A great song for patriotic, proud Americans: "Courtesy of the Red, White and Blue", by Toby Keith American Girls and American Guys We’ll always stand up and salute We’ll always recognize When we see Old Glory Flying There’s a lot of men dead So we can sleep in peace at night When we lay down our head My daddy served in the army Where he lost his right eye But he flew a flag out in our yard Until the day that he died He wanted my mother, my brother, my sister and me To grow up and live happy In the land of the free. Now this nation that I love Has fallen under attack A mighty sucker punch came flyin’ in From somewhere in the back Soon as we could see clearly Through our big black eye Man, we lit up your world Like the 4th of July Hey Uncle Sam Put your name at the top of his list And the Statue of Liberty Started shakin’ her fist And the eagle will fly Man, it’s gonna be hell When you hear Mother Freedom Start ringin’ her bell And it feels like the whole wide world is raining down on you Brought to you Courtesy of the Red White and Blue Justice will be served And the battle will rage This big dog will fight When you rattle his cage And you’ll be sorry that you messed with The U.S. of A. `Cause we`ll put a boot in your ass It`s the American way Hey Uncle Sam Put your name at the top of his list And the Statue of Liberty Started shakin’ her fist And the eagle will fly Man, it’s gonna be hell When you hear Mother Freedom Start ringin’ her bell And it feels like the whole wide world is raining down on you Brought to you Courtesy of the Red White and Blue
Here's another one. I hear people talkin' bad, About the way we have to live here in this country, Harpin' on the wars we fight, An' gripin' 'bout the way things oughta be. An' I don't mind 'em switchin' sides, An' standin' up for things they believe in. When they're runnin' down my country, man, They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me. Yeah, walkin' on the fightin' side of me. Runnin' down the way of life, Our fightin' men have fought and died to keep. If you don't love it, leave it: Let this song I'm singin' be a warnin'. If you're runnin' down my country, man, You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me. I read about some squirrely guy, Who claims, he just don't believe in fightin'. An' I wonder just how long, The rest of us can count on bein' free. They love our milk an' honey, But they preach about some other way of livin'. When they're runnin' down my country, hoss, They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me. Yeah, walkin' on the fightin' side of me. Runnin' down the way of life, Our fightin' men have fought and died to keep. If you don't love it, leave it: Let this song I'm singin' be a warnin'. If you're runnin' down my country, man, You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me. Yeah, walkin' on the fightin' side of me. Runnin' down the way of life, Our fightin' men have fought and died to keep. If you don't love it, leave it: Let this song I'm singin' be a warnin'. If you're runnin' down my country, man, You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me.
War ( huh! What is it good for?) "War" is a soul song written by Norman Whitfield and Barrett Strong for the Motown label in 1969. Whitfield produced the song, a blatant anti-Vietnam protest, with The Temptations as the original vocalists. After Motown began receiving repeated requests to release "War" as a single, Whitfield re-recorded the song with Edwin Starr as the vocalist, deciding to withhold the Temptations' version so as not to alienate their more conservative fans. Starr's version of "War" was a number-one hit on the Billboard Hot 100 chart in 1970, and is not only the most successful and well-known record of his career, but is also one of the most popular protest songs ever recorded. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/War_(song) War! huh-yeah What is it good for? Absolutely nothing Uh-huh War! huh-yeah What is it good for? Absolutely nothing Say it again y'all War! huh good God What is it good for? Absolutely nothing Listen to me? Ohhh? War! I despise Because it means destruction? Of innocent lives War means tears to thousands of mothers eyes When their sons go to fight and lose their lives I said - War! Huh Good God y'all What is it good for? Absolutely nothing Say it again War! Whoa, Lord ... What is it good for Absolutely nothing Listen to me? War! It ain't nothing but a heartbreaker War! Friend only to the undertaker War! It's an enemy to all mankind The thought of war blows my mind War has caused unrest in the younger generation Induction then destruction- Who wants to die? Ohhh? War Good God y'all What is it good for? Absolutely nothing Say it, Say it, Say it War! Uh-huh Yeah - Huh! What is it good for? Absolutely nothing Listen to me? War! It ain't nothing but a heartbreaker War! It's got one friend, that's the undertaker War has shattered many a young mans dreams Made him disabled bitter and mean Life is much to precious to spend fighting wars these days War can't give life, it can only take it away War! Huh Good God y'all What is it good for? Absolutely nothing Say it again War! Whoa, Lord ... What is it good for Absolutely nothing Listen to me? War! It ain't nothing but a heartbreaker War! Friend only to the undertaker Peace Love and Understanding; tell me, is there no place for them today? They say we must fight to keep our freedom But Lord knows there's got to be a better way War! Huh Good God y'all What is it good for? You tell me Say it, Say it, Say it War! Huh Good God y'all What is it good for? Stand up and shout it. Nothing!
Maybe not war, but its very related. Is this the world we created? by Queen Just look at all those hungry mouths we have to feed Take a look at all the suffering we breed So many lonely faces scattered all around Searching for what they need Is this the world we created?, What did we do it for? Is this the world we invaded, against the law? So it seems in the end, Is this what we're all living for today? The world that we created You know that every day a helpless child is born Who needs some loving care inside a happy home Somewhere a wealthy man is sitting on his throne Waiting for life to go by Is this the world we created?, We made it on our own Is this the world we devastated, right to the bone? If there's a God in the sky looking down What can he think of what we've done To the world that He created?
'The Final Cut' is by far my favorite Pink Floyd album - it's the only one I've listened to repeatedly.
Target/Mr. Disney/War - Zounds I was living rather quietly by my village in the trees Don't bother anybody and they don't bother me I'm always kind to passers-by, I never make a fuss Considerate of my neighbours so they don't bother us I don't mean to be unsociable but times my only wealth So I continue to live quietly, keep myself unto myself One day while feeling lonely I wandered in to town To take a look and listen to what was going down Nothing seemed to change much, all looked just the same So I went about my business till the sky began to rain, began to rain I took shelter in a doorway and started to peruse Through a local paper to check up on the news Hit me like a hammer, the headline jump and screeched My home was now a target for a missile from the east The Americans are coming, they're bringing us their bombs To aim them at their enemies from our little island home I don't want to die because of some mad presidents whim I don't want to be a part of a war no one can win You're welcome here Americans We love you but not your bombs Welcome here Americans We love you but not your bombs... Welcome here Americans We love you but not your bombs And not your lies You're welcome here! -- Oh! Mr. Disney where are you now? Will good over come evil the way that you tell? Oh! Mr. Disney where have you gone? Mickey's being threatened by a neutron bomb Oh! Mr. Disney what you gonna do? Film's no longer seem quite so red, white and blue Oh! Mr. Disney how does it seem? Your films are being shown in radiation green Radiation green, radiation green Radiation green, radiation green Radiation green, radiation green
Le Deserteur - Boris Vian (this was banned for a while) Monsieur le président Je vous fais une lettre Que vous lirez peut-être Si vous avez le temps Je viens de recevoir Mes papiers militaires Pour partir à la guerre Avant mercredi soir Monsieur le président Je ne veux pas la faire Je ne suis pas sur terre Pour tuer des pauvres gens C'est pas pour vous fâcher Il faut que je vous dise Ma décision est prise Je m'en vais déserter Depuis que je suis né J'ai vu mourir mon père J'ai vu partir mes frères Et pleurer mes enfants Ma mère a tant souffert Elle est dedans sa tombe Et se moque des bombes Et se moque des vers Quand j'étais prisonnier On m'a volé ma femme On m'a volé mon âme Et tout mon cher passé Demain de bon matin Je fermerai ma porte Au nez des années mortes J'irai sur les chemins Je mendierai ma vie Sur les routes de France De Bretagne en Provence Et je dirai aux gens: « Refusez d'obéir Refusez de la faire N'allez pas à la guerre Refusez de partir » S'il faut donner son sang Allez donner le vôtre Vous êtes bon apôtre Monsieur le président Si vous me poursuivez Prévenez vos gendarmes Que je n'aurai pas d'armes Et qu'ils pourront tirer Rough translation (not nearly as nice but the more "official" English version changed a lot to rhyme): Mr. President I'm writing you a letter that perhaps you will read If you have the time. I've just received my call-up papers to leave for the war Before Wednesday night. Mr. President I do not want to do it I am not on this earth to kill wretched people (miserable mankind). It's not to make you mad I must tell you my decision is made I am going to desert. Since I was born I have seen my father die I have seen my brothers leave(die) and my children cry. My mother has suffered so, that she is in her grave and she laughs at the bombs and she laughs at the worms. When I was a prisoner they stole my wife they stole my soul and all my dear past. Early tomorrow morning I will shut my door on these dead years I will take to the road. I will beg my way along on the roads of France from Brittany to Provence and I will cry out to the people: Refuse to obey refuse to do it don't go to war refuse to go. If blood must be given go give your own you are a good apostle Mr. President. If you go after me warn your police that I'll be unarmed and that they can shoot.
Metallica's "Don't Tread On Me" is a much, much better pro-war song than anything Toby Keith could ever write. But, topic-wise, Batman Jones has it right - "Masters of War" is a simply ridiculously good song.
yeah because it's never solved anything.... except [insert all wars ever fought, even ones in the street, throwing pine cones, when you were a kid(or maybe even the card game)]. to get back on track: REM - Its the End of the World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine) maybe this isn't an anti war song, but people seem to think the world is going to end when and rocket is fired, so it goes hand in hand with those thoughts.
yep. also: "There Will Never Be Any Peace Until God Sits At The Conference Table" is nice (Chi-lites, Nick Lowe)
