Forum Post: Songs for the revolution!
Posted 13 years ago on Oct. 13, 2011, 12:01 a.m. EST by smsablan
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Post your links to your OWS music here :) No arguments, just art please.
As dark clouds rolled over, they said we’d be safe, so we ran into their triangle of refuge. The eye that sees all would be the moon and its many stars that “light up” the sky to guide us through. And so ignorantly we glided down their path like butterflies In glorious trance we flew towards the light Who would have known? That they would have plucked our wings one by one Until we could no longer fly Soon began to rain down all around us their bars, caging us in. We could no longer escape. Without our wings we were slaves to the lit up sky. What seemed to be their triangle of refuge was merely a cage And as we sat in silence the sky opened up And there was complete darkness And I heard him, a voice; he told us this was our “dream” And my absent soul cried out: “But I am not able to dream yonder this cage!” We were a slave to the light, but nobody heard. Still the light shines brightly, luring other the others to cage they call an American dream And still our voices cry out together, but not a one has been heard. Give US back our wings Give US back our voice Liberate US from the lights of sovereignty May a new metamorphis save the day.
Lives In The Balance
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pmL2cjbymN0&feature=fvsr
I've been waiting for something to happen For a week or a month or a year With the blood in the ink of the headlines And the sound of the crowd in my ear
You might ask what it takes to remember When you know that you've seen it before Where a government lies to a people And a country is drifting to war
And there's a shadow on the faces Of the men who send the guns To the wars that are fought in places Where their business interest runs
On the radio talk shows and the TV You hear one thing again and again How the U.S.A. stands for freedom And we come to the aid of a friend
But who are the ones that we call our friends These governments killing their own? Or the people who finally can't take any more And they pick up a gun or a brick or a stone
There are lives in the balance There are people under fire There are children at the cannons And there is blood on the wire
There's a shadow on the faces Of the men who fan the flames Of the wars that are fought in places Where we can't even say the names
They sell us the president the same way They sell us our clothes and our cars They sell us every thing from youth to religion The same time they sell us our wars
I want to know who the men in the shadows are I want to hear somebody asking them why They can be counted on to tell us who our enemies are But they're never the ones to fight or to die
And there are lives in the balance There are people under fire There are children at the cannons And there is blood on the wire
I'de recommend Keny Arkana... her music pretty much seems to be on alot of revolutionary minds lately.
I AM A PATRIOT
Jackson Browne – Written by Steven Van Zandt
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=saYvWAVmT_s&feature=related
And the river opens for the righteous And the river opens for the righteous And the river opens for the righteous And the river opens for the righteous And the river opens for the righteous Someday
I was walking with my brother And he wondered what's on my mind I said what I believe in my soul Ain't what I see with my eyes And we can't turn our backs this time
I am a patriot And I love my county Because my country is all I know I want to be with my family People who understand me I've got nowhere else to go
And the river opens for the righteous And the river opens for the righteous And the river opens for the righteous Someday
And I was talking with my sister She looked so fine I said, "Baby, what's on your mind?" She said, "I want to run like the lion Released from the cages Released from the rages Burning in my heart tonight"
And I ain't no communist And I ain't no capitalist And I ain't no socialist And I ain't no imperialist And I ain't no democrat So I ain't no republican I only know one party And it is freedom
I am, I am, I am I am a patriot And I love my country Because my country is all I know
And the river opens for the righteous And the river opens for the righteous And the river opens for the righteous Someday
And the river opens for the righteous...(repeats) I want to run like the lion, Released from the cages Released from the rages I said what I believe in my soul It ain't what I see with my eyes Someday ……………… And the river opens for the righteous And the river opens for the righteous And the river opens for the righteous
Get Up Stand Up! Stand Up For Your Rights Bob Marley!
here's one: Banker's Bonus http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xckIjfGxoeo
Jackson Browne - The Drums Of War http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l-QS6geyZVc&feature=related
Roll out the drums of war Roll up the cover of the killing floor Roll out the drums of war And let’s speak of things worth fighting for Roll out the drums of war
Time comes when everything you ever thought you knew Comes crashing down and flames rise up in front of you
Roll out the drums of war Roll back the freedoms that we struggled for What were those freedoms for? Let’s not talk about it any more Roll out the drums of war Roll out the drums of war If you know what your freedom’s for
Whatever you believe the necessary course to be Depends on who you trust to identify the enemy Who beats the drums for war? Even before peace is lost Who are the profits for? And who are they who bear the cost When a country takes the low road to war
Who gives the orders, orders to torture? Who gets to no bid contract the future? Who lies, then bombs, then calls it an error? Who makes a fortune from fighting terror? Who is the enemy trying to crush us? Who is the enemy of truth and justice? Who is the enemy of peace and freedom? Where are the courts, now when we need them? Why is impeachment not on the table? We better stop them while we are able Roll out the drums of war Roll out the drums of war If you know what your freedom,s for
Whatever you believe the necessary course to be Depends on who you trust to identify the enemy Who took this country to war? Long before the peace was lost Who are the profits for? And who are they who bear the cost And who lay down their lives? And who will live with the sacrifice Of our best and brightest hopes, The flower of our youth, Of freedom, and the truth?
Jackson Browne - For America
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JxKBRVGnfWM&feature=results_main&playnext=1&list=PLF9F03A81C7CB04D8
As if I really didn't understand That I was just another part of their plan I went off looking for the promise Believing in the Motherland And from the comfort of a dreamer's bed And the safety of my own head I went on speaking of the future While other people fought and bled The kid I was when I first left home Was looking for his freedom and a life of his own But the freedom that he found wasn't quite as sweet When the truth was known I have prayed for America I was made for America It's in my blood and in my bones By the dawn's early light By all I know is right We're going to reap what we have sown
As if freedom was a question of might As if loyalty was black and white You hear people say it all the time- "My country wrong or right" I want to know what that's got to do With what it takes to find out what's true With everyone from the President on down Trying to keep it from you
The thing I wonder about the Dads and Moms Who send their sons to the Vietnams Will they really think their way of life Has been protected as the next war comes? I have prayed for America I was made for America Her shining dream plays in my mind By the rockets red glare A generation's blank stare We better wake her up this time
The kid I was when I first left home Was looking for his freedom and a life of his own But the freedom that he found wasn't quite as sweet When the truth was known I have prayed for America I was made for America I can't let go till she comes around Until the land of the free Is awake and can see And until her conscience has been found
Free free, I want to be free. I want a house for free, a bong for free, and a tattoo for free. Free education to be stupidly free.
What abut that Macarena song? Or.."I like Big Butts". by Sir Mix a lot