People-of-the-Sun-42)
Rage Against The Machine

Yeah people come up
Yeah
Better turn the bass up on this one
Check it

Since 1516 minds attacked and overseen
Now crawl amidst the ruins of their deadly dream
With their borders and boots on top of us
Pullin’ knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis
But how you gonna get what you need to get?
The gut eaters, blood drenched and offensive like Tet
The Fifth sun sets get back reclaim
The spirit of Cuhatemoc alive and untamed
Now face the funk now blastin’ out ya speaker
On the one Maya, Mexica
The vulture came and tried to steal your name but now you got a gun
Yeah this is for the People Of The Sun

It’s coming back around again
This is for the People Of The Sun
It’s coming back around again
It’s coming back around again
This is for the People Of The Sun
It’s coming back around again

Yeah never forget that the whip snatched your back
Your spine cracked
For tobacco
I’m the Marlboro Man
Our past blastin’ on thru the verses
Brigades of taxicabs rollin’ Broadway like hearses
Troops strippin’ zoots, shots of red mist
Sailors blood on the deck
Come sista resist
From the era of terror
Kick this photo lens
Now the city of angels does the ethnic cleanse

Head bobbin’ to the funk out ya speaker
On the one Maya, Mexica
The vulture came and tried to steal your name but now you found a gun
Your history!
Yeah this is for the People Of The Sun

It’s coming back around again
This is for the People Of The Sun
It’s coming back around again
Yeah!
It’s coming back around again
This is for the People Of The Sun
It’s coming back around again

It’s coming back around again
This is for the People Of The Sun
It’s coming back around again
It’s coming back around again
This is for the People Of The Sun
It’s coming back around
Of The Sun

Although when I think of politics...

Fleetwood Mac -> Don't stop

Used by Mr. Clinton


and the worst possible choice for a campaign song

Brian Adams -> "Everything I do I do it for you"
Temporarily used By David Duke former Klan leader

Us and Them By pink floyd. It seems political to me

"This Land" by JibJab (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jibjab#.22This_Land.22)

(this is the best I can come up with; I tend to avoid lyrics as I'm not into preaching)

Actually, that would be Woodie Guthrie's This Land, and the song is very politically charged.
Yes but then there's also This Land by Jib Jab, not really a political song as much as a satire on the 2004 election.

http://www.jibjab.com/originals/originals/jibjab/movieid/65

"The Greatest Man in America" by Moxy Fruvous.

Actually, that would be Woodie Guthrie's This Land, and the song is very politically charged.


As I went walking, I saw a sign there;
And on the sign there, It said, 'NO TRESPASSING.'
But on the other side, It didn't say nothing.
That side was made for you and me.

In the squares of the city, In the shadow of a steeple;
By the relief office, I'd seen my people.
As they stood there hungry, I stood there asking,
Is this land made for you and me?

( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/This_Land_is_Your_Land )

In other news, The Autonomist Communities of Dissonant Cognition officially selected a national anthem today...

(edit: someone should put the The New Colossus (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_New_Colossus) to music and I'd pick that instead)

"War" by Edwin Starr
"Chicago" by Graham Nash
"Ohio" by Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young
"19" by Paul Hardcastle
"Abraham, Martin, and John" by Dion

imagine is the best

No Government - Nicollette.

Revolution, by the Beatles

Maria by Rage Against the Machine.

Zombies by the Cranberries is good too. Not sure if it's the best though. I haven't heard most of these songs.

How about Born In the USA - Bruce Spingsteen?

I am trying hard to keep this from becoming a Rage Against The Machine thread ;) but they just have so many awesome politically charged songs.

Why? Don't hold back!! Rage deserves all the credit they get!!!

since someone asked for a right-wing song

"courtesy of the red white and blue" by toby keith


Justice will be served
And the battle will rage
This big dog will fight
When you rattle his cage
And you'll be sorry that you messed with
The u.s. of a.
cause we'll put a boot in your ass
Its the american way


http://www.lyricsfreak.com/t/toby+keith/courtesy+of+the+red+white+blue_20138071.html

I threw a Rage song in the hat earlier but I'd like to make this my one official vote!!!

Artist: Sacred Reich
Title: The American Way

Truth and honor faith and pride all convictions surely died honesties
time has passed time for lies is here at last truth is false I'm so fed up
how did we come to be so fucked hate fear pain death all our country
has got left
Talk to children hear them say daddy left again today brother steals and
mommy lies future lost before their eyes the sun was lost behind the
clouds they rapped it up and blacked it out acid rain fell today it came
and washed our hopes away
This was once the land of dreams now these dreams have turned to
greed in the midst of all this wealth the poor are left to help themselves
a capitalist's democracy no one said that freedom's free lady liberty rots
away no truth, no justice the American way
Don't look past your t.v. all of us are what you see a looking glass into
our lives what we watch is what we buy priorities are out of whack
who is next to stab our back doesn't it make you mad to have lost all that
we've had
This was once the land of dreams now these dreams have turned to
greed in the midst of all this wealth the poor are left to help themselves
a capitalist's democracy no one said that freedom's free lady liberty rots
away no truth, no justice the American way
Doesn't it fill you with disgust that there's no one left to trust is this
happening is this real my body numb I cannot feel are you happy are you
sad are emotions a thing of the past I have no tears I cannot cry no one
mourns for a world that's died
This was once the land of dreams now these dreams have turned to
greed in the midst of all this wealth the poor are left to help themselves
a capitalist's democracy no one said that freedom's free lady liberty rots
away no truth, no justice the American way