1984 (MCMLXXXIV) was a leap year that started on a Sunday, in accordance with the Gregorian calendar. It is the 1984th year of the Common Era or A.D.; the 984th year of the 2nd millennium; the 84th year of the 20th century; and the 5th year of the 1980s decade.
Eric Arthur Blair (25 June 1903 – 21 January 1950), better known by his pen name George Orwell, was an English novelist and journalist. His work is marked by keen intelligence and wit, a profound awareness of social injustice, an intense opposition to totalitarianism, a passion for clarity in language and a belief in democratic socialism.
Considered perhaps the 20th century's best chronicler of English culture, Orwell wrote literary criticism, poetry, fiction and polemical journalism. He is best known for the dystopian novel Nineteen Eighty-Four (1949) and the allegorical novella Animal Farm (1945), which together have sold more copies than any two books by any other 20th-century author. His book Homage to Catalonia (1938), an account of his experiences in the Spanish Civil War, is widely acclaimed, as are his numerous essays on politics, literature, language and culture. In 2008, The Times ranked him second on a list of "The 50 greatest British writers since 1945".
Orwell's influence on popular and political culture endures, and several of his neologisms, along with the term Orwellian—a byword for totalitarian or manipulative social practices—have entered the vernacular.
Mario Matthew Cuomo (/ˈkwoʊmoʊ/; born June 15, 1932) served as the 52nd Governor of New York from 1983 to 1994, and is the father of Andrew Cuomo, the current governor of New York.
He was born in the New York City borough of Queens to a family of Italian-American origin. His father, Andrea Cuomo, was from Nocera Superiore, Italy, and his mother Immacolata was from Tramonti. The family owned a store in South Jamaica, Queens in New York City. Cuomo attended P.S. 50 and later earned his bachelor's degree in 1953 and law degree in 1956 from St. John's University, graduating first in his class. When he and the salutatorian (the late St. John's Law Dean Patrick Rohan) were summoned to the dean's office (Reverend Joseph T. Tinnelly) at the end of the year, he was asked what field he plans on going into after graduation.[citation needed] Cuomo responded that he would like to be a trial lawyer. Consequently, he was sent to clerk for the Honorable Judge Adrian P. Burke of the New York Court of Appeals. Additionally, he was signed and played baseball in the Pittsburgh Pirates minor league system until he was injured when a ball hit his head, and subsequently became a scout for the team.
Diljit (born 6 January 1984; as Diljit Singh Dosanjh) is a Punjabi singer and film actor.
Diljit Dosanjh debuted with his album Ishq Da Uda Ada. It was released by T-Series. He has come out with 6 albums so far.His most successful album, The Next Level is also his most recent.
Diljit made his acting debut in the Punjabi action flick, The Lion of Punjab which opened to negative reviews from critics, though managed to end up successful at the box office. In 2011, he starred in the critically acclaimed Jihne Mera Dil Luteya which turned out to be a critical and commercial blockbuster. Critics praised Diljit's comic performance in the film. In February 2012 he was seen in the Hindi romance film Tere Naal Love Ho Gaya, in which he appeared in a guest appearance through the song "Pee Pa Pee Pa" which he also sang. His first official release of 2012 is announced to be a love story Jatt & Juliet opposite Neeru Bajwa, it's currently under-production, and will be released on 29 June 2012. His next Jatt Romantic pairs him opposite Neeru Bajwa again and is directed by leading Bollywood director Dharmesh Darshan.
Kirron Kher (also Kiran or, Mummy Punjabi, KironPunjabi: ਕਿਰਣ ਖੇਰ; born 14 June 1955) is an Indian theatre, film and television actress and a TV talk show host.
Kirron Kher was born in Bangalore and brought up in Chandigarh, Punjab, where she did her schooling and later college from Panjab University, Chandigarh. At school she was an avid badminton player with her sister, Arjuna award Kanwal Thakar Singh. Their mother, Diljit Singh, was active in sports and dramatics during her college days in pre-partition Punjab. Kirron had a brother, artist Amardeep Singh, who died in 2003.
Kirron Kher made her film debut in 1983 in the Punjabi feature film Aasra Pyar Da and received rave reviews for her performance. She soon took a hiatus from films following her divorce to raise her son, Sikander Kher. Meanwhile, she worked for her second husband Anupam Kher as a costume designer and appeared in one film in between, Pestonjee in 1988, wherein she acted alongside Anupam Kher.
Her return to acting came about with theatre, with the play Saalgirah, by playwright Javed Siddiqui and directed by Feroz Abbas Khan. Then she hosted three television shows, starting with Purushkshetra on Zee TV which got her much acclaimed for bringing out the discussion of sexuality to the forum for the first time, while highlighting women's issues at the same time,Kiron Kher Today and Jagte Raho with Kiron Kher, before doing Bollywood films.
Someday they won't let you, now you must agree
The times, they are a-telling, and the changing isn't free
We've read it in the tea leaves, the tracks are on TV
Beware the sound mixture of 1984
They'll split your pretty cranium, and fill it full of air
They'll tell that you're eighty, but brother, you won't care
You'll be shooting up on anything, tomorrow's never there
Beware the sound mixture in 1984
Come see, come see, remember me?
We played love all my movie roll
You said it would last, but I guess we've grown
In 1984, who could ask for more
1984, who could ask for mor-or-or-or-ore
Mor-or-or-or-ore
I'm looking for a vehicle, I'm looking for a ride
I'm looking for a party, I'm looking for a side
I'm looking for the treason that I knew in '65
Beware the sound mixture of 1984
Come see, come see, remember me?
We played love all my movie roll
You said it would last, but I guess we've grown
In 1984, who could ask for more
1984, who could ask for mor-or-or-or-ore
Mor-or-or-or-ore
1984
1984
1984, more
1984,
1984, more
Uuh
Oh yeah
Aah ha aah
Jump back, what's that sound?
Here she comes full blast and top down
Hot shoe burnin' down the avenue
Model citizen, zero discipline
Don't you know she's coming home with me?
You'll lose her in the turn
I'll get her, aow
Panama
Panama oh
Panama
Panama oh
Ain't nothin' like it her shiny machine
Got the feel for the wheel, keep the moving parts clean
Hot shoe burnin' down the avenue
Got an on ramp comin' through my bedroom
Don't you know she's coming home with me?
You'll lose her in the turn
I'll get her, aow
Waa ow
Panama
Panama, oh
Panama
Panama, oh ho oh ho ho
Huh
Yea we're runnin' a little bit hot tonight
I can barely see the road from the heat comin' off of it
Ah, you reach down between my legs
Ease the seat back
She's blindin', I'm flyin'
Right behind the rear view mirror, now
Got the feelin', power steerin'
Pistons poppin' ain't no stoppin' now
Panama
Panama, ho
Panama
Panama, oh ho oh ho ho
Panama
Panama, oh ho oh ho ho
Panama
1984
Someday they won't let you, now you must agree
The times they are a telling and the changing isn't free
They read it in the tea leaves and the tracks are on TV
Beware the savage jaw in 1984
They'll split your pretty cranium and fill it full of air
They'll tell you that you're eighty and really you won't care
You'll be shooting up on everything, tomorrow's never there
Beware the savage jaw in 1984
(Come see, come see, remember me)
I played in an all night movie role
Yeah you said it would last but I guess we've enrolled
In 1984
(Who could ask for more)
1984
(Who could ask for more)
I'm looking for a vehicle, I'm looking for a ride
I'm looking for a party, I'm looking for a side
I'm looking for a treason that I knew in sixty-five
Beware the savage jaw in 1984
(Come see, come see, remember me)
I played in an all night movie role
Yeah you said it would last but I guess we've enrolled
In 1984
(Who could ask for more)
1984
(Who could ask for more)
1984
1984
1984
I'm dead inside and dying more everyday
Castrate my eyes and cut the lines in my face
The alcohol the empty walls regress regress erase regret
Return me now to where I was long ago
Yeah Yeah Yeah
I need you, I need your love.
I'm trying, to rise above.
I want you, to bring me back to life.
I feel their voices in the back of my head
I hear their eyes and turn when nobody is there
The TV screens, the magazines depress disease deny your
dreams
Dislocate drain to drifting losing control
Yeah Yeah Yeah
I need you, I need your love.
I'm trying, to rise above.
I want you, to bring me back to life.
The lack, the need, the fear, the greed
Redeem amend remember when
Return me now to where I was long ago
I need you, I need your love.
I'm trying, to rise above.
The vans they come in convoys now, stealing through the dawn
Silent in the countryside in the hills up to the north
There's road blocks on the Meden bridge
There's click, click clicking on the phone
They're sealing off our villages, sealing off our homes
This ain't some tin-pot story arriving from a distant shore
But our own sweet, green and pleasant land in 1984
Her father crossed the battle lines in the first months of the war
She frowns down at the soup kitchen - she doesn't have a father anymore
It's cold in the early mornings, standing with your mates
Staring at the thick blue line armed and ready at the gates
This ain't some tin-pot story arriving from a distant shore
But our own sweet, green and pleasant land in 1984
The servants of our great nation
Have lied in the name of us all
While the officers of peace and order
Are busy breaking every law
There's hundreds on trumped-up charges
Hundreds on the streets
The future of our villages
Sown with bitter seeds
And hatred starts to rumble where there was no hate before
In our own sweet green and pleasant land in 1984
Nobody wanted to see the blood
As the blue lights flash through in the night
But all the words fell on deaf ears
And now the blind frustration bites
Two nations under one crown divided more and more
In our own sweet green and pleasant land in 1984
From over the air comes a voice without care
Says we're doin' all right
But day out and day in from what he's been sayin'
We're in for a fight
I glance at myself and the world rushin' by
I can see for myself and the fear comes alive
Shades of termination--we're dyin' to survive
1984
Machine is the mind--it will rule by design
So you're never alone
We store information without confirmation
Accept the unknown
I think to myself of the times we have tried
To be true to ourselves and to live with the lie
Avoid the contradictions--just keep yourself alive
1984
I can't help it...I can't help it...I can't help it...
Life is your decision--we choose to do or die
Can you live with the reality of 1985
Polite conversation ain't no consolation
For blanks in your eyes
Amidst the confusion there lives the illusion
That love will survive
But I got a chance with myself if I try
To be sure of myself and myself choose to try
Fight for stimulation and love to stay alive
Run.. heart in my mouth
Run so hard that it beats
and repeats in my head like a gun.
East - west, north and south
No direction to go
but I know that the ending's begun.
I know I made a mistake coming here again.
But I had to remind myself of where and
when
We threw off our chains.
Hid ourselves in ourselves from the world
and its organised hell.
Now - nothing remains.
Barely a trace of the place where I knew
him well.
Down
Down he said get on the floor.
And stay well away from the door
Or someone will see us for sure.
And I
Loved him like no-one before.
Princess madonna and whore.
Kept comig back for more.
Run - goodness knows where.
I'm a poor refugee
and I might as well be on the moon.
Still why should I care?
I had it all in one grand afternoon.
Down
Down he said get on the floor.
And stay well away from the door.
Or someone will see us for sure.
And I
Loved him like no-one before.
Princess madonna and whore.
Kept comig back for more.
I
Feeling the death and decay.
Didn't expect him to say
Stay with me Julia stay
But I
Only remember that day
As ruler of all I survey
And nothing can take that away
Saturday I've come to hate you so
You hesitate to show me how
When I need your embrace
It's too late, it's already been to long
And now it seems so wrong to sit
All by myself and wait
Closer 1984
Valentine, still I want it more
Lonely tears were falling on New Year's Eve
It might be the worst but at least
It's only once a year
But Saturday the loneliest day of all
If somebody made a call to me
But maybe I would explain
Closer 1984
Valentine, still I want it more
Closer 1984
Paradise, still I want it more
Closer 1984
Valentine, still I want it more
Closer 1984
In 1984 we ruled the streets of New York City
Street rock'n'roll, Street Hardcore!
In the day we sweat it out
For the love of the Lower East side
With our gangs Street fights!
1984! Short hair rock'n'roll!
1984! Skinheads!
Society tried its best to kill us
But we knew never to turn
Glory days of 1984!
We were the endangered species
We fucking blew them all to pieces!
In 1984 we ruled the streets of New York City
Street rock'n'roll, Street Hardcore!
In the day we sweat it out
For the love of the Lower East side
With our gangs Street fights!
1984! Short hair rock'n'roll!
1984! Skinheads!
Society tried its best to kill us
But we knew never to turn
Glory days of 1984!
We were the endangered species
We fucking blew them all to pieces!
With our strive and our loyalty
1984
Knockin' on your door
Will you let it come?
Will you let it run your life?
1984
Knockin' on your door
Will you let it come?
Will you let it run your life?
Someone will be waiting for you at your door
When you get home tonight
Ah yes, he's gonna tell you darkness gives you much more
Than you get from the light
Classic plastic guards well they're your special friend
He sees you every night
Well he call himself the brother but you know it's no game
You're never out of his sight
1984
Knockin' on your door
Will you let it come?
Will you let it run your life?
It's time you started thinking inside your head
That you should stand up and fight
Oh just where will you be when your freedom is dead
Won't you listen tonight?
Those classic plastic coppers, they are your special friends
They see you every night
Well they call themselves protection but they know it's no game
You're never out of their sight
1984
Knockin' on your door
Will you let it come?
Will you let it run?
1984
Knockin' on your door
Will you let it come?
Past is altered by the future, how can the past ever be true?
If the present day people make false facts they can blind you
The truth is now a lie and all history is erased
Double think, thought crimes, all made to keep you in your place
1984 - You are a slave day in, day out
1984 - Just a time slot nine to five is what it's all about
1984 - Hard-line, war crimes, what you know
1984 - Take away all the facts, then we can't fucking grow
In my room the cameras sit on every side of me
Silently I sit and watch the death of privacy
The Proles live freely because they don't pose threat
To become a Party member's something you'll regret
1984 - We all stay distracted stapled to our telescreens
1984 - Keeping us convinced we're not just another machine
1984 - Hard-line, war crimes, what you know
1984 - Take away all the facts, then we can't fucking grow
Everyone sit down for Two Minute Hate is here
And watch the enemy Goldstein march his troops in fear
But after that Big Brother is there to save the day
To make you believe in what he's about to say
1984 - Everyone speaks in code or what they call Newspeak
1984 - While slowly they erase another word each week
1984 - Hard line, war crimes, what you know
1984 - Take away all the facts you can't fucking grow
1984 - Death of a man, is creation of another
1984 - I geuss that is life under Big Brother
1984 - If there is hope it lies in the Proles
1984 - But without change man will decompose
"War is peace!"
"Freedom is slavery!"
"Ignorance is strength!"
[Jamie Kennedy:]
1984 lying in the grass,
First time I ever got some ass.
Pop rock in my mouth, wanna go down south,
But the whopper in my stomach really gave me gas
[Stu Stone:]
Listen ya crazy mutha fucka, lets get class,
I got a fresh pack of hubba bubba berry blast
I got money to kill n' ass to burn,
Drive car in the wall and a salon perm
[Jamie Kennedy:]
Michael Jackson's got a glove, (I kinda like his glove) and the radios pickin a song, (I need love)
I do too, so I hit the pavement, with my homeboy Stu.
[Stu Stone:]
Break out the cardboard, breakout the beat box, take off your new shoes, pop lockin' in sox.
Hey Stu, I got the robot down on lock, I got a Cabbage Patch kid, and is still in box.
[Chorus: Both]
Where's the beef? Where? Where? Where's the Beef? (Where the beef at bitch!)
Where's the beef? Where? Where? Where's the Beef? (Who's got beef?)
[Stu Stone:]
Where's da beef, mutha fucka, it's in your teeth. While your girlfriends underneath
Why you chewin, n perusin , start on screwin, ya super freak!
[Jamie Kennedy:]
Maybe super freaky, but im super cool. I got a He-Man thermos that I rock at school.
My melacosta? clean, and im fresh on the scene. Got a rubix cube, cant figure out man...
[Stu Stone:]
I got a rubix cube to, but mines all black, I just peel off all the stickers and don't put em back.
Nancy got me feelin antsy , sayin no to drugs. Mr. Drumond givin Arnold n Willis more hugs.
[Chorus]
To the left, left, left. To the right, right, right.
To the left, left, left. To the right, right, right.
Now everybody!
Are you ready to dance?
The details are coming back
Painting over black
They wake me and make me smile
On Saturday mornings
I was walking on the chairs
If I could I'd meet you there
Pictures made in '84
I can't see them any more
I remember everything
The sound of the neighbours phone
Our broken doorbell's drone
I still hear it loud and clear
When the war was still cold
The stories we were told
They took place so far from here
Sit still and wait
I'm sailing a stormy lake
Picures made in '84
I can't see them any more
I remember everything
In a dream and on tv
All the memories come to me
I just want them to remain
The details are coming back
Painting over black
They wake me and make me smile
Picures made in '84
I can't see them any more
I remember everything
In a dream and on TV
All the memories come to me
My friend, you're gonna lose
I don't understand the paths you choose
It's your life, but you know as well as I
You can't fill an empty plate by piling on the spice
You can't fill an empty plate by piling on the spice
My friend, take a look inside
Look at the person who resides
How long before you get your fill?
Before you realize you can't medicate away all all your ills?
Before you realize you can't medicate away all all your ills?
CHORUS:
My friend, look at those things you do
The only one you fool is you
It's your life and you can toss the dice
but you can't fill an empty plate by piling on the spice
You can't fill an empty plate by piling on the spice
CHORUS:
That's why I don't even try
How much joy can a man find
in a quiet secluded enclosure?
Don't let size by deceiving...
I'd be happy if I never left this room.
It's a hypothetical shelter
until the nuke is dropped
and we'll go down in flames.
The end of this dying nation won't begin with me.
Shut down all the power and ignore the media.
The newspaper brings worse news every day.
Shut down all the power and ignore the media.
I can't stand to watch the news of these dying troops.
Wasted money and wasted lives; get us out of war.
I can't stand to watch this dying anymore.
Wasted money and wasted lives; get us out of war.
Living under tyrants is no way to live.
Wasted money and wasted lives; get us out of war.
Once it's 2009, we'll rejoice.
Wasted money and wasted lives; get us out of war.
Democracy is lost... Let's bring it back ourselves.
Wasted money, wasted lives.
We've gone to hell in a handbasket overnight.