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Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses 🏴🏴🏴🏴🏴🏴🏴🏴

Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do
Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do.

You load sixteen tons, what do you get?

Another day older and deeper in debt

Saint Peter, don't you call me, 'cause I can't go

I owe my soul to the company store

You can just replace company store with whatever capitalist institution owns you. 🫠

And then one day you find Ten years have got behind you No one told you when to run You missed the starting gun

-Pink Floyd

The Vengabus is coming, the Vengabus is coming, The Vengabus is coming, the Vengabus is coming, The Vengabus is coming, the Vengabus is coming, The Vengabus is coming, the Vengabus is coming, The Vengabus is coming, the Vengabus is coming

I've been waiting for the next Vengabus since 1998. Our public transport infrastructure is a fucking joke.

No one told you when to run

You missed the starting gun

• Pink Floyd, Time

Yes I know my enemies; They're the teachers who taught me to fight me. Compromise, Conformity, Assimilation, Submission, Ignorance, Hypocrisy, Brutality, The elite - All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams

Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! x14

"The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had" Mad World, Tears for Fears.

Stuck with me from when I listenerd originally.

You can check out, but you can never leave.

PARA BAILAR LA BAMBA
PARA BAILAR LA BAMBA SE NECESITA UN POQUITO DE GRACIA
UN POQUITO DE GRACIA PA'TI PA'MI ARRIBA Y ARRIBA
Y ARRIBA Y ARRIBA
POR TI SERÉ POR TI SERÉ

They call me the hiphoppopotamus

Flows that glow like phosphorus

Poppin' off the top o' this esophagus

Rockin' this metropolis

I'm not a large water dwelling mammal

Where did you get that preposterous hypothesis?

Fuckin magnets, how do they work?

• The bards Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope

Some say the end is near Some say we'll see Armageddon soon Certainly hope will I sure could use a vacation from this Bull shit three ring sideshow circus of freaks

Tequila!

If you tolerate this, then your children will be next.

If you choose not to decide you still have made a choice. - Freewill by Rush.

“Despite all my rage I’m still just a rat in a cage”

&

“So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you could tell?
Did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here
We’re just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have we found
The same old fears
Wish you were here”

You may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile

And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife

And you may ask yourself, "Well, how did I get here?"

The lyrics that come to mind are:

"Badger Badger Badger Badger Mushroom Mushroom"

"Who Has To Know My Dirty Little Secret, Don't Tell Anyone Or You'll Be Just Another Regret"

And various parts of Dragostea Din Tei ( the Numa Numa song )

All of these thanks to my early days on the interwebs.

I wanna live in the city with no friends or family I'm gonna look out the window of my color TV I wanna remember to remember to forget you forgot me I'm gonna look out the window of my color TV

Deine Gewalt ist nur ein stummer Schrei nach Liebe

Deine Springerstiefel sehnen sich nach Zärtlichkeit

Du hast nie gelernt, dich zu artikulieren

Und deine Eltern hatten niemals für dich Zeit

Oh-ho-ho, Arschloch!

I only lived in Germany for a bit, but this one stuck in my head pretty hard. Schrei nach Liebe by Die Ärzte

ABCDEFG...

As far as story telling, and war goes, "The General" by Dispatch:

[Verse 1]

There was a decorated general with a heart of gold

That likened him to all the stories he told

Of past battles won and lost, and legends of old

A seasoned veteran in his own time

On the battlefield, he gained respectful fame

With many medals of bravery and stripes to his name

He grew a beard as soon as he could to cover the scars on his face

And always urged his men on

[Verse 2]

But on the eve of a great battle with the infantry in dream

The old general tossed in his sleep and wrestled with its meaning

He awoke from that night to tell what he had seen

And walked slowly out of his tent

All the men held tall with their chests in the air

With courage in their blood and a fire in their stare

And it was a grey morning and they all wondered how they would fare

Till the old general told them to go home

[Chorus]

He said, "I have seen the others, and I have discovered

That this fight is not worth fighting

And I've seen their mothers

And I will no other

To follow me where I'm going

So take your shower, shine your shoes, you got no time to lose

You are young and you must be living

So take your shower, shine your shoes, you got no time to lose

You are young and you must be living

Go now, you are forgiven"

[Verse 3]

But the men stood fast with their guns on their shoulders

Not knowing what to do with their contradicting orders

The general said he would do his own duty but he would extend it no further

The men could go as they pleased

But not a man moved, their eyes gazed straight ahead

Till one by one they stepped back, and not a word was said

And the old general was left with his own words echoing in his head

He then prepared to fight

[Chorus]

He said, "I have seen the others, and I have discovered

That this fight is not worth fighting

And I've seen their mothers

And I will no other

To follow me where I'm going

[Outro]

Go now, you are forgiven

Go now, you are forgiven

Go now, you are forgiven

Go

The sun ablaze as Maria's foot touches the surface of sand

On northern land, as human contraband

Some rico from Jalisco passed her name to the Boss

She stuffed into a truckbed, she clutches her cross

Here comes the exhaust and it rips through her lungs

She's off fast to the pasture, like cattle she'll cross

Degree 106, sweat and vomit are thrown And she prays and suffocates upon the memories of home

Of Yanqui guns for blood, debts on the loans

Of smoldering fields, rape, rubble and bones

Of graves hidden, trapped up in visions of war

Of nothing, no one, nobody, no more

Hard to pick a RATM song, but Maria is one of my favourite lyrically. Also topical right now

Mnaa mnaa. Do do do do do. Mnaa mnaa. Do do do do. Mnaa mnaa. Do do do do do Do do do, do do do, do do do do do do do do do do.

Remember kids, when in doubt, MNAA MNAA.

M-Make N-Nazis A-Afraid A-Again

Ten million dollars in a losing campaign

Twenty million starving and writhing in pain

Big, strong people, unwilling to give

Small in vision and perspective

One in five kids below the poverty line

One population running out of time

Bad Religion, Punk Rock Song from the album The Gray Race.

Please tell mom this is not her fault

The entire lyric to The Weakerthans - This is a Fire Door, Never Leave Open

Headlights race towards the corner of the dining room
And half illuminate a face before they disappear \ You breathe in forty years of failing to describe a feeling \ I breathe out smoke against a window
Trace the letters in your name

Our letters sound the same
Full of all our changing
That isn't change at all
All straight lines circle sometime

You said, "Somewhere, there's a box full of replacement parts
To all the tenderness we've broken or let rust away."
Somewhere, sympathy is more than just a way of leaving
Somewhere, someone says, "I'm sorry."
Someone's making plans to stay

So tell me it's okay
Tell me anything
Or show me there's a pull
Unassailable

That will lead you there from the dark alone
To benevolence that you've never known
Or you knew when you were four and can't remember

Where a small knife tears out those sloppy seams
And the silence knows what your silence means
And your metaphors, as mixed as you can make them
Are linked like days, together

I still hear trains at night when the wind is right
I remember everything
Lick and thread this string

That will never mend you or tailor more
Than a memory of a kitchen floor
Or the fire door that we kept propping open

And I love this place: the enormous sky
And the faces, hands that I'm haunted by
So why can't I forgive these buildings
These frameworks labeled home?

Headlights race towards the corner of the dining room
And half illuminate a face before they disappear

"Fuck the police"

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| | Aux armes, citoyens | To arms, citizens | | Formez vos bataillons, | Form your battalions | | Marchons, marchons ! | Let's march, let's march! | | Qu'un sang impur | So impure blood | | Abreuve nos sillons ! | Waters our furrows! |

La Marseillaise, the French National Anthem.

We need another revolution against the rich. This song should be blasted in front of the houses of rich fucks and whenever they show up in public.

Nothing More
"Fade In / Fade Out"

Just the other day I looked at my father
It was the first time I saw he'd grown old
Canyons through his skin and the rivers that made them
Carve the stories I was told

He said, "Son
I have watched you fade in
You will watch me fade out
I have watched you fade in
You will watch me fade out
When the grip leaves my hand
I know you won't let me down

Go and find your way
Leave me in your wake
Always push through the pain
And don't run away from change
Never settle, make your mark
Hold your head up, follow your heart
Follow your heart

Not the full lyrics but a great song that helped me mourn the losses in my life.