A civil war is a war between organized groups within the same nation state or republic, or, less commonly, between two countries created from a formerly united nation state. The aim of one side may be to take control of the country or a region, to achieve independence for a region, or to change government policies. The term is a calque of the Latin bellum civile which was used to refer to the various civil wars of the Roman Republic in the 1st century BC.
A civil war is a high-intensity conflict, often involving regular armed forces, that is sustained, organized and large-scale. Civil wars may result in large numbers of casualties and the consumption of significant resources.
Civil wars since the end of World War II have lasted on average just over four years, a dramatic rise from the one-and-a-half year average of the 1900-1944 period. While the rate of emergence of new civil wars has been relatively steady since the mid-19th century, the increasing length of those wars resulted in increasing numbers of wars ongoing at any one time. For example, there were no more than five civil wars underway simultaneously in the first half of the 20th century, while over 20 concurrent civil wars were occurring at the end of the Cold War, before a significant decrease as conflicts strongly associated with the superpower rivalry came to an end. Since 1945, civil wars have resulted in the deaths of over 25 million people, as well as the forced displacement of millions more. Civil wars have further resulted in economic collapse; Burma (Myanmar), Uganda and Angola are examples of nations that were considered to have promising futures before being engulfed in civil wars.
Captain America is a fictional character, a superhero who appears in comic books published by Marvel Comics. The character first appeared in Captain America Comics #1 (cover-dated March 1941), from Marvel Comics' 1940s predecessor, Timely Comics, and was created by Joe Simon and Jack Kirby. As of 2007, an estimated 210 million copies of "Captain America" comic books had been sold in 75 countries. For nearly all of the character's publication history, Captain America was the alter ego of Steve Rogers, a frail young man who was enhanced to the peak of human perfection by an experimental serum in order to aid the United States war effort. Captain America wears a costume that bears an American flag motif, and is armed with an indestructible shield that can be thrown as a weapon.
An intentionally patriotic creation who was often depicted fighting the Axis powers of World War II, Captain America was Timely Comics' most popular character during the wartime period. After the war ended, the character's popularity waned and he disappeared by the 1950s aside from an ill-fated revival in 1953. Captain America was reintroduced during the Silver Age of comics when he was revived from suspended animation by the superhero team the Avengers in The Avengers #4 (March 1964). Since then, Captain America has often led the team, as well as starring in his own series.
Kenneth Lauren "Ken" Burns (born July 29, 1953) is an American director and producer of documentary films, known for his style of using archival footage and photographs. Among his productions are The Civil War (1990), Baseball (1994), Jazz (2001), The War (2007), The National Parks: America's Best Idea (2009) and Prohibition (2011).
Burns' documentaries have been nominated for two Academy Awards, and have won Emmy Awards, among other honors.
Ken Burns was born in 1953 in Brooklyn, New York City, New York, according to his official website, though some sources give Ann Arbor, Michigan, and some, including The New York Times, give both Brooklyn and Ann Arbor. The son of Lyla Smith (née Tupper) Burns, a biotechnician, and Robert Kyle Burns, at the time a graduate student in cultural anthropology at Columbia University, in Manhattan. Ken Burns' brother is the documentary filmmaker Ric Burns.
Burns' academic family moved frequently, and lived in Saint-Véran, France; Newark, Delaware; and Ann Arbor, where his father taught at the University of Michigan. Burns' mother was diagnosed with breast cancer when Burns was 3, and died when he was 11, a circumstance that he said helped shape his career; he credited his father-in-law, a psychologist, with a signal insight: "He told me that my whole work was an attempt to make people long gone come back alive.". Well-read as a child, he absorbed the family encyclopedia, preferring history to fiction. Upon receiving an 8 mm film movie camera for his 17th birthday, he shot a documentary about an Ann Arbor factory. Turning down reduced tuition at the University of Michigan, he attended the new Hampshire College, an alternative school in Amherst, Massachusetts with narrative evaluations rather than letter grades and self-directed academic concentrations instead of traditional majors. He worked in a record store to pay his tuition.
I'm not gonna fight, and I'm not gonna die
I'm not gonna listen to what you say
There's a lesson to be learned or the country will burn
so I'm calling you out for a Civil War today
WAR-I pledge defiance
YEAH-The country will burn
From our civil rights to civil war
where the rich get richer and the poor get poorer
There's a lesson to be learned or the country will burn
So I'm calling you out for a Civil War today
[Repeat Chorus]
We got our own fight and we're going to unite
We're going to overthrow the Government today
There's a lesson to be learned or the country will burn
"What we've got here is failure to
communicate.
Some men you just can't reach...
So, you get what we had here last week,
which is the way he wants it!
Well, he gets it!
N' I don't like it any more than you men." *
Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before
Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before
My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars
D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
Look at the shoes your filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more
My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars
"WE PRACTICE SELECTIVE ANNIHILATION OF MAYORS AND GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS
FOR EXAMPLE TO CREATE A VACUUM
THEN WE FILL THAT VACUUM
AS POPULAR WAR ADVANCES
PEACE IS CLOSER" **
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more war
I don't need one more war
We don't need a gentleman to tell us that we're doing fine. We'd rather sleep than go to school. We'll tell you how we really feel.
Lemon flavor on your tongue. I'm a coward soldier and your a beating drum. Sell your kids and eat your lung cold.
We don't need your stupid luck. Cause we don't really give a fuck. We'd rather sit and look at you. Looking good and acting cool.
Lemon flavor on your tongue. I'm a coward soldier and your a beating drum. Sell your kids and eat your lung cold.
I've got a cigarette. A bottle with a little left. I bet you wouldn't give me your time. I bet you tell a lot of lies.
Lemon flavor on your tongue. I'm a coward soldier and your a beating drum. Sell your kids and eat your lung cold
I'd really love to turn it off, but they all know my name
It's funny when you realize that you are a clich? br> when you don't have anything to say you can make it up
There's only five emotions and they all can kill you
So I like to numb myself
It's quiet and familiar
When you don't have anything to say, you can make it up
When I get into bed
There's a war in my head and there's five hundred dead
White noise is coming
The wolf at your door
Do you hear the drummin'?
Outside your window, outside your window
Civil war, civil war
All your yesterday's gone before
Civil war, civil war
Can you tell me what you're fighting for?
Soldiers of Fortune
The traitor within
Blood on the pale moon
Outside your window, outside your window, hey
Civil war, civil war
All your yesterday's gone before
Civil war, civil war
Can you tell me what you're fighting for?
Children learn to kill
Bet your ass you'll pay the bill
Season of the dog
The dollar takes the place of God
Death laughs in your face
Anarchy will take your place
You give all your children guns
See what you have done
Backlash coming soon
Joker gonna call the tune
Your children are learning
You teach them to hate
Your cities are burning
Outside your window, outside your window
Civil war, civil war
All your yesterday's gone before
Civil war, civil war
Can you tell me what you're fighting for?
Civil war, civil war
Can you tell me what you're fighting for?
Civil war, civil war
Every campaign even in the star
Take me to your place in space
I'm simply tired of mad rage
On rocket ship no time to wait
I just want to gravitate
It's out of sight
(It's out of sight)
It's out of sight
(It's out of sight)
It's gone
It's gone
It's out of sight
(It's out of sight)
It's out of sight
(It's out of sight)
It's gone
It's gone
I'll take you out to see the place
Where the man and the moon have a simlin' face
Oh yeah
You dont have to wear no fancy lace
Just a funky feel and alot of taste
It's out of sight
(It's out of sight)
It's out of sight
(It's out of sight)
It's gone
It's gone
It's out of sight
(It's out of sight)
It's out of sight
(It's out of sight)
It's gone
It's gone
People movin' too and frow
To a song, a band, and a lazy show
Superman, batman, goin all night
Playin one on one with a meteor light
It's out of sight
(It's out of sight)
It's out of sight
(It's out of sight)
It's gone
It's gone
It's out of sight
(It's out of sight)
It's out of sight
(It's out of sight)
It's gone
It's gone, gone, gone
Ninth demension, seventh lane
i'll get raised in solar cane
The star patrol said keep it down, keep it down, keep it down, keep it down, keep it down, keep it down, keep it down,
As long as the rule when you stay in town
As long as the rule where you stay around
It's out of sight
(It's out of sight)
It's out of sight
(It's out of sight)
It's gone
(In the galazy)
It's gone
(At the galaxy)
from what I understand what that may shine is not gold.
Let your love shine on and let your picture show.
You may hurt so. Is that the reason that you let me go? When you bleed im there to kis the wound that you have.
CHORUS:
Break my heart and burn it down, spill the secret we once shared, now dodge the spiraling flame.
Ill break your heart and steal your pain. Give me a headach without a reason.
I don't know you to wear a hat
But I came home late and there it sat,
You rose to show what hats are for
When living through a civil war,
When living through a civil war
Christmas mornings and New Years Days
They flood with dreams and drift away,
They cling to logs and cupboard doors
Riding out this civil war,
Riding out this civil war
Some fighters came and pitched a tent
And everyone around here, we went,
The fix was in, but we bet and we swore
From both sides of a civil war...
We build this up and we knock this down
We call our little mob a town,
We nail a sign up above the door
"God bless our little civil war,"
"God bless our little civil war"
Three dogs at a party an a boat at night
Play checkers in a lantern light,
They sing a song out to the shore
Of women, gold, and civil war...
Every truth carries blame
And every light reveals some shame,
Progress rides with thieves and whores
The stowaways of civil war,
Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before
Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before
My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars
D'wear a black armband. When they shot the man who said
"Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories, They shot Dimebag clean
I went numb, when I learned to see
So I never fell for the middle east
We got the wall of Deceased to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom, When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin' For their promised land and
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
I don't need your civil war
Look at the shoes your filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more
My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more war
I don't need one more war
Come on you raging soldiers wherever you may be
I´d have to pay attention please listen unto me
I´ll tell to you a true tale of a soldier bold and brave
An ambush of some enemies dispatched him in his grave
It happened on a friday morn, so listen what they´ve done
They walked upon the mountains the battle´s just began
The colonel cried: "Turn out brave boys your hearts are void of fear!"
They shot him without warning as you shall quickly hear
They buried him quiet decently on a dreary summer´s day
Come all the rest of you my boys for your dead comrade, pray
Too many died for nothing to finish endless strifes
In mem´ry of the millions felt for a better life
Civil war in Central Europe, civil rights are on the run