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Family Farm No fields to plow or stock to feed or heirloom seeds to sow Just a weekly check, a big tv, and a tiny lawn to mow A couple little doggies to walk up and down the street The neighbors grow tomatoes in a garden that they keep It's been several generations since Read more…
What Do Ya Say What do ya say bout Stormy Weather It brings us together, tears up apart Batten down the hatches, kneel down and pray Stormy Weather, What do ya say. What do ya say, What do ya say Hayeeyheyhey hey, look for a brighter day What do ya say bout Stormy Weather Read more…
Think about Tomorrow sing to the tune of Solidarity Forever (Battle Hymn of the Republic) We live in Pennsylvania where the water's pure and clean The air is clear, the crops are good, the grass and trees are green We could lose it all tomorrow if we don't stand up today And this is Read more…
el silencio del monte va preparando un adiós la palabra que se dirá in memoriam será la explosión se perdió el hombre de este siglo allí, su nombre y su apellido son fusil contra fusil se quebró la cáscara del viento al sur, y sobre la primera cruz despierta la verdad todo el mundo tercero va Read more…
source pour la paternité Source des paroles De l’universelle patrie Puisse venir le jour rêvé De la paix, de la paix chérie Le rameau sauveur est levé (bis) On entendra vers les frontières Les peuples se tendant les bras Crier : il n’est plus de soldats ! Soyons unis, nous sommes frères. Refrain : Plus Read more…
I don’t mind if the sun doesn’t shine. – I’ll dance in the rain. I don’t care if the stocks they rise or if they fall. – Let ‘em fall. I ain’t scared of misfortune and Murphy’s law. – Murphy was an insurance salesman! It doesn’t bother me that I’ve got no insurance at all. Read more…
They’re pissed, real pissed, Coz the Martians got there before they did. But just like the Martians they’re taking over. But you wouldn’t know it from reading the paper. They’re Martians on mandies, Not talkin’ about marshmallow candies. I’m talkin’ about Martians on mandies. They’re disrespecting sovereignty, They seem to lack humanity, It’s historical irony. Read more…
Sailing over to Vietnam, Southeast Asian Birmingham. Well training is the word we use, Nice word to have in case we lose. Training a million Vietnamese To fight for the wrong government and the American Way. Well they put me in a barracks house Just across the way from Laos. They said you’re pretty safe Read more…
Broadway Lyrics Artist(Band):The Clash Review The Song (0) Print the Lyrics Send "Broadway" Ringtones to Cell (The Clash) "It ain’t my fault It’s 6 ‘o’clock in the morning" He said As he came up out of the night When he found I had no coins to bum, He began to testify Born in a Read more…
Broadway Lyrics Artist(Band):The Clash Review The Song (0) Print the Lyrics Send "Broadway" Ringtones to Cell (The Clash) "It ain’t my fault It’s 6 ‘o’clock in the morning" He said As he came up out of the night When he found I had no coins to bum, He began to testify Born in a Read more…
Prendi nota sono arabo carta di identità numero 50.000 bambini otto un altro nascerà l’estate prossima. Ti secca? Prendi nota sono arabo taglio pietre alla cava spacco pietre per i miei figli per il pane, i vestiti, i libri solo per loro non verrò mai a mendicare alla tua porta. Ti secca? Prendi nota sono Read more…
There’s a time and place for everything for everyone We can push with all our might but nothing’s gonna come Oh no, nothing’s gonna change, and if I ask you Not to try oh could you let it be I wanna hold you and say we can’t throw this all away Tell me you won’t Read more…
Well, you wonder why I always dress in black, Why you never see bright colors on my back, And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone. Well, there’s a reason for the things that I have on. I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down, Livin’ in the hopeless, Read more…
Here in north east Ohio Back in eighteen-o-three James and Danny Heaton Found the ore that was linin’ yellow creek They built a blast furnace Here along the shore And they made the cannon balls That helped the union win the war Here in Youngstown Here in Youngstown My sweet Jenny, I’m sinkin’ down Here Read more…
John Lennon As soon as you’re born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be They hurt you at home and they Read more…
Oh my name it is nothin’ My age it means less The country I come from Is called the Midwest I’s taught and brought up there The laws to abide And that land that I live in Has God on its side. Oh the history books tell it They tell it so well The cavalries Read more…
Back when Eisenhower was the President, Golf courses was where most of his time was spent. So I never really listened to what the President said, Because in general I believed that the General was politically dead. But he always seemed to know when the muscles were about to be flexed, Because I remember him Read more…
Cataract blinding your eyes To the violent design Regenerating impending genocide It’s the dawn of decay Mark the end of your days Just another lost casualty of the times The wicked will feed the chaos Control and rule disorder Disintegration’s multiplying Till there is no more bloodline A future of neverending Insane civil disorder Free Read more…
Oh the time will come up When the winds will stop And the breeze will cease to be breathin’. Like the stillness in the wind ‘Fore the hurricane begins, The hour when the ship comes in. Oh the seas will split And the ship will hit And the sands on the shoreline will be Read more…
War What is it good for Absolutely nothing War What is it good for Absolutely nothing War is something that I despise For it means destruction of innocent lives For it means tears in thousands of mothers’ eyes When their sons go out to fight to give their lives War What is it good for Read more…
Now when I was a young man I carried me pack And I lived the free life of the rover. From the Murray’s green basin to the dusty outback, Well, I waltzed my Matilda all over. Then in 1915, my country said, "Son, It’s time you stop ramblin’, there’s work to be done." So they Read more…
Uh, Uh Cmon check it Through Steel walls Your voice blastin on True rebel, my brother Mumia I reflect upon You be tha spark That set the prairie fires on Make the masses a mastodon path To trample the fascists on At fifteen exposed Phillys finest killing machine Boots and mad guns They pacify ya Read more…
"Vietnam, vietnam, vietnam, veitnam , vietnam, vietnam, vietnam, vietnam, vietnam, vietnam…" Yesterday I got a letter from my friend fighting in Vietnam and this is what the letter said… tell all my friends I’m coming home my time will be up in Vietnam… Don’t forget to tell my friend Mary her golden lips as Read more…
Have you seen that vigilante man? Have you seen that vigilante man? Have you seen that vigilante man? I ‘ve been hearin’ his name all over this land. Well, what is a vigilante man? Oh, what is a vigilante man? Has he got a gun and a club in his hand? Oh, what is a Read more…
US Forces give the nod It’s a setback for your country Bombs and trenches all in rows Bombs and threats still ask for more Divided world the CIA Who controls the issue You leave us with no time to talk You can write your own assessment Sing me songs of no denying Seems to me Read more…
Us and Them And after all we’re only ordinary men Me, and you God only knows it’s not what we would choose to do Forward he cried from the rear and the front rank died And the General sat, as the lines on the map moved from side to side Black and Blue And who Read more…
He’s five feet two and he’s six feet four He fights with missiles and with spears He’s all of 31 and he’s only 17 He’s been a soldier for a thousand years He’s a Catholic, a Hindu, an athiest, a Jain, a Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew and he knows he shouldn’t kill Read more…
Union Sundown Bob Dylan Well, my shoes, they come from Singapore, My flashlight’s from Taiwan, My tablecloth’s from Malaysia, My belt buckle’s from the Amazon. You know, this shirt I wear comes from the Philippines And the car I drive is a Chevrolet, It was put together down in Argentina By a guy makin’ thirty Read more…
Tombstone Blues Bob Dylan The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course The city fathers they’re trying to endorse The reincarnation of Paul Revere’s horse But the town has no need to be nervous The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits To Jezebel the nun she violently knits A bald Read more…
UserEMail: raincrooner@hotmail.com they caught the last poor man on a poor man’s vacation they cuffed him and they confiscated his stuff and they dragged his black ass down to the station and said "ok the streets are safe now. all your pretty white children can come out to see spot run and they came out Read more…
UserEMail: idisliketonyblair@yahoo.com Can you picture him? A shrewd businessman? Living in the lap of high priced pleasure, whilst regulating the de-regulation Of his noble occupation If you now can See a shrewd businessman We have succeeded in setting this seen of modernity So let us marvel at the hero Of realistic, idolatory The pen is Read more…
I used to think the world was flat Rarely threw my hat into the crowd I felt I had used up my quota of yearning Used to look in on my children at night In the glow of their Donald Duck light And frighten myself with the thought of my little ones burning But oh, Read more…
Times They Are A-Changin’ Bob Dylan Come gather ’round people Wherever you roam And admit that the waters Around you have grown And accept it that soon You’ll be drenched to the bone. If your time to you Is worth savin’ Then you better start swimmin’ Or you’ll sink like a stone For the times Read more…
Gimme an F! F! Gimme an I! I! Gimme an S! S! Gimme an H! H! What’s that spell ? FISH! What’s that spell ? FISH! What’s that spell ? FISH! Yeah, come on all of you, big strong men, Uncle Sam needs your help again. He’s got himself in a terrible jam Way down Read more…
It’s up to you not to heed the call up You must not act the way you were brought up Who knows the reason why you have grown up Who knows the plans or why they were drawn up [Refrain] It’s up to you not to heed the call up I don’t wanna die It’s Read more…
You have a natural tendency To squeeze off a shot You’re good fun at parties You wear the right masks You’re old, but you still Like a laugh in the locker room You can’t abide change You’re at home on the range You opened the suitcase Behind the old workings To show off the magnum Read more…
we’re taught that after the war the nazis vanished without a trace but batallions of fascists still dream of a master race the history books they tell of their defeat in 45 why did they all come out of the woodwork on the day the nazi died they say the prisoner of spandau was a Read more…
http://www.nettrek.com.au/~brian/foggy.mid Brian Jenkins a song commemorating the Easter Rebellion, Dublin, 1916 One Easter morn, down through the glen, to a city fair rode I. There armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by. No fife did hum, no battle drum did sound its loud tattoo But the angelus bell o’er the Liffey’s swell Read more…
Tune: Battle Hymn of the Republic (lines in verses usually end with a pair of packed syllables) Verse 1: Mine eyes have seen the coming of the Christian Coalition Making scapegoats of minorities to use as ammunition To condemn who isn’t with ’em, to accuse them of perdition. I’ve dreamed they sing this song: Chorus: Read more…
Testify The movie ran through me The Glamour subdue me The tabloid untie me Im empty please fill me Mister 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 Read more…
Tarkus I. THE STONES OF YEARS Has the dawn ever seen your eyes? Have the days made you so unwise? Realize, you are. Had you talked to the winds of time, Then you’d know how the water rhyme, Taste of wine, How can you know where you’ve been? In time… you’ll see the sign And Read more…
Storaged SYSTEM OF A DOWN STORAGED THE SPINE, A LINE, THE FETUS IS MINE, DON’T FORGET ME DON’T FORGET ME DON’T FORGET ME DON’T FORGET REVOLT, REVOLT, REVOLUTION, COUNTER REVOLUTION COUNTER COUNTER REVOLUTION THE MIND, MIND THE MIND THAT FEEDS THE BLIND, AND HELPS YOU FIND, AND MAKES YOU BIND, THE GAME, IS ON, THE Read more…
Subterranean Homesick Blues Bob Dylan Johnny’s in the basement Mixing up the medicine I’m on the pavement Thinking about the government The man in the trench coat Badge out, laid off Says he’s got a bad cough Wants to get it paid off Look out kid It’s somethin’ you did God knows when But you’re Read more…
it’s cold outside and my hands are dry skin is cracked and i realize that i hate the sound of guitars a thousand grudging young millionaires forcing silence sucking sound forced into this conversation so i say shine let their planets collide this is the darkening down of my mind we could be making it Read more…
and the wise men say, "i don’t want to hear your voice." and the thin men say, "i don’t want to hear your voice." and they’re cursing me, and they won’t let me be. and there’s nothing to say, and there’s nothing to do. stop whispering; start shouting. stop whispering; start shouting. and my mother Read more…