Songs That Express How You Feel Today Part 2
Moderator: Super Moderators
The Revolution Will Not Be Televised GSH
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 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 about 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.
http://www.gilscottheron.com/revnottel.mp3
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 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 about 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.
http://www.gilscottheron.com/revnottel.mp3
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The Disposable Heroes of HipHoprisy
Television, The Drug Of A Nation
==========
One Nation under God has turned into
One Nation under the influence of one drug
Television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
On television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
T.V., I.T. satellite links our United States of unconciousness
Apathetic, therapeutic and extremely addictive,
the methadone metronome pumping out 150 channels
24 hours a day
You can flip through all of them
And still there’s nothing worth watching
T.V. is the reason why less than ten percent of our Nation reads books daily
why most people think Central America means Kansas
Socialism means unAmerican
and Apartheid is a new headache remedy
Absorbed in its world it’s so hard to find us
It shapes our minds the most
Maybe the mother of our Nation should remind us
that we’re sitting to close ... to the
Television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
On television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
T.V. is the stomping ground for political candidates
Where bears in the woods are chased by Grecian Formula’d bald eagles
T.V. is mechanized politic’s remote control over the masses
co-sponsered by environmentally safe gases
watch for the PBS special
It’s the perpetuation of the two party system
where image takes precedence over wisdom
Where sound bite politics are served to the fastfood culture
Where straight teeth in your mouth
are more important than the words that come out of it
Race baiting is the way to get selected
Willie Horton or Will he not get elected on . . .
Television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
On television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
T.V. is it the reflector or the director?
Does it imitate us or do we imitate it?
Because a child watches 1500 murders before he’s twelve years old
and we wonder how we’ve created a Jason generation
that learns to laugh rather than abhor the horror
T.V. is the place where armchair generals and quarterbacks
can experience first hand the excitement of video warfare
as the theme song is sung in the background
Sugar sweet sitcoms that leave us with a bad actor taste
while pop stars metamorphosize into soda pop stars
You saw the video
You heard the soundtrack
Well now go buy the soft drink
Well, the only cola that I support
would be a union C.O.L.A. (Cost of Living Allowance)
On television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
On television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
Back again, “New and Improved”,
we return to our irregularly programmed schedule
hidden cleverly between heavy breasted beer and car commericals
CNN, ESPN, ABC, TNT… but mostly B.S.
Where oxymoronic language like “virtually spotless”
“fresh frozen” “light yet filling” and “military intelligence”
have become standard
T.V. is the place where phrases are redefined
like “recession” to “necessary downturn”
“crude oil” on a beach to “mousse”
“Civilian death” to “collateral damages”
and being killed by your own Army is now called “friendly fire”
T.V. is the place where the pursuit of happiness has become the pursuit of trivia
Where toothpaste and cars have become sex objects
Where imagination is sucked out of children by a cathode ray nipple
T.V. is the only wet nurse that would create a cripple
Television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
On television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
On television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
On television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
Television, The Drug Of A Nation
==========
One Nation under God has turned into
One Nation under the influence of one drug
Television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
On television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
T.V., I.T. satellite links our United States of unconciousness
Apathetic, therapeutic and extremely addictive,
the methadone metronome pumping out 150 channels
24 hours a day
You can flip through all of them
And still there’s nothing worth watching
T.V. is the reason why less than ten percent of our Nation reads books daily
why most people think Central America means Kansas
Socialism means unAmerican
and Apartheid is a new headache remedy
Absorbed in its world it’s so hard to find us
It shapes our minds the most
Maybe the mother of our Nation should remind us
that we’re sitting to close ... to the
Television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
On television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
T.V. is the stomping ground for political candidates
Where bears in the woods are chased by Grecian Formula’d bald eagles
T.V. is mechanized politic’s remote control over the masses
co-sponsered by environmentally safe gases
watch for the PBS special
It’s the perpetuation of the two party system
where image takes precedence over wisdom
Where sound bite politics are served to the fastfood culture
Where straight teeth in your mouth
are more important than the words that come out of it
Race baiting is the way to get selected
Willie Horton or Will he not get elected on . . .
Television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
On television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
T.V. is it the reflector or the director?
Does it imitate us or do we imitate it?
Because a child watches 1500 murders before he’s twelve years old
and we wonder how we’ve created a Jason generation
that learns to laugh rather than abhor the horror
T.V. is the place where armchair generals and quarterbacks
can experience first hand the excitement of video warfare
as the theme song is sung in the background
Sugar sweet sitcoms that leave us with a bad actor taste
while pop stars metamorphosize into soda pop stars
You saw the video
You heard the soundtrack
Well now go buy the soft drink
Well, the only cola that I support
would be a union C.O.L.A. (Cost of Living Allowance)
On television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
On television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
Back again, “New and Improved”,
we return to our irregularly programmed schedule
hidden cleverly between heavy breasted beer and car commericals
CNN, ESPN, ABC, TNT… but mostly B.S.
Where oxymoronic language like “virtually spotless”
“fresh frozen” “light yet filling” and “military intelligence”
have become standard
T.V. is the place where phrases are redefined
like “recession” to “necessary downturn”
“crude oil” on a beach to “mousse”
“Civilian death” to “collateral damages”
and being killed by your own Army is now called “friendly fire”
T.V. is the place where the pursuit of happiness has become the pursuit of trivia
Where toothpaste and cars have become sex objects
Where imagination is sucked out of children by a cathode ray nipple
T.V. is the only wet nurse that would create a cripple
Television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
On television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
On television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
On television, the drug of the Nation
Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation
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Something to Believe in ~ Poison
Will I see him on the tv
Preachin bout the promised land
He tells me to believe in jesus
And steals the money from my hand
Some say he was a good man
But lord I think he sinned, yeah
Twenty-two years of mental tears
Cries a suicidal vietnam vet
Who fought a losing war on a foreign shore
To find his country didnt want him back
Their bullets took his best friend in saigon
Our lawyers took his wife and kids, no regrets
In a time I dont remember
In a war he cant forget
He cried forgive me for what Ive done there
Cause I never meant the things I did
And give me something to believe in
If theres a lord above
And give me something to believe in
Oh, lord arise
My best friend died a lonely man
In some palm springs hotel room
I got the call last christmas eve
And they told me the news
I tried all night not to break down and cry
As the tears rolled down my face
I felt so cold and empty
Like a lost soul out of place
And the mirror, mirror on the wall
Sees my smile it fades again
Sometimes I wish to God I didnt know now
The things I didnt know then
Road you gotta take me home
I drive by the homeless sleeping on a cold dark street
Like bodies in an open grave
Underneath the broken old neon sign
That used to read jesus saves
A mile away live the rich folks
And I see how theyre living it up
While the poor they eat from hand to mouth
The rich is drinkin from a golden cup
And it just makes me wonder
Why so many lose, so few win
You take the high road
And Ill take the low road
Sometimes I wish to God I didnt know now
The things I didnt know then
And give me something to believe in
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xe71zCA5xFQ
Preachin bout the promised land
He tells me to believe in jesus
And steals the money from my hand
Some say he was a good man
But lord I think he sinned, yeah
Twenty-two years of mental tears
Cries a suicidal vietnam vet
Who fought a losing war on a foreign shore
To find his country didnt want him back
Their bullets took his best friend in saigon
Our lawyers took his wife and kids, no regrets
In a time I dont remember
In a war he cant forget
He cried forgive me for what Ive done there
Cause I never meant the things I did
And give me something to believe in
If theres a lord above
And give me something to believe in
Oh, lord arise
My best friend died a lonely man
In some palm springs hotel room
I got the call last christmas eve
And they told me the news
I tried all night not to break down and cry
As the tears rolled down my face
I felt so cold and empty
Like a lost soul out of place
And the mirror, mirror on the wall
Sees my smile it fades again
Sometimes I wish to God I didnt know now
The things I didnt know then
Road you gotta take me home
I drive by the homeless sleeping on a cold dark street
Like bodies in an open grave
Underneath the broken old neon sign
That used to read jesus saves
A mile away live the rich folks
And I see how theyre living it up
While the poor they eat from hand to mouth
The rich is drinkin from a golden cup
And it just makes me wonder
Why so many lose, so few win
You take the high road
And Ill take the low road
Sometimes I wish to God I didnt know now
The things I didnt know then
And give me something to believe in
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xe71zCA5xFQ
Move Any Mountain Shamen
I will not Fail nor Falter I shall Succeed
My Perception is Altered I do Believe
Faith is so Strong Now Nothing shall Bar my way
Firm Conviction is no Fiction This is my Day
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
I Walk so Tall Ascending I Stand so High
Earth Below me Revolving Above the Sky
I Feel no Fear To be here is oh so fine
Shining Brightly Like Sunlight Inside my Mind
Well You Know that any Mountain Is Capable of Moving
The Shamen and The New Generation they Are Proving
You can be what You want to be
Let your soul and your body and your mind Be Free
One of a kind, We all are that
And going all the way is where I'm at
With delivery smooth like water from a fountain
That's why I can move Any Mountain Move Any Mountain
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
Move Any Mountain
Move Any Mountain
Move Any Mountain
Future Feeling new sensation
Body is rockin and the mind is reeling
And Rolling racing changing motion
Flowing like a river into the Ocean
Better get yourself ready For the next transition
'Cos the time is right for a new vibration
My Vision one nation one Tribe
One day'll come the might to Move Any Mountain
Move Any Mountain
Move Any Mountain
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
I Walk so Tall Ascending I Stand so High
Earth Below me Revolving Above the Sky
I Feel no Fear To be here is oh so fine
Shining Brightly Like Sunlight Inside my Mind
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3-o15Xmaz2A
I will not Fail nor Falter I shall Succeed
My Perception is Altered I do Believe
Faith is so Strong Now Nothing shall Bar my way
Firm Conviction is no Fiction This is my Day
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
I Walk so Tall Ascending I Stand so High
Earth Below me Revolving Above the Sky
I Feel no Fear To be here is oh so fine
Shining Brightly Like Sunlight Inside my Mind
Well You Know that any Mountain Is Capable of Moving
The Shamen and The New Generation they Are Proving
You can be what You want to be
Let your soul and your body and your mind Be Free
One of a kind, We all are that
And going all the way is where I'm at
With delivery smooth like water from a fountain
That's why I can move Any Mountain Move Any Mountain
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
Move Any Mountain
Move Any Mountain
Move Any Mountain
Future Feeling new sensation
Body is rockin and the mind is reeling
And Rolling racing changing motion
Flowing like a river into the Ocean
Better get yourself ready For the next transition
'Cos the time is right for a new vibration
My Vision one nation one Tribe
One day'll come the might to Move Any Mountain
Move Any Mountain
Move Any Mountain
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
I Walk so Tall Ascending I Stand so High
Earth Below me Revolving Above the Sky
I Feel no Fear To be here is oh so fine
Shining Brightly Like Sunlight Inside my Mind
I can Move Move Move Any Mountain
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3-o15Xmaz2A
Out in the Country Lyrics
Artist(Band):Three Dog Night
(written by Paul Williams and Roger Nichols)
Whenever I need to leave it all behind
Or feel the need to get away
I find a quiet place, far from the human race
Out in the country
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
Whenever I feel them closing in on me
Or need a bit of room to move
When life becomes too fast, I find relief at last
Out in the country
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
------ organ ------
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
(fade)
Artist(Band):Three Dog Night
(written by Paul Williams and Roger Nichols)
Whenever I need to leave it all behind
Or feel the need to get away
I find a quiet place, far from the human race
Out in the country
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
Whenever I feel them closing in on me
Or need a bit of room to move
When life becomes too fast, I find relief at last
Out in the country
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
------ organ ------
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
Out where the rivers like to run
I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
Before the breathin' air is gone
Before the sun is just a bright spot in the night-time
(fade)
A silent mouth is sweet to hear.
Irish saying
Irish saying
There Won't Be No Country Music
(There Won't Be No Rock 'N Roll)
By Bill Fries & Chip Davis
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Well it's only gonna be about a decade friend
Till they dam yer favorite river
So you can water ski just one more reservoir
And them supersonic ships is gonna take you cross that sea of pavement
To one more faceless brickyard on the shore
Yeah it's only gonna be about a year or so
Till they rip off all yer mountains boy
And that one last tired old eagle bites the sand
And all a that high and mighty scenery's gonna be leveled to the ground boy
By a bunch a them mindless strip mines on the land
So listen well my brothers
When you hear the night wind sigh
And you see the wild goose flyin' through the grey polluted sky
There won't be no country music
There won't be no rock and roll
Cause when they take away our country
They'll take away our soul
Well it's only gonna take about a month or so
Till the junkyards fill the prairies boy
And them smokin' yellow grass fires start to burn
And the warnings on them beer cans gonna be buried in them landfills
No deposit, no sad songs, and no return
Yeah it's only gonna take about a week or so
Till the factories blot the sun out
An' you gonna have turn yer lights on just to see
And them lights are gonna be neon, saying "Fly Our Jets To Paradise"
And the whole damn world is gonna be made of styrene!
Yeah it's only gonna be about a second boy
Till they take away all of this country
And they'll tell ya not to listen to this here song
And that far off sound of freedom, is gonna be an echo from the past
And the final tune is gonna be sad and long
And it's only gonna be about an eyeblink boy
Till they pull out the wool and blind us
So we just can't read all a them messages on the wall
But the only words that matter, oughta be scribbled all over them billboards
In big old black and bloody letters TEN FEET TALL
There won't be no country music
There won't be no rock and roll
Cause when they take away our country
They'll take away our soul
(There Won't Be No Rock 'N Roll)
By Bill Fries & Chip Davis
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Well it's only gonna be about a decade friend
Till they dam yer favorite river
So you can water ski just one more reservoir
And them supersonic ships is gonna take you cross that sea of pavement
To one more faceless brickyard on the shore
Yeah it's only gonna be about a year or so
Till they rip off all yer mountains boy
And that one last tired old eagle bites the sand
And all a that high and mighty scenery's gonna be leveled to the ground boy
By a bunch a them mindless strip mines on the land
So listen well my brothers
When you hear the night wind sigh
And you see the wild goose flyin' through the grey polluted sky
There won't be no country music
There won't be no rock and roll
Cause when they take away our country
They'll take away our soul
Well it's only gonna take about a month or so
Till the junkyards fill the prairies boy
And them smokin' yellow grass fires start to burn
And the warnings on them beer cans gonna be buried in them landfills
No deposit, no sad songs, and no return
Yeah it's only gonna take about a week or so
Till the factories blot the sun out
An' you gonna have turn yer lights on just to see
And them lights are gonna be neon, saying "Fly Our Jets To Paradise"
And the whole damn world is gonna be made of styrene!
Yeah it's only gonna be about a second boy
Till they take away all of this country
And they'll tell ya not to listen to this here song
And that far off sound of freedom, is gonna be an echo from the past
And the final tune is gonna be sad and long
And it's only gonna be about an eyeblink boy
Till they pull out the wool and blind us
So we just can't read all a them messages on the wall
But the only words that matter, oughta be scribbled all over them billboards
In big old black and bloody letters TEN FEET TALL
There won't be no country music
There won't be no rock and roll
Cause when they take away our country
They'll take away our soul
The Clash......... London Calling 1979
London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
London calling now dont look to us
Phoney beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling see we aint got no swing
Ex'cept for the ring of that truncheon thing
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Meltdown expected the wheat is growing thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
Cu's London is drowning now.. I live by the river
London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it brother, you can go it alone
London calling to the zombies of death
Quit holding out and draw another breath
London calling and I dont wanna shout
But while we were talking I saw you nodding out
London calling , see we aint got no high
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Engines stop running the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
Cu's London is drowning now.. I live by the river
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Engines stop running the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
Cu's London is drowning now... I live by the river
Now get this
London calling , yes, I was there, too
An you know what they said? well, some of it was true!
London calling at the top of the dial
And after all this, wont you give me a smile
London calling
I never felt so much a like......
London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
London calling now dont look to us
Phoney beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling see we aint got no swing
Ex'cept for the ring of that truncheon thing
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Meltdown expected the wheat is growing thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
Cu's London is drowning now.. I live by the river
London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it brother, you can go it alone
London calling to the zombies of death
Quit holding out and draw another breath
London calling and I dont wanna shout
But while we were talking I saw you nodding out
London calling , see we aint got no high
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Engines stop running the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
Cu's London is drowning now.. I live by the river
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Engines stop running the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
Cu's London is drowning now... I live by the river
Now get this
London calling , yes, I was there, too
An you know what they said? well, some of it was true!
London calling at the top of the dial
And after all this, wont you give me a smile
London calling
I never felt so much a like......
Alan Parsons Project › Eye In The Sky
Dont think sorrys easily said
Dont try turning tables instead
Youve taken lots of chances before
But Im not gonna give anymore
Dont ask me
Thats how it goes
Cause part of me knows what youre thinkin
Dont say words youre gonna regret
Dont let the fire rush to your head
Ive heard the accusation before
And I aint gonna take any more
Believe me
The sun in your eyes
Made some of the lies worth believing
Chorus:
I am the eye in the sky
Looking at you
I can read your mind
I am the maker of rules
Dealing with fools
I can cheat you blind
And I dont need to see any more
To know that
I can read your mind, I can read your mind
Dont leave false illusions behind
Dont cry cause I aint chnaging my mind
So find another fool like before
Cause I aint gonna live anymore believing
Some of the lies while all of the signs are deceiving
Dont think sorrys easily said
Dont try turning tables instead
Youve taken lots of chances before
But Im not gonna give anymore
Dont ask me
Thats how it goes
Cause part of me knows what youre thinkin
Dont say words youre gonna regret
Dont let the fire rush to your head
Ive heard the accusation before
And I aint gonna take any more
Believe me
The sun in your eyes
Made some of the lies worth believing
Chorus:
I am the eye in the sky
Looking at you
I can read your mind
I am the maker of rules
Dealing with fools
I can cheat you blind
And I dont need to see any more
To know that
I can read your mind, I can read your mind
Dont leave false illusions behind
Dont cry cause I aint chnaging my mind
So find another fool like before
Cause I aint gonna live anymore believing
Some of the lies while all of the signs are deceiving
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IF I HAD A HAMMER (The Hammer Song)
words and music by Lee Hays and Pete Seeger
http://youtube.com/watch?v=oyTO5vcFWuw Sung by Trini Lopez
If I had a hammer
I'd hammer in the morning
I'd hammer in the evening
All over this land
I'd hammer out danger
I'd hammer out a warning
I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters
All over this land
If I had a bell
I'd ring it in the morning
I'd ring it in the evening
All over this land
I'd ring out danger
I'd ring out a warning
I'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters
All over this land
If I had a song
I'd sing it in the morning
I'd sing it in the evening
All over this land
I'd sing out danger
I'd sing out a warning
I'd sing out love between my brothers and my sisters
All over this land
Well I've got a hammer
And I've got a bell
And I've got a song to sing
All over this land
It's the hammer of justice
It's the bell of freedom
It's the song about love between my brothers and my sisters
All over this land
words and music by Lee Hays and Pete Seeger
http://youtube.com/watch?v=oyTO5vcFWuw Sung by Trini Lopez
If I had a hammer
I'd hammer in the morning
I'd hammer in the evening
All over this land
I'd hammer out danger
I'd hammer out a warning
I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters
All over this land
If I had a bell
I'd ring it in the morning
I'd ring it in the evening
All over this land
I'd ring out danger
I'd ring out a warning
I'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters
All over this land
If I had a song
I'd sing it in the morning
I'd sing it in the evening
All over this land
I'd sing out danger
I'd sing out a warning
I'd sing out love between my brothers and my sisters
All over this land
Well I've got a hammer
And I've got a bell
And I've got a song to sing
All over this land
It's the hammer of justice
It's the bell of freedom
It's the song about love between my brothers and my sisters
All over this land
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Cyndi Lauper - Time After Time
Artist: Cyndi Lauper
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
and think of you
caught up in circles confusion--
is nothing new
Flashback--warm nights--
almost left behind
suitcases of memories,
time after--
sometimes you picture me--
I'm walking too far ahead
you're calling to me, I can't hear
what you've said--
Then you say--go slow--
I fall behind--
the second hand unwinds
chorus:
if you're lost you can look--and you will find me
time after time
if you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting
time after time
after my picture fades and darkness has
turned to gray
watching through windows--you're wondering
if I'm OK
secrets stolen from deep inside
the drum beats out of time--
chorus:
if you're lost...
you said go slow--
I fall behind
the second hand unwinds--
chorus:
if you're lost...
...time after time
time after time
time after time
time after time
Artist: Cyndi Lauper
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
and think of you
caught up in circles confusion--
is nothing new
Flashback--warm nights--
almost left behind
suitcases of memories,
time after--
sometimes you picture me--
I'm walking too far ahead
you're calling to me, I can't hear
what you've said--
Then you say--go slow--
I fall behind--
the second hand unwinds
chorus:
if you're lost you can look--and you will find me
time after time
if you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting
time after time
after my picture fades and darkness has
turned to gray
watching through windows--you're wondering
if I'm OK
secrets stolen from deep inside
the drum beats out of time--
chorus:
if you're lost...
you said go slow--
I fall behind
the second hand unwinds--
chorus:
if you're lost...
...time after time
time after time
time after time
time after time
"An Irish Blessing"
May the blessing of light be upon you,
Light on the outside, Light on the inside.
With God's sunlight shining on you,
May your heart glow with warmth
Like a turf fire that welcomes
friends and strangers alike.
May the light of the Lord shine from your eyes
Like a candle in the window
Welcoming the weary traveller.
May the blessing of God's soft rain be on you,
Falling gently on your head, refreshing your soul,
With the sweetness of little flowers newly blooming.
May the strength of the winds of Heaven bless you,
Carrying the rain to wash your spirit clean,
Sparkling after in the sunlight.
May the blessing of God's earth be on you,
And as you walk the roads,
May you always have a kind word
for those you meet.
May you understand the strength and power of God,
In a thunderstorn and Winter.
And the quiet beauty of creation,
In the calm of a Summer sunset.
And may you come to realize that,
insignificant as you may seem in this great Universe,
You "are" an important part of God's plan.
May he watch over you
and keep you safe from harm.
(An Irish Prayer adapted by Phil Coulter
Narrated by Roma Downey)
May the blessing of light be upon you,
Light on the outside, Light on the inside.
With God's sunlight shining on you,
May your heart glow with warmth
Like a turf fire that welcomes
friends and strangers alike.
May the light of the Lord shine from your eyes
Like a candle in the window
Welcoming the weary traveller.
May the blessing of God's soft rain be on you,
Falling gently on your head, refreshing your soul,
With the sweetness of little flowers newly blooming.
May the strength of the winds of Heaven bless you,
Carrying the rain to wash your spirit clean,
Sparkling after in the sunlight.
May the blessing of God's earth be on you,
And as you walk the roads,
May you always have a kind word
for those you meet.
May you understand the strength and power of God,
In a thunderstorn and Winter.
And the quiet beauty of creation,
In the calm of a Summer sunset.
And may you come to realize that,
insignificant as you may seem in this great Universe,
You "are" an important part of God's plan.
May he watch over you
and keep you safe from harm.
(An Irish Prayer adapted by Phil Coulter
Narrated by Roma Downey)
Well, better late than never, I suppose... Joe Quinn.
Cosmik Debris FZ
The Mystery Man came over
An' he said: "I'm outa-site!"
He said, for a nominal service charge,
I could reach nervonna t'nite
If I was ready, willing 'n able
To pay him his regular fee
He would drop all the rest of his pressing affairs
And devote His Attention to me
But I said . . .
Look here brother,
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
(Now who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?)
Look here brother,
Don't you waste your time on me
The Mystery Man got nervous
An' he fidget around a bit
He reached in the pocket of his Mystery Robe
An' he whipped out a shaving kit
Now, I thought it was a razor
An' a can of foamin' goo
But he told me right then when the top popped open
There was nothin' his box won't do
With the oil of Afro-dytee
An' the dust of the Grand Wazoo
He said:
"You might not believe this, little fella, but it'll cure your Asthma too!"
An' I said . . .
Look here brother,
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
(Now what kind of a geroo are you anyway?)
Look here brother,
Don't you waste your time on me
Don't waste yer time . . .
I've got troubles of my own, I said
An' you can't help me out
So take your meditations an' your preparations
An' ram it up yer snout
"BUT I GOT A KRISTL BOL!," he said
An' held it to the light
So I snatched it
All away from him
An' I showed him how to do it right
I wrapped a newspaper 'round my head
So I'd look like I was Deep
I said some Mumbo Jumbos then
An' told him he was goin' to sleep
I robbed his rings
An' pocket watch
An' everything else I found
I had that sucker hypnotized
He couldn't even make a sound
I proceeded to tell him his future then
As long as he was hanging around,
I said
"The price of meat has just gone up
An' yer ol' lady has just gone down . . . "
Look here brother,
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
(Now is that a real poncho or is that a Sears poncho?)
Don't you know,
You could make more money as a butcher,
So don't you waste your time on me
(Don't waste it, don't waste your time on me . . . )
Ohm shonty, ohm shonty, ohm shonty-ohm
SSHONTAY
The Mystery Man came over
An' he said: "I'm outa-site!"
He said, for a nominal service charge,
I could reach nervonna t'nite
If I was ready, willing 'n able
To pay him his regular fee
He would drop all the rest of his pressing affairs
And devote His Attention to me
But I said . . .
Look here brother,
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
(Now who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?)
Look here brother,
Don't you waste your time on me
The Mystery Man got nervous
An' he fidget around a bit
He reached in the pocket of his Mystery Robe
An' he whipped out a shaving kit
Now, I thought it was a razor
An' a can of foamin' goo
But he told me right then when the top popped open
There was nothin' his box won't do
With the oil of Afro-dytee
An' the dust of the Grand Wazoo
He said:
"You might not believe this, little fella, but it'll cure your Asthma too!"
An' I said . . .
Look here brother,
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
(Now what kind of a geroo are you anyway?)
Look here brother,
Don't you waste your time on me
Don't waste yer time . . .
I've got troubles of my own, I said
An' you can't help me out
So take your meditations an' your preparations
An' ram it up yer snout
"BUT I GOT A KRISTL BOL!," he said
An' held it to the light
So I snatched it
All away from him
An' I showed him how to do it right
I wrapped a newspaper 'round my head
So I'd look like I was Deep
I said some Mumbo Jumbos then
An' told him he was goin' to sleep
I robbed his rings
An' pocket watch
An' everything else I found
I had that sucker hypnotized
He couldn't even make a sound
I proceeded to tell him his future then
As long as he was hanging around,
I said
"The price of meat has just gone up
An' yer ol' lady has just gone down . . . "
Look here brother,
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
(Now is that a real poncho or is that a Sears poncho?)
Don't you know,
You could make more money as a butcher,
So don't you waste your time on me
(Don't waste it, don't waste your time on me . . . )
Ohm shonty, ohm shonty, ohm shonty-ohm
SSHONTAY
.... Techno Tribal Positively Primal
Shamanic Anarchistic Archaic Revival....
Shamanic Anarchistic Archaic Revival....
No words to this tune... but it's way cool...
And the Day Turned to Fright - Shpongle
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e2KFp0CAZ1A
And the Day Turned to Fright - Shpongle
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e2KFp0CAZ1A
.... Techno Tribal Positively Primal
Shamanic Anarchistic Archaic Revival....
Shamanic Anarchistic Archaic Revival....
Black Milk Massive Attack
You're not my eater
I'm not your food
Love you for God
Love you for the Mother
Eat me
In the space
Within my heart
Love you for God
Love you for the Mother
Mother fountain
Or live or not at all
The most level
Sunken chapel
Love you for God
Love you for the Mother
All's there to love
Only love
You're not my eater
I'm not your food
Love you for God
Love you for the Mother
Eat me
In the space
Within my heart
Love you for God
Love you for the Mother
Mother fountain
Or live or not at all
The most level
Sunken chapel
Love you for God
Love you for the Mother
All's there to love
Only love
.... Techno Tribal Positively Primal
Shamanic Anarchistic Archaic Revival....
Shamanic Anarchistic Archaic Revival....