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Music for the times

Add some songs that you think express the 2011 zeitgeist!   cheeky

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"You are the witness of

"You are the witness of change and to counteract, we gotta take the power back."

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"It's called the American dream, because you have to be asleep to believe it." ~George Carlin

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Yeah, yeah it's sooo yesterday, but still

the more things change, the more they stay the same

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jeeze...i always thought 'the

jeeze...i always thought 'the temptations' was an all female group.

(JFK talking)
To a new generation of Americans.

(Nixon talking)
I must put the interest of America first. People have got to know whether or not their president?s a crook. Well I?m not a crook.

(Slaine)
I'm an American

(Charles Manson)
United States of America is the demon of the world.

(Slaine)
I'm a product of America, youth psychotic from narcotics
Born consumers and STD's, yeah I got it
A victim of a media machine, violence and lust
Top to bottom and greedy in between
I'm a menace with big dreams
And no morals to stop me from none
I gotta get mine, that's why I went and copped me a gun
Police'd put me in a cage if they could lock me in one
These dudes'd kill me out of jealousy, they'd pop me and run
Shit I'm bloodthirsty too, we were raised with foul ways
It's in everything we watch and listen to nowadays
When the younger kids are way more depraved
With a hunger for beef, some'll run around the neighbourhood crazed
Land of the free, home of the brave, my world is a morgue
One day I'll lay alone in a grave, still my dome is enslaved
In the haze of the power I crave
I can't help it, this is how I was raised

(Ill Bill)
My synergy's a conspiracy, I hit the scene like spinning guillotines
Villains creep through your village deep while idiots sleep
I'm awake, dominate, annihilate, I violate
Obliterate, incinerate, exterminate, I'm an American
Murder, hate, violence and war, tyrants galore
Riots and more, a violent uproar, the rise of the poor, we monitor all
Everybody signed at the door
So walk out now or you may never survive at all
We murder capitals, turn hometowns to homicides
TNT tinted Econolines
My take on society's beyond the fabrications that they prophesized
Colonize through modern lies
Economize and sodomize
Humanity everyday, vanity scrape
Gravity take hold of your sanity, wait
This is not an exercise, this is real life
Salvage your fate, contaminated planet of hate
The children sing a passage of faith
Lavish taste was a trait of Alexander the Great
Savage grace gravitate to mathematics & space
Like Dr. Malachi when the hidden cameras invade
Get shafted and played like the others these cannibals ate. I'm an American

(Everlast)
America! America! God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood, from sea to shining sea.
(Ill Bill)
blowjob and a pizza
I'm an American

(Everlast)
Hey yo my gluttonous nature is imperialistic
I'm completely irrational, I'm unrealistic
Got the right to talk shit, got the right to bear arms
I bring disease, I bring famine with some guns and some bombs
Got my four horse squad, my lightning rod
I'm in a beef with the Devil and I fight for God
I'm from the Highland clans, I'm on some stolen lands
The crown jewel in the New World Order plans
Get your quarter cam, place your order, man
Step up right this way to slaughter, lamb
While every one of y'all freedoms got emancipated
You just surfed on the net and you masturbated
We got hoes, we got bloods, we got sex, we got drugs
We got laws, we got all the right people to break 'em
We got blood, you got oil, you got land we can spoil
We got bigger, better guns, yo I know we can take 'em

(B-Real)
Once upon a time in America there was a hustler holding a Derringer
Wearing a black hoodie and living life like the predator
Hated this life, embarrassed of being alone
The little he knows will get him a past
Assed out with his head blown
It?s no living, the land of the lost
Could've been a leader but put on the cross
Needed to push for his cause
Breaking laws, now he's a felon
The system is flawed
Praying to God every day of this life fighting the odds
He wants a piece of the pie, the gleam in his eye
American dream in his mind, led him astray in his stride
Inside of a cell, he put his whole family through hell
Broken apart, breaking his mother's heart
He started in school when he was on the path to losing his mind
Whatever happened to, 'No child gets left behind'?
Just another slogan I'm hoping that you can comprehend
I'm born to struggle, I'm an American

(Everlast)
America! America! God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood, from sea to shining sea.
(Ill Bill)
blowjob and a pizza
I'm an American

 
 
 
 
These are the days of revenge so sweet.
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
There is a fear in the air that I have prayed for, for my whole life.
Can you feel it? And do you fear it?
And Malcolm was right:
The hate that we've sown has come home in the night.
So wake up. It's time to die.
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
'cause we've reached the end of the lies:

Just take a look at the papers, and your leaders:
they're killers and they're liars.
See what they do in your name to make the bodies pile higher.
The murders and the terror, they've done it forever
as we sit back and smile at the script that they sell us.

So now they come for me. 
So now they come for you.
We didn't hear and now there's nothing we can do.

Holy Mother of Columbine,
say a prayer for me and the USA.
Blessed martyrs of Palestine,
come and strike us down.
How dare we pray?

Osama is the demon that keeps you all safe in your cells.
Believe it. Oh sweet revenge...
And Jesus himself would condemn us all to this self-made hell.
Can you dig it? Oh sweet revenge...
Hell is the sign of our times:

But now the victims, they're rising;
their numbers are multiplying.
They want their revenge for the years that they've been dying.

So now they come for me.
So now they come for you.
We didn't care and now there's nothing we can do.

Holy Mother of Columbine,
Save a prayer for me.
Blessed martyrs of Palestine,
Come and strike us down.

Oh sweet revenge...

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Megadeth - Washington is

Megadeth - Washington is Next

The quiet war has begun with silent weapons

And the new slavery is to keep the people
Poor and stupid, "Novus Ordo Seclorum"

How can there be any logic in biological war?
We all know this is wrong, but the New World Order's
Beating down the door, oh something needs to be done

There was a King, an evil King,
Who dreamt the wickedest of dreams
An ancient mystery, no prophet could interpret
Of seven years of famine, the wolf is at my door
As predicted years ago, that that was, that is, that is no more

The word predicts the future and tells the truth about the past
Of how the world leaders will hail the new Pharaoh
The eighth false king to the throne: Washington is Next!

Disengage their minds, sabotage their health
Promote sex and war and violence in the kindergartens
Blame the parents and teachers; it's their fault, "Annuit Coeptis"
Attack the church dynamic, attack the family
Keep the public undisciplined 'til nothing left is sacred and
The "have-not's" get hooked and have to go to the "have's" just to cop a fix

I am the King (an evil king),
Who dreams the wickedest of dreams
An ancient mystery, nobody could interpret
Of seven empires falling, the wolf is at my door
As predicted years ago, that that was, that is, that is no more

The word predicts my future and tells the truth about my past
Of how the world's leaders are waiting to usher in
The eighth world power of modern Rome: Washington is Next!

There was a King, an evil king,
Who dreamt the wickedest of dreams
An ancient mystery, no prophet could interpret
Of seven empires falling, the wolf is at my door
As predicted years ago, that that was, that is, that is no more

I am a King, and I dream the wildest dreams
Nobody could interpret
Seven empires falling, the wolf is at my door
Oh, that that was, that is, that is no more

There's something at my door, some ancient mystery
The future tells the truth about my past
And I'm the eighth false king to the throne
I've got you in my crosshairs, now, ain't that a bitch?

Washington, you're next!

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It’s so loud inside my head...

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A couple by the Clash

London Calling

London's Burning

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Prophetic...

Steppenwolf's "Monster-Suicide-America" is one of the most prophetic songs ever written in my opinion.  Sorry, can't find a decent quality live version.

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This is originally a Genesis song from the 1980s.

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This is no time to not know

This is no time to not know who you are...

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Trouble Every Day

Frank Zappa - Trouble Every Day

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Workingman's Blues #2

Bob Dylan, Love the music but only the words are really needed here. Lots of homage to his earlier works all throughout turdland since day 1, but I have to admit you fogeys are really dating yourselves disregarding his newer material.

THIS MAN IS STILL ALIVE AND TOURING 200+ DAYS A YEAR!!!

Also, he has come a long way since 'all along the watchtower'

Love and Theft may be the greatest summer themed album ever made (just had to throw that out there)

Submitted for your approval, and with all you turds in mind, I present

Workingman's Blues #2

There's an evenin' haze settlin' over the town
Starlight by the edge of the creek
The buyin' power of the proletariat's gone down
Money's gettin' shallow and weak
The place I love best is a sweet memory
It's a new path that we trod
They say low wages are a reality
If we want to compete abroad

My cruel weapons have been put on the shelf
Come sit down on my knee
You are dearer to me than myself
As you yourself can see
I'm listenin' to the steel rails hum
Got both eyes tight shut
Just sitting here trying to keep the hunger from
Creeping it's way into my gut

Meet me at the bottom, don't lag behind
Bring me my boots and shoes
You can hang back or fight your best on the front line
Sing a little bit of these workingman's blues

Now, I'm sailin' on back, ready for the long haul
Tossed by the winds and the seas
I'll drag ‘em all down to hell and I'll stand ‘em at the wall
I'll sell ‘em to their enemies
I'm tryin' to feed my soul with thought
Gonna sleep off the rest of the day
Sometimes no one wants what we got
Sometimes you can't give it away

Now the place is ringed with countless foes
Some of them may be deaf and dumb
No man, no woman knows
The hour that sorrow will come
In the dark I hear the night birds call
I can hear a lover's breath
I sleep in the kitchen with my feet in the hall
Sleep is like a temporary death

Meet me at the bottom, don't lag behind
Bring me my boots and shoes
You can hang back or fight your best on the front line
Sing a little bit of these workingman's blues

Well, they burned my barn, they stole my horse
I can't save a dime
I got to be careful, I don't want to be forced
Into a life of continual crime
I can see for myself that the sun is sinking
How I wish you were here to see
Tell me now, am I wrong in thinking
That you have forgotten me?

Now they worry and they hurry and they fuss and they fret
They waste your nights and days
Them I will forget
But you I'll remember always
Old memories of you to me have clung
You've wounded me with words
Gonna have to straighten out your tongue
It's all true, everything you have heard

Meet me at the bottom, don't lag behind
Bring me my boots and shoes
You can hang back or fight your best on the front line
Sing a little bit of these workingman's blues

In you, my friend, I find no blame
Wanna look in my eyes, please do
No one can ever claim
That I took up arms against you
All across the peaceful sacred fields
They will lay you low
They'll break your horns and slash you with steel
I say it so it must be so

Now I'm down on my luck and I'm black and blue
Gonna give you another chance
I'm all alone and I'm expecting you
To lead me off in a cheerful dance
Got a brand new suit and a brand new wife
I can live on rice and beans
Some people never worked a day in their life
Don't know what work even means

Meet me at the bottom, don't lag behind
Bring me my boots and shoes
You can hang back or fight your best on the front line
Sing a little bit of these workingman's blues

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Muse: Uprising

Good video here that starts with a quick interview then some footage of the Spanish rEVOLution.

! Love the song. This was the first I'd heard it, but the lyrics and beat are powerful.

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Break These Chains

I was reading down through one of the recent blog post comment threads and saw a photo that immediately made me think of this song. The visual presentation is different, but I kinda like it.

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Alone at night sweatin' with visions of Armaggedon

Don't succumb to this culture of fear

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We think we've come so far

On all our lies we depend

We see no consequence

This is the beginning of the end

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Uncle Tupelo...Life Worth Livin'

Now this whole damn mess is becoming quite clear...

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