by FlyingHighNow 91 Replies latest social entertainment
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters
Torn apart
Micheal, I love U2. This song is a favorite of mine.This excerpt makes me think of JWs, exJWs... I thought U2 and R.E.M. the best of the 80s. I felt that they went against the status quo and yuppiedom to stand for the helpless and the underdog. I also love U2's song: Pride.
Flyin'
I felt that they went against the status quo and yuppiedom to stand for the helpless and the underdog
This is very true Flying, U2 totally discovered a sound that remains timeless. I think one of the reasons for this is that they refuse to be identified with boy meets girl lovley dovey lyrics. It's their meaninful lyrics and original sound that make them in my opinion the best band ever.
I would have to say this lovely little number by Love from 'Forever changes'
THE DAILY PLANET
In the morning we arise and
start the day the same old way
as yesterday the day before and
all in all it's just a day like
all the rest so do your best with
chewing gum and it is oh so
repetitious
waiting on the sun
Down on go-stop boulevard it
never fails to bring me down
the sirens and the accidents and
for a laugh there's plastic Nancy
She's real fancy with her children
They'll go far, she
buys them toys to
keep in practice
waiting on the war
I feel shivers in my spine
when the iceman, yes his ice is melting
won't be there on time
hope finds a rhyme
for his little mind
Huxley
A great song about recent events....
Succexy
by Metric (2003)
Lonesome for no one when
the room was empty and
war as we knew it was obsolete
Nothing could beat complete denial
All we do is talk, sit, switch screens
as the homeland plans enemies
All we do is talk, static split screens
As the homeland plans enemies
Invasion?s so succexxy
Let?s drink to the military
The glass is empty
Faces to fill and cars to feed
Nothing could beat complete denial
All we do is talk, sit, switch screens
As the homeland plans enemies
All we do is talk, static split screens
As the homeland plans enemies
Invasion's so succexxy
passive attraction, programmed reaction
passive attraction, programmed reaction
action distraction, more information
flesh saturation, lips on a napkin
ass ass ass
where does the time go?
we?re waking up so slowly
days are horizontal lately
out of body, watched from above
out of body, watched from above
passive attraction, programmed reaction
more information, cash masturbation
follow the pattern- the hemlines, the headlines
action distraction,faster than fashion
faster than fashion,faster than fashion
Lonesome for no one when
the room was empty and
war as we knew it was obsolete
Nothing could beat denial
The song "I.O.U." from the same album (2003) also has this great verse:
Every ten year-old enemy soldier
Thinks falling bombs are shooting stars sometimes
But she doesn?t make wishes on them
When she wishes, she wishes for less ways to wish for
More ways to work toward it
Ten year-old enemy soldier
Our falling bombs are her shooting stars
Short People
Randy Newman
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THROUGH THE BARRICADES by Gary Kemp
Mother doesn't know where love has gone
She says it must be youth
That keeps us feeeling strong
See it in her face, that's turned to ice
And when she smiles she shows
The lines of sacrifice
And now I know what they're saying
When the sun begins to fade
And we made our love on wasteland
And through the barricades
Father made my history
He fought for what he thought
Would set us somehow free
He tought me what to say in school
I learned off by heart
But now that's torn in two
And now I know what they're saying
In the music of the parade
We made our love on wasteland
And through the barricades
Born on different sides of life
We feel the same
And feel all of this strife
So come to me when I'm asleep
We'll cross the line
And dance upon the street
And now I know what they're saying
When the drums begin to fade
We made our love on wasteland
And through the barricades
Oh, turn around and I'll be there
There's a scar through my heart
But I'll bare it again
I thought we were the human race
But we were just another border-line-case
And the stars reach down and tell us
That there's always one escape
I don't know where love has gone
And in this trouble land
Desperation keep us strong
Fridays child is full of soul
With nothing left to lose
There's everything to go
And now I know what they're are saying
It's a terrible beauty we've made
So we make our love on wasteland
And through the barricades
Now I know what they're are saying
as hearts go to their graves
we made our love on wasteland
And through the barricades.
Pink Floyd
Wish You Were Here
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange
a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
running over the same old ground. What have we found?
The same old fears,
wish you were here.
Good post idea Flyinghighnow. The recent arguments about Linda Ronstadt are just bizzare really, when you think about music and musicians long history of tackling the subject of war.
You can be sure no one booed (and this is in Ft Worth TX) when John Prine dusted off his old anti-faux nationalism song "Your Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven Anymore" at a recent concert.
Your Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven Anymore
© John Prine
While digesting Reader's Digest
In the back of a dirty book store,
A plastic flag, with gum on the back,
Fell out on the floor.
Well, I picked it up and I ran outside
Slapped it on my window shield,
And if I could see old Betsy Ross
I'd tell her how good I feel.
Chorus:
But your flag decal won't get you
Into Heaven any more.
They're already overcrowded
From your dirty little war.Now Jesus don't like killin'
No matter what the reason's for,
And your flag decal won't get you
Into Heaven any more.
Well, I went to the bank this morning
And the cashier he said to me,
"If you join the Christmas club
We'll give you ten of them flags for free."
Well, I didn't mess around a bit
I took him up on what he said.
And I stuck them stickers all over my car
And one on my wife's forehead.
Repeat Chorus:
Well, I got my window shield so filled
With flags I couldn't see.
So, I ran the car upside a curb
And right into a tree.
By the time they got a doctor down
I was already dead.
And I'll never understand why the man
Standing in the Pearly Gates said...
"But your flag decal won't get you
Into Heaven any more.
We're already overcrowded
From your dirty little war.
Now Jesus don't like killin'
No matter what the reason's for,
And your flag decal won't get you
Into Heaven any more."
An original (sung in a choppy simple cadence)
Simon and Yeru, sittin' by the sea
Simon and Yeru, takin' a pee
Simon and Yeru, talkin' politics
Givin' each other, verbal kicks
~
Can't see the others, point of view
Don't know what, they're gonna do
Has become more, than just a game
Because it's clear, they've become the same
~
(refrain)
SIMON AND YERU, ARE JUST ONE
SIMON AND YERU, ARE JUST ONE
SIMON AND YERU, ARE JUST ONE
We hope they keep postin', because it's fun!
~
They think that the other, never will be
as smart them, but they can't see
They are the same person - as in the moo-vee
Paramount Pictures, IDENITY!
~
SIMON AND YERU, ARE JUST ONE
SIMON AND YERU, ARE JUST ONE
SIMON AND YERU, ARE JUST ONE
We hope they keep posting, because it's fun!
