favorite lyric - whats yours ?

[M1NORTHR3AT]

whats your favorite lyrics ?

[killingstars]

my signature...down below. that's the best i can think of right now.

[PunkRawker677]

"when i got the music, why i got place to go"
-Radio by Rancid

[Spiritual Minded]

"Do we expect, a system made for the elect...to possibly judge correct, properly serve and protect...materially corrupt, spiritually amok...only two positions: victimizer or victim, both end up in destruction trustin this crooked system...mafias with diplomas, keepin us in a coma, tryna own a piece of the American corona...insanity every floor...skyscrapin, paper chasin, what are we workin for...its time for rebirth...turn and be healed...how long will you sleep...abandon the flesh...self-interest broadway to death...pride and the greed...subdividing the seed...renounce all your thoughts...let your mind be re-taught" Mystery Of Iniquity, Lauryn Hill

"All beef can be squashed if you want it...but instead of forgiveness, ego you flaunt it...someone will die tomorrow...beefs don`t have to lead to sorrow...confront your enemy before it gets too hot...never feel ashamed to say "Yo G i`m sorry i apologize"...he said she said, but she said she didn`t...no one`s admittin to their wrong doing...revenge we`re pursuin...listen, release the karma that you carryin...be a mental vegetarian...i`ve come to enlightin black and white to the meaningless fightin...for too long we`ve been vexed at each other...every sister, every brother...you gots to love one another...if i ruled the schools...knowledge of self would be the focus...kids would flock to the schools...cuz school now relates to them...violence in society would be a minimal...the education...would now be metaphysical...not livin by laws but livin by principal...if you disobey the universe gets with you" Squash All Beef, KRS-ONE

[Red Revolution]

John Lennon was a socialist and Imagine is a brilliant leftist song

Here is the last half of the song:

Imagine there's no countries,
It isnt hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
No religion too,
Imagine all the people
living life in peace...

Imagine no possesions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

You may say Im a dreamer,
but Im not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.



(Edited by Red Revolution at 5:40 pm on Aug. 15, 2002)

[Spiritual Minded]

Not just a good leftist song, it's one of the best song ever made. beautiful... just the other day i put it on my Hiphop/soul mixtape, and that should say something.

[Lefty]

word to that, imagine was a great song
i think that my favorite lyric is
if ignorance is bliss, knock a smile off my face
-Zach De la Rocha song #4 on RATM self titled

[Anonymous]

'Im so happy, coz today ive found my friends, they're in my head'

'Get out from under them, resist and multiply'

[man in the red suit]

"daddy's little girl aint a girl no more, daddy's little girl aint a girl no more"

"I miss the comfort in being sad"

[Lardlad95]

"Give me the fortune keep the fame said my man Louis, I agreed no other means because we live the truest lie, I asked him why we followed the law of the bluest eye, he looked at me he thoght about it was like I'm clueless why. The question was Rhetorical the answer was horrible,Our morals are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow
And so tomorrow comin later than usual
Waitin' on someone to pity us
While we findin beauty in the hideous
They say money's the root of all evil but I can't tell
YouknowhatImean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills
Or is it the mindstate that's ill?
Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build
Over money and religion there's more blood to spill
The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that never heal
What's the deal?
A lot of cats who buy records are straight broke
But my language universal they be recitin my quotes
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the boat
of thought, that my man Louis' statements just provoked
Caught up, in conversations of our personal worth
Brought up, through endangered species status on the planet Earth
Survival tactics means, bustin gats to prove you hard
Your firearms are too short to box with God
Without faith, all of that is illusionary
Raise my son, no vindication of manhood necessary"-Talib Kweli, "Thieves in the Night"

[MJM]

I don't really have a fav. but this ones a good one.

'Don't wanna end up a cartoon, in a cartoon graveyard'
Paul Simon

[deadpool 52]

Time - Pink Floyd

[andresG]

I can't really pick a favorite.
But this is one of them.

---REVOLUTION---
Bob Marley

Revelation reveals the truth - revelation.
(revolution, revolution, revolution - oooo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
(revolution - oooo-doo-doo-doo-doo)

It takes a revolution (revolution) to make a solution;
(doo-doo-doo-doo)
Too much confusion (aaa-aaah), so much frustration, eh!
I don't wanna live in the park (live in the park);
Can't trust no shadows after dark (shadows after dark), yeah-eh!
So, my friend, I wish that you could see,
Like a bird in the tree, the prisoners must be free, yeah! (free)

Never make a politician (aaa-aaah) grant you a favour;
(doo-doo-doo-doo)
They will always want (aaa-aaah) to control you forever, eh!
(forever, forever)
So if a fire make it burn (make it burn, make it burn)
And if a blood make ya run (make ya run, run, run),
Rasta de 'pon top (aaa-aaah), can't you see? (doo-doo-doo-doo)
So you can't predict the flop. Eh-eh! (doo-doo-doo-doo)

We got lightning (lightning), thunder (thunder),
brimstone (brimstone) and fire - fire (fire, fire);
Lightning (lightning), thunder (thunder),
brr-brimstone (brimstone) and fire - fiyah - fire - fiyah!
(fire, fire)

Kill, cramp and paralyze all weak at conception;
(aaa-aaah, doo-doo-doo-doo)
Wipe them out of creation (creation), yeah-eah! (creation)
Wa-Jah, Jah, Jah! Wa-Jah, Jah, Jah! (creation)
Wa-Jah, Jah, Jah! (creation)

Oh! Let i'es is i'es (i'es), in i'es is black (i'es),
In i'es is red (i'es), in i'es is dread.

Let righteousness cover the earth
Like the water (aaa-aaah) cover the sea, yeah! Yeah!

Lightning (lightning), doo-doo-doo (thunder),
doo-doo-doo (brimstone), doo-doo-doo (fire, fire);
A lightning (lightning), thunder (thunder),
brimstone (brimstone) and fire.

[man in the red suit]

was that in english?

[suffianr]

Goldie, State of Mind.

[Mazdak]

Good ones MITRS.

the lyrics to Milk it.

the lyrics to Temper by SOAD

[guerrillaradio]

CUE: HELL - WHITE COLLAR SLAVE

To what you’ll never have
To what you’ll never be
For when you finally realise
You’re a created entity
For when you’re finally sad
For when you finally see
You’re just a small statistic
In the production line slavery

white collar slave

You know, you really believed it
You thought you were really free
And you thought you’d found it
Some kind of identity
You thought you really liked this
Office mediocrity
But no, you’re just a being
Devoid of humanity

Mister fat cat businessman
Tells me how to behave
What I should be wearing
What I should do to be saved
Joe Bloggs is now a robot
In this world, so new and brave
Joe Bloggs is now a robot
A white collar slave

(OK, not my own songs lol)

REFUSED - WORMS OF THE SENSES/FACULTIES OF THE SKULL

got a bone to pick with capitalism and a few to break.
Grab us by the throat and shake the life away.
Human life is not commodity, figures, statistics or make believe.
And yeah I like eating excrement and not getting paid for it.
Play the guilt, play the fear and play the anxiety
Seduced by the opportunity and robbed of hope.
Human suffering is not commodity, figures, statistics or make believe.
Marginalise away the joy and sell us boredom.
And yeah I like working doing nothing and not making anything.
Blame the poor, blame the uneducated and blame the sick

[Lefty]

andresg- what was that about killing the weak at conception? hmm...sounds like something mazdak would say. :-P

[timbaly]

fuck you i won't do what you tell me - Rage Against the Machine, Killing in the name

[sonicattack]

****HAWKWIND // SONIC ATTACK****

In case of Sonic Attack on your district,
follow these rules.....
If you are making love, it is imperative to bring all bodies to orgasm simultaneously
Do not waste time blocking your ears
Do not waste time seeking a soundproof shelter
Try to get as far away from the sonic source as possible, but do not panic.....
Use your wheels, it is what they are for
Small babies may be placed inside the special cocoons, which should be left if possible, in a shelter
Do not attempt to use your own limbs
If no wheels are available, metal, not organic, limbs should be employed whenever practical.....
Remember, in the case of Sonic Attack,
Survival does mean every man for himself
Statistically more people survive
if they think only of themselves

Do not attempt to rescue friends,
relatives, or loved ones.
You have only a few seconds to escape
Use those seconds sensibly or you will inevitably die
Do not panic
Think only of yourselves....

These are the first signs of Sonic Attack:
You will notice small objects, such as ornaments, oscillating.
You will notice a vibration in your diaphragm
You will hear a distant hissing in your ears
You will feel dizzy
You will feel the need to vomit
There will be bleeding from orifices
There will be an ache in the pelvic region
You may be subject to fits of hysterical shouting,
or even laughter
These are all sign of imminent Sonic destruction
Your only real protection is flight
If you are less than ten years old,
then remain in your shelter and use your cocoon
But remember: You can help no-one else,
No-one else,
No-one else......

[Socialmalfunction]

"living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see. its getting hard to be someone but it all works out. it doesnt matter much to me." strawberry fields forever by: the beatles

"We signed up for the chore. Made it all for you.
Wise up, you can't live that down.
And the vultures on the cutting room floor make their voices symbiotic.
"Standards! Standards!"
Falsetto in the morning meets your tenor in the falling down.

It's all been done. You can't kill the truth.
Standards make your voice symbiotic.

You helped to write this falderal
But failed to falter out valetudinarianism.
End servitude and won't pay homage to the miscreant
And so our misfeasance in no way fiat the faugh that found us.
You're building walls so you can moderate our principals
And so we're forced to justify your endless criticism.
With temperate means, through repeated reprobation
We're a martyr for a cause that never made it off the cutting room floor.

It's all been done. You can't kill the truth.
Requite the sentiments and hope we fall apart.
It's all been done. You can't kill the truth."
and now we justify your criticism by: .thedecember drive

"Oh Elise it doesn't matter what you do
I know I'll never really get inside of you
To make your eyes catch fire
The way they should
The way the blue could pull me in
If they only would
If they only would
At least I'd lose this sense of sensing something else
That hides away
From me and you
There're worlds to part
With aching looks and breaking hearts
And all the prayers your hands can make
Oh I just take as much as you can throw
And then throw it all away" a letter to elise by: the cure

so many others and then my quote by bad religion

(Edited by sociallmalfunction at 4:28 am on Sep. 4, 2002)

[Politrickian]

Your Green Is For Money
My Green Is For Land
Shut Off My Eyes
Clog Up My Ears
Cut Off My Tongue
You'll Still Hear Me Coming

My Blood Is Thicker
My Pain Will Rise
Boycott My Ideas
Fueled With The Hate I Feel
Infiltrated With The Lies
That You're Feeding Me

One Man Army

Our Strength's Your Weakness
Our Truth's Your Lies
Shut Off My Eyes
Clog Up My Ears
Cut Off My Tongue
You'll Still Hear Me Coming

Surrounded By Mistrust
Trapped In Your Mind
All You Hear Is - What You Fear And
All You Fear Is - What You Don't Know
All You Know Is - What You See
And What You See Won't Last Forever

One Man Army

Our Truth Will Echo And Echo Forever
Tormenting You Forever And Ever

You'll Still Hear Me Coming Through To You

Boycott My Ideas
Fueled With The Hate I Feel
Infiltrated With The Lies
That You're Feeding Me

One Man And I'm Coming For You

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Here's some more to higher your bandwith costs.
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So You Want A Nation?
Your Very Own Nation
Push The Machine Aside
Many Have Tried

We Have Always Been There
We Will Always Be There
Making Sure You Need Us
And Feed Us

We Got The Money
We Got The Power
We Got The Guns
We Got Tv

You Are Our Livestock
We Make You Love It
Slave And Dream For Escape
But Scared To Death Of Change

Want To Hear My Speech?
Want To Share My Thoughts?
Protest! Protest!

...Come Now
Is It Worth The Hassle?
Worth All Your Precious Time?
You'll Grow Old, You'll Give Up

We Farm You
We Milk You
Your Energy's For Us To Drain
Office, Sweatshop, Plantation, The Same

I Know We Can Survive Our Choice
I Know We Can Be What We Want To Be
I Know We Can Survive
I Know We Will Survive

The Only Game We Know
We Must Have More And More
Make More, Take More
Control More

You Are Our Marketplace
Not A Community
No Subcommandante Ski-Mask
Will Lead You To No Promised Land

Want To Hear My Speech?
Want To Share My Thoughts?
Protest! Protest!

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BANDWITH!!!!
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Where Am I To Go? What Do I Have To Do?
Borders All Around Me, There's No Chance For
A Choice
Born In This World In A War Stricken Land
I Will Do What I Have To Do And Go Where I Can

The Walls That We Build We Are Taking Them
Down
Imaginary Lines Of Corruption And Greed
The Walls That We Build We Are Taking Them
Down
Overpopulation Isn't Just An Excuse

Searching For A Place Where I Can Have My Own
Rights
Everywhere Around Me There's Death In The Air
I Wanna Find A Way To Make A Change In My Life
I Will Do What I Have To Do And Fight Till The
End

The Walls That We Build We Are Taking Them
Down
Imaginary Lines That Won't Allow Us To Live
The Walls That We Build We Are Taking Them
Down
Denying All The Rules And All Their Abuse

No, No - It Won't Be This Way
No, No - Can't Be Their Way
Pride, Pride - They Won't Blur Our Pride
I, I - Must Stay Alive

Looking For The Ground To Build A Home That Is
Safe
They Make The Planet Small And They Have No
Control
Everywhere You Go They Have An Eye On Your
Steps
I Will Run Where I Have To Run And Hide Where I
Can

The Walls That We Build We Are Taking Them
Down
Exploring Different Fields So We Grow In Our
Hearts
The Walls That We Build We Are Taking Them
Down
Exploiting All The Lies To Defend Our Own Kind

No, No - It Won't Be This Way
No, No - Can't Be Their Way
Pride, Pride - They Won't Blur Our Pride
I, I - Must Stay Alive

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Border Wars
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One More Crime
Crossing Lines
Trapped Inside
State Of Mind
Never Blind
Fate Untied

No, No - It Won't Be This Way
No, No - Can't Be Their Way
Pride, Pride - They Won't Blur Our Pride
I, I - Must Stay Alive

Border Wars

One More Crime
Crossing Lines
Trapped Inside
State Of Mind
Never Blind
Fate Untied

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BAAAAANDWIIIIIITH!
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Forgive me father
Forgive me God
I know I've sinned
With no remorse
Apocalyptic visions
Went through my head Here today

Gone tomorrow
It's all insane
I'm feeling sick
I'm feeling numb
The storm will come
In the name of God I'm the chosen one

Terror raids the land
To ashes we'll be sent
In the name of God Lives cast away

Martyrdom of myself
Armageddon comes
In the name of God Not one more dead

Fire blasting, cutting edge
Children burn in flames
In the name of God We're going insane

Let us die
You don't realize
This is the time
God's sacrifice

Leaving behind
Lesson in hate
In the name of God We're all dead

(Edited by Politrickian at 1:03 pm on Sep. 28, 2002)

[hawarameen]

Another lennon one here,

"All we are saying is give peas a chance."

this song got me thinking about peas in a way i had never done before.

I love peas

[MJM]

ROTF^^^^^^LMAO

[canikickit]

"It all depends on your attitude, how you get your food"
I know We're Gonna Make it, Aston Familyman Barrett (Bob Marley's bassist, by the by)

"the gun didn't know I was loaded"
Can't remember, Chuck D

ah you know the rest, my signature obscure reggae songs....etc., etc. What's the point?

[fucknationalism]

Mark Vermin

This is a song of hope inspired by a quote from August Spies - one of the Haymarket Martyrs.

“If you think that by hanging us you can stomp out the labor movement – the movement from which the downtrodden millions who toil and live in want and misery – the wage slaves – expect salvation – if this is your opinion, then hang us! Here you will tread upon a spark, but there and there, and behind you and in front of you, and everywhere, flames will blaze up.” – August Spies


Blaze-the martyr index

I can see the fire alight in you
Can you see the spark in me?
Maybe we could be the heat needed to light the fire
The one that finally burns this system down to a smouldering heap

I believe that August Spies was right
When he was hanged that miserable night
That upon his death a million fires would ignite
For you can kill one person, but you cannot kill the fight

Sparks here, Sparks there
I see sparks everywhere

This is still a world of classes
There is still exploitation of the masses
The fuel is still made up of alienation and oppression
And this system, with all its butchery, could end tonight

Sparks here, Sparks there
I see sparks everywhere


1936 (July 19th)-the martyr index again, soooo good

This is the final moment of the beginning of our lives.
Watching the stars above the Barcelona sky.
We wait for dawn with revolution in our eyes
When we’ll face the men that Franco sent to die.
This city may crumble and along with it out homes,
But we’ll live in ruins if we can call this city our own!

Down with the landlords, the tyrants and the kings!
Down with the bosses, the politicians and the thieves!
We stand defiant, united to defend
This new society that we have built with our own hands!

Well we’ve built this city once and we’ll build this city again. This time we’ll do it for ourselves!

We couldn’t read, so we started our own schools!
We took the factories – they jeered and called us fools.
Even the communists, with their lofty rhetoric
Thought we were incapable. They thought we were incompetent!

But we’ve built this city once and we’ll build this city again. This time we’ll do it for ourselves!

We don’t need no priests and we don’t need no cops!
We don’t need no guidance from some fucking vanguard!
This time we’ll build a world where no one needs to beg.
Smash this bourgeois world of hate!

We’ll build this city on love and we’ll build this city with life! This time we’ll build this city right!

Tierra y libertad! Mujeres libres! Viva la revolución

Mark Vermin

July 19, 1936 - the dawn of the Spanish Revolution. Perhaps one of the most significant revolutionary movements in modern history. The lessons of the Russian Revolution (1917 - 1921) and the betrayal of the soviets by the Bolshevik regime had not yet been forgotten. Bakunin's prophetic critique of Marxism was carried in the spirit of the people of Andalucia, Catalonia, Barcelona, etc. An anarchist militant, Buenaventura Durutti organised the first democratically organised militia to go defend the collectives of the regions against the oncoming onslaught of Franco's fascist armed force, the Falange.

"We have always lived in slums and holes in the wall. We will know how to accommodate ourselves for a time. For, you must not forget, that we can also build palaces and cities, here in Spain and in America and everywhere. We, the workers. We can build others to take their place. And better ones. We are not in the least bit afraid of ruins. We are going to inherit the earth. There is not the slightest doubt about that. The bourgeoisie might blast and ruin its own world before it leaves the stage of history. We carry a new world, here, in our hearts. That world is growing this minute."
- Buenaventura Durruti




(Edited by fucknationalism at 5:09 pm on Sep. 10, 2002)

[marxistdisciple]

I don't have favourites (there is too good music!), here's a couple that spring to mind;

Cheesy, but I like it
"I don't have my finger on the pulse of my generation, just got my hand on my heart, I know no better location"
Del Amitri - Not Where It's At

Unoriginal, but still good
"I may be a dreamer, but I'm not the only one."
-You all know who that is

Profound sentiments; :)
"It's all about the money, it's all about the dumb, dumb d, d, d , dumb, I don't think it's funny to see you fade away"
Meja- It's all about the money

lol I could have thought of better ones really, and some rage lyrics would be nice, but I'm not in the mood, and want lighter, novelty gimcracks for you to enjoy :)

[MJM]

"Lifes short and hard like a body building elf."
Bloodhound Gang.

[abstractmentality]

a lyric that when i heard it for the first time, i couldnt get out of my head for a few weeks:

"rather be forgotten, then remembered for giving in." -Refused

[ratm545]

a couple of my current favorites are

"I'm a reasonable man, get off my case" radiohead

"I'd rather die then give you control" NIN

[Sammi]

At home she's looking for interest
At home she's looking for interest
She said she was ambitious
So she accepts the process
She said she was ambitious
So she accepts the process

[Blasphemy]

lets march to the dream,
with no race or nationality.
so let's try,
until everything is better.

bury the guns,
and not the children,
so let's try,
until everything is better.

Conquer the peace,
and not the territories,
so let's try,
until everything is better.

for eternal happiness,
for my children.
so let's try,
until everything is better.

[Anonymous]

'dont let the world bring you down, not everyone is that fucked up and cold!'

[Fabi]

HURT by NINE INCH NAILS is definetely an awesome song with some awesome lyrics.... SERIOUSLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!! ;) ;)


hurt

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear my crown of shit
On my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stain of time
The feeling disappears
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way



it's such a great sad, true moving, touching,, song...

'words like violence
break the silence
come crashing into
my little world...' depeche mode - enjoy the silence

[El Brujo]

No Apologies - Sick Of It All
Praise The Lord (Opium For The Masses) - Dying Fetus
Ready To Fight - Madball
Fuck The Police - Sodom
Fuel My Fire - L7
Copkiller - Body Count

[Vladimir]

Rifles Of the IRA

In nineteen hundred and sixteen,
The Forces of the Crown,
For to Capture Orange, White and Green,
Bombarded Dublin Town,
But in twenty one, Britannia's sons,
Began to earn their pay,
When the Black and Tans, Like lightning ran
From the rifles of the IRA

They burned their way through Munster
Laid Leinster on the rack,
Through Connaught and through Ulster,
Marched the men in brown and black,
Well, they cut down wives and children,
In their own horrific way,
The black and tans, like lightning ran
From the rifles of the IRA



Go On Home British Soldiers
Go on home British soldiers, go on home.
Have you got no fuckin' homes of your own ?
For eight hundred years we've fought you without fear
And we will fight you for eight hundred more.

If you stay British soldiers, if you stay
You will never ever beat the IRA
The fourteen men in Derry are the last that you will bury
So take a tip and leave us while you may.

No, we're not British, we're not Saxon, we're not English
We're Irish! and proud we are to be.
So fuck your union jack we want our country back
We want to see old Ireland free once more.

Well we're fighting British soldiers for the cause
We'll never bow to soldiers because
Throughout our history we were born to be free
So get out British soldiers, leave us be.




Give Ireland Back To The Irish
Paul McCartney -

Give Ireland Back To The Irish
Don't Make Them Have To Take It Away
Give Ireland Back To The Irish
Make Ireland Irish Today

Great Britian You Are Tremendous
And Nobody Knows Like Me
But Really What Are You Doin'
In The Land Across The Sea

Tell Me How Would You Like It
If On Your Way To Work
You Were Stopped By Irish Soliders
Would You Lie Down Do Nothing
Would You Give It To ???

Give Ireland Back To The Irish
Don't Make Them Have To Take It Away
Give Ireland Back To The Irish
Make Ireland Irish Today

Great Britian And All The People
Say That All People Must Be Free
Meanwhile Back In Ireland
There's A Man Who Looks Like Me

And He Dreams Of God And Country
And He's Feeling Really Bad
And He's Sitting In A Prison
Should He Lie Down Do Nothing
Should Give In Or Go Mad

Give Ireland Back To The Irish
Don't Make Them Have To Take It Away
Give Ireland Back To The Irish
Make Ireland Irish Today

Give Ireland Back To The Irish
Don't Make Them Have To Take It Away
Give Ireland Back To The Irish
Make Ireland Irish Today
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Those songs are great becaise they have lots of meaning but songs that just sound cool are RATM - Killing in the name of nad Rammstein -Ich Will, Laichzeit and Megaherz - Kopf Durch Die Wand

[antieverything]

You're doped by religion and sex and tv/and you think your so clever and classless and free/but you're still fucking peasants just as far as I can see

A working class hero is something to be/A working class hero is something to be

-John Lennon, Working Class Hero

[elizquierdista]

If you guys don't mind, I'll just add a couple of great songs in few languages.

Vico C-La Recta Final

Habro los ojos, me levanto leo el Vocero
Y el porciento de la paz es cero
Crimenes violaciones, mucha malicia
Y no me entero de las buenas noticias
La culpa es de nosotros el bajo mundo
El paraiso el señor vagabundo
Que sueña sin trabajar con mucha ambicion
Pero le falta mucha proteccion
La clase alta tambien tiene culpa de los actos, ?por que?
Por la corruption, excacto
Matan la gente sin pena, esa es su mision
Asi es que viven ganando dinero a monton
No lo interrogue fiscal no busque pista
Ponte a pensar hay que ser realista
El rico invierte dinero de inmediato
Despues el pobre se da el arrebato
Siempre es lo mismo, es como un drama
Es como una pelicula de fama
Siempre lo mismo y entre comillas
Es como una planta pero sin semillas
Dinero puede controlar hasta la corte
Tanto en el sur como alla en el norte
Creen que lo lujoso es la salvacion
Y ahi es que el corrupto entra en accion
Aplastando, abusando, asesinando
Con el dinero poniendose al mando
El pobre siempre se siente esperar
Que se haga justicia aqui en la recta final

Yo no planto bandera pues yo no soy Cristobal Colon
Yo soy de Las Acasias cien por siento de corazon
De ningun caserio yo me quiero hacer dueño
No soy un extranjero soy puertoriqueño
Lo guapos se creen que son conquistadores
Y quieren adueñarse de todos los sectores
Ahi es que empiezan a reglar el asunto al tratar
De desasparecerlos del punto
Entonces vienen los tiros y puñaladas
La vida del guapeton esta destrozada
La gente lo vio la policia llego
El asesino es bravo asi que nadie hablo
Asi es la ley del asesinato aqui en Borinquen
Dejan que los criminales afinquen
Si esto sigue asi escucha bien mi hermano
Los niños creceran con un cañon en la mano
Nuestros futuros, se borraran
Los tiroteos, se mantendran
Los inocentes, se quejaran
Pues no tienen la culpa de estar como estan
Cerrando sus casas con mil cerraduras
Asi sus vidas estaran mas seguras
Pero para tener una vida mas pura
Creer en Cristo es la mejor cura
Yo siento pasar las balas por mi cara
Ese para mi no es una cosa bien rara
El mundo es asi y hay que aceptar
Que donde estamos viviendo es en la recta final

La envidia
Otro objeto que asesina
Si te dejas llevar te extermina, te cuca,te agita
Te hace sentir bien mal
Ahi es que el envidioso empieza a matar
Y tratar de encontrar la manera de vencer
Dinero y fama no se puede tener
El envidioso vigila todos los pasos que da
Tu hechas pa`lante y el te hecha pa`tras
La envidia se ve dentro de la gente plastica
Que por encima se ven bien fantastica
Pero algun dia la espalda les das
Te apuntan y *POW* no vives mas
El sexo, cuando se hace por abuso
Que mal se debe sentir el intruso
Violando una niña sin piedad alguna
Violando niños sacados de la cuna
El hombre que sabe se comporta diferente
Usa la labia inmediatamente
Y cuando estan para chuparse los dedos
Convence a *la señorita con todo y miedo
La monta, la lleva, la besa ,la soba
Le hace promesas, la coje de boba
Y de repente la deja atras
Al ver que le ha quitado la virginidad
Las senoritas tienen novios y con tal de conservarlos
Tienden a desnudarse y amarlos
Su padres sufren y tendran que luchar
Contra el abuso del sexo aqui en la recta final

Contra el abuso del sexo aqui en la recta final

Enfermedades
Tanto el AIDS como el cancer
En todo el mundo hacen un balance
De vida y muerte, paz y sufrimiento
Y corazones que mueren bien lentos
La culpa es del ignorante que no ha captado
Que la prostitucion lo deja dañados
Tambien la jeringuilla que ha sido usada
Te deja el cuerpo y las venas dañadas
Sifilis, Distrofia muscular y herpes
Son integrantes del grupo de la muerte
Lo digo bien claro por que asi es que es
Si no se cuida el proximo va a ser usted
La droga
Quimica extra-peligrosa
Causante de la perdida de vidas hermosas
Es una plaga mundial no cualquier cosa
Un mal de sangre y el diablo se lo goza
La S-I-N-S-E ?la probaste? aja, dime ?como te fue?
Te tirastes por el piso como un bon de callejon
Tus amigos te tenian en un vacilon
A cada santo le debias una vela de las caras
La mariguana esa te dejo sin nada
Y una noche testigo yo fuí
Gritaron !Aguaaa! y te cojieron a ti
En la prision el jefe te dio par de detalles
Tenia una carta recibida de la calle
Que decia que a ti no te gustaba pagar
Asi que fuiste una victima de la recta final

El mundo sigue dando vueltas
Y el ser humano se arrastra con el
Pero para todo hay una salida
Y en la recta final hay una salida
Es una puerta por donde pocos entraran y muchos se quedaran
Esto no ha sido una simple opinion
Sino lo que yo siento y vivo en torno la verdad de la vida
Y para todos ustedes
Hasta siempre

Jo! ten confianza no seas pesimista
De corazon hay que ser optimista
Yo se que mi tema ha penetrado en ti
Te lo dice D.J. Negro, Playero tambien Vico-C
Enfermedades, droga adiccion, asesinatos tambien corrupcion
Son cosas de la que tienes que evitar
Asi que pon mucho ojos
Aqui en la recta final

[elizquierdista]

Some words are misspelled and I don't really feel like correcting them, but you get the idea.

Guns n' Roses-Civil War

'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

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
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
Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway

[elizquierdista]

Francesco Guccini-Stagioni

Quanto tempo è passato da quel giorno d'autunno
di un ottobre avanzato, con il cielo già bruno,
fra sessioni di esami, giorni persi in pigrizia,
giovanili ciarpami, arrivò la notizia...

Ci prese come un pugno, ci gelò di sconforto,
sapere a brutto grugno che Guevara era morto:
in quel giorno d'ottobre, in terra boliviana
era tradito e perso Ernesto "Che" Guevara...

Si offuscarono i libri, si rabbuiò la stanza,
perché con lui era morta una nostra speranza:
erano gli anni fatati di miti cantati e di contestazioni,
erano i giorni passati a discutere e a tessere le belle illusioni...

"Che" Guevara era morto, ma ognuno lo credeva
che con noi il suo pensiero nel mondo rimaneva...
"Che" Guevara era morto, ma ognuno lo credeva
che con noi il suo pensiero nel mondo rimaneva...

Passarono stagioni, ma continuammo ancora
a mangiare illusioni e verità a ogni ora,
anni di ogni scoperta, anni senza rimpianti:
"Forza Compagni, all'erta, si deve andare avanti! "

E avanti andammo sempre con le nostre bandiere
e intonandole tutte quelle nostre chimere...
In un giorno d'ottobre, in terra boliviana,
con cento colpi è morto Ernesto "Che" Guevara...

Il terzo mondo piange, ognuno adesso sa
che "Che" Guevara è morto, mai più ritornerà,
ma qualcosa cambiava, finirono i giorni di quelle emozioni
e rialzaron la testa i nemici di sempre contro le ribellioni...

"Che" Guevara era morto e ognuno lo capiva
che un eroe si perdeva, che qualcosa finiva...
"Che" Guevara era morto e ognuno lo capiva
che un eroe si perdeva, che qualcosa finiva...

E qualcosa negli anni terminò per davvero
cozzando contro gli inganni del vivere giornaliero:
i Compagni di un giorno o partiti o venduti,
sembra si giri attorno a pochi sopravvissuti...

Proprio per questo ora io vorrei ascoltare
una voce che ancora incominci a cantare:
In un giorno d'ottobre, in terra boliviana,
con cento colpi è morto Ernesto "Che" Guevara...

Il terzo mondo piange, ognuno adesso sa
che "Che" Guevara è morto, forse non tornerà,
ma voi reazionari tremate, non sono finite le rivoluzioni
e voi, a decine, che usate parole diverse, le stesse prigioni,

da qualche parte un giorno, dove non si saprà,
dove non l'aspettate, il "Che" ritornerà,
da qualche parte un giorno, dove non si saprà,
dove non l'aspettate, il "Che" ritornerà !

[elizquierdista]

Papa Roach-Between Angels and Insects

[uth1984]

Gil Scott-Heron's The revolution will not be televised:


You will not be able to stay home, brother.

You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out.

You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip,

Skip out for beer during commercials,

Because the revolution will not be televised.



The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox

In 4 parts without commercial interruptions.

The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon

blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John

Mitchell, General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat

hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary.

The revolution will not be televised.



The revolution will not be brought to you by the

Schaefer Award Theatre and will not star Natalie

Woods and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia.

The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal.

The revolution will not get rid of the nubs.

The revolution will not make you look five pounds

thinner, because the revolution will not be televised, Brother.



There will be no pictures of you and Willie May

pushing that shopping cart down the block on the dead run,

or trying to slide that color television into a stolen ambulance.

NBC will not be able predict the winner at 8:32

or report from 29 districts.

The revolution will not be televised.



There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down

brothers in the instant replay.

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down

brothers in the instant replay.

There will be no pictures of Whitney Young being

run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process.

There will be no slow motion or still life of Roy

Wilkens strolling through Watts in a Red, Black and

Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving

For just the proper occasion.



Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville

Junction will no longer be so damned relevant, and

women will not care if Dick finally gets down with

Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people

will be in the street looking for a brighter day.

The revolution will not be televised.



There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clock

news and no pictures of hairy armed women

liberationists and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose.

The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb,

Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom

Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdink, or the Rare Earth.

The revolution will not be televised.



The revolution will not be right back after a message

bbout a white tornado, white lightning, or white people.

You will not have to worry about a dove in your

bedroom, a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl.

The revolution will not go better with Coke.

The revolution will not fight the germs that may cause bad breath.

The revolution will put you in the driver's seat.



The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised,

will not be televised, will not be televised.

The revolution will be no re-run brothers;

The revolution will be live.

[peaccenicked]

The Companeros

( Ewan MacColl )

The good ship Granma lies at anchor in the harbour
Waiting for the evening tide to bring high water
It's bound for Cuba she must go across the Gulf of Mexico
And the Caribbean ocean
She's carrying a human cargo,
Eighty-three good compañeros
Each one burning with determination to be free

Against Batista, the Fidelistas
Courage was their only armour
As they fought at Fidel's side
With Che Guevara

Ten days out from Mexico these compañeros
Landed on the Cuban beach Los Colorados
Fidel said, this year will see our country and its people free
Or else we will be martyrs
We've only guns enough for twenty,
the enemy has arms a-plenty
Meet him then defeat him and he'll keep us well supplied

Five weeks later in the Canyon Del Arroyo
The people's army numbered eighteen compañeros
Hungry, weak, but unafraid,
They're learning Revolution's trade
In the high Sierra Maestra
And in the mountains winds are blowing
Bearing seeds of hope and sowing
Crops in Cuban earth that mark the birth of victory

On compañeros, to El Uvero!
Courage was their only armour
As they fought at Fidel's side
With Che Guevara

They fought their way across the peak of El Turquino
Joined by peasant bands and men from Santiago
They faced Batista's tanks and planes
And drove them down into the plains
From the high Sierra Maestra
They drove the gangsters from Las Villas
Straight across the Cordilleras
Santa Clara fell to Che Guevara and was free

The fire lit on that Cuban beach by Fidel Castro
Shines all the way to Tierra del Fuego
Its sparks are blown upon the breeze
And men rise up from off their knees
When they see the night is burning
It blazes up in Venezuela, Bolivia and Guatemala
Lights the road that men must go in order to be free

On compañeros, Americanos!
For a peoples' free America
Fidel has shown the way with Che Guevara




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NOTE :
Live in Edinburgh (1985)

[MOLOTOV]

"Monee-e-ey
so they sa-ay
is
the
root
of
all evil
t-o-d-a-a-a-y"-Pink Floyd's "money"

"black hole sun/ won't you come/ and wash away the pain" Sound garden

Well, they'll stone you and say that it's the end
Then they'll stone you and then they'll come back again
They'll stone you when you're riding in your car
They'll stone you when you're playing your guitar
Yes, but I would not feel so all alone
Everybody must get stoned

Well, they'll stone you when you are all alone
They'll stone you when you are walking home
They'll stone you and then say they are brave
They'll stone you when you're set down in your grave
But I would not feel so alone
Everybody must get stoned
bob dylan

[themanwill]

The obvious
Fuck you I won't do what you tell me - RATM
also Judith by a perfect circle has some good lyrics

[synthesis]

Hey Brother Christian with your high and mighty errand
Your actions speak so loud I can't hear a word you're saying
(I want to conquer the world)

And Billy was a lunatic, just barkin' at the moon, and his brain was totally wasted
He then exchanged his friends for a needle and a spoon and he threw his future away
Bolt the door and lock away the key, your dim reflection is all that you can see
So where is the justice when no one is at fault and a human life is tragically wasted?
How fragile is the flame that burns within us all to light each passing day?
(Billy)

There's no vestige of a beginning, no prospect of an end
When we all disintegrate it will all happen again
If you came to conquer you'll be king for a day
But you too will deteriorate and quickly fade away
So believe these words you hear when you think your path is clear
You do not understand, you have no control, you are not in command
(No Control)

-Bad Religion



What is the secret of this time of mine?
Two souls in communion, both body and mind.
Is it special magic, or just the nature of things?
Conceived of great spirit, not for beggars but for kings.

You who have found it please help me along.
I'm a man, I'm a man, - I'm not made out of stone.
My needs they are simple, I don't want anything,
but I surely want to fly on those wings, on the run, one more time.

-Grateful Dead

White collar conservative flashin' down the street
Pointing their plastic finger at me
They're hoping soon my kind will drop and die but
I'm gonna wave my freak flag high
-Jimi Hendrix

Too many great Bob Marley quotes, but the one in my quote's probably my favorite.

(Edited by DyerMaker at 4:42 am on Sep. 30, 2002)