The Epic Liberty Music Thread

[Honest]

Answer by Tyler, The Creator.

 

Probably an unlikely character to see on this thread, perhaps on FDR at all, but I think it shows a side of black culture that is often under-emphasized but makes all the difference in the world. The lyrics aren't exactly classy but they get the point across and are self explanatory. It has to do with self knowledge of course.

 

 

[Hook 1: Tyler]
Because when I call
I hope you pick up your phone
I'd like to talk to you
I hope you answer [x4]
Because when I call
I hope you pick up your phone
I'd like to talk to you
I hope you answer

[Verse 1: Tyler]
Hey Dad, it's me, um...
Oh, I'm Tyler, I think I be your son
Sorry, I called you the wrong name, see, my brain's splitting
Dad isn't your name, see Faggot's a little more fitting
Mom was only twenty when you ain't have any fucks to spare
You Nigerian fuck, now I'm stuck with this shitty facial hair
Also stuck with a beautiful home with a case stairs
So you not being near fucking fire-started my damn career
But fuck it, I got Clancy, he, gave me the chance to see
A world I wasn't supposed to, I'm stoked that I didn't know you
But, sucks you ain't give a fuck and consider a sperm donor now
The fuck is an Okonma? I'm changing my shit to Haley
And I ain't just being passive, nigga.
You're a fucking faggot, nigga.
Got a show on Monday, guess who ain't getting no passes, nigga?
But if I ever had the chance to ask this nigga
And call him...

[Hook: Tyler (Syd)]
I hope you answer [x4]
Because when I call (When I call, baby)
I hope you pick up your phone (Please pick up)
I'd like to talk to you
I hope you answer

[Verse 2: Tyler]
Suck my fucking dick and swallow this case of nuts
Ace hates your guts, I'm a selfish fuck,
And I ain't sharing green as if I'm facing blunts
Frank is out the closet, Hodgy's an alcoholic
Syd might be bipolar, but fuck it, I couldn't call it
Supposed to be gone until November but quickly came back in August
I left two months through September to clearly remember all this
I'd like to tell my grandma, but she's just nostalgia
I'll call her number
But she won't answer

[Hook: Tyler (Syd)]
I hope you answer [x4]
Because when I call (When I call, baby)
I hope you pick up your phone
(I'd like to talk to you)
I hope you answer

[Verse 3: Tyler]
You claim to hate my fucking guts
But say I'm on an island in Thailand and I was wildin'
And, if I got stranded had to man up and hold my nuts
And hope that I could live off salt water and fucking coconuts
Phone ain't got no service this 3G is fucking worthless
Day is getting dark like the area's turning urban
You'll be fucking nervous like me inside of a churches
But, I'mma get in contact regardless, and
I hope you answer.

[Outro: Tyler]
That last verse was about this girl. Haha.

 

[Ruben Zandstra]

Still one of the best libertarian songs I know of:  16 Horsepower, Outlaw Song

 

http://youtu.be/TkrXAexStys

 

early one days morning
i came upon a fine young horse
i mounted up and led him onward
he was gray as the sky above
as the sky above

i slept down by the river
and what a sad dream i had
i'm afraid my love
it must be true
today i will go and leave you
today i will be gone

i awoke and was surrounded
nine of the law stood before me
askin me my name and business
demanding proof of me
demanding proof of me
proof of me

what do you want from me
would you have me your prisoner
no but you must give us that horse
you must give us that roan gray horse

listen he aint for sale
never for the law to ride
if that should happen none would be safe
even the birds
even the birds
would be afraid to fly

so they ask again what was my name they ask again what was my name
two were dead before they could move
two were dead before they could move
thats my name
thats my name
if you please
thats my name
thats my name
if you please

[Zava]

 

 

Not sure if these qualify specifically but here’s a few which are pro-freedom and antiwar:

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=68sVJeDgH20 Pete Seeger - What Did You Learn In School?

I learned our Government must be strong;

It's always right and never wrong;

Our leaders are the finest men

And we elect them again and again.

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e0oFlng8vuk Broken Bells - The High Road

A break from the warfare in your house, to each his own..

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eBwhKC2pvWg Jedi Mind Tricks – Uncommon Valor

I didn't sign up to kill women or any children
For every enemy soldier, we killing six civilians
Yeah, and that ain't right to me..

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4U8C_XuE7wc Imagine Dragons – Radioactive In an interview I read, it sounds like the singer didn't mean this to be a political song at all; more superficial reasons.  Still sounds like a powerful, awakening-type song though.

I'm breaking in, shaping up, checking out on the prison bus

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8UVNT4wvIGY  Gotye - Someone that I Used to Know This song was played nonstop when it came out. Often I heard it blasting from cars. It reminds me about Real Time Relationships book; how relationships seem to just accidentally happen. The singers seem to wail their experiences into a void, without being listened to and without listening; reenacting childhood—mirroring parent and sibling relationships as the paradigm, in a continuous, vicious cycle.  

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1lyu1KKwC74  Talks about the difficulty of being out of control, isolated, depressed, self-medicating, and trying to talk oneself into change. In one of the FDR podcasts, Stef says changing personality is like trying to push an elephant with a toothpick; that it’s one of the most difficult things in life to do but no one can bypass the need for self-knowledge. Not without negative consequences anyway.

Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I'd done
But I don't wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OzMJhOwBLqw One of the few Metallica songs I really enjoy. There are no lyrics but there’s something very freedom-inspiring about it for me. There’s a feeling of movement, soaring, rising above adversity.

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iSeuLsNV4CA  Michael Franti and Spearhead  - Time To Go Home

Those who start wars,

never fight them
And those who fight wars,

they never like them
And those who write laws,

they can't recite them

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fX3lE_PlNa4  Michael Franti and Spearhead  - Light up Ya’ Lighter

The Army recruiters in the parking lot

Hustling kids there jugglin' pot

Listen young man,

listen to my plan

Gonna make you money,

gonna make you a man

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D2usaloFiUU  Michael Franti and Spearhead   - Yell Fire

They tellin' you to worry about the future
They tellin' you to never worry about the torture
They tellin' you that you'll never see the horror
Spend it all today and we will bill you tomorrow
Three piece suits and bank accounts in Bahamas
Wall street crime will never send you to the slammer

 

…. I first heard Franti in The Disposable Heroes of Hypocrisy – Television, the Drug of the Nation. I was surprised and dismayed to learn that he is an Obama supporter.  Such a shame.

 

 

ATHEIST (CDQ) is awesome. I never heard that before, nothing of the kind before, in fact. I’m glad you shared that, thanks! 

[Guest - Josh -]

Song: Same Old War

 

Album: Oak Island

 

Artist: Our Last Night

 

 

 

 

Lyrics:

 

I've been fighting the same old war,against a disease, without a cure!Been holding on for so long! For so long. For so long!I've been wishing upon a star, as my universe falls apart!I feel so far from the sky, as my dreams, are going by!and They say, it's a battle that can't be won!We need our knives, we need our guns!Should I run away, and change my name?or Should I, stay and fight through the night, and never close my eyes?I'll never close my eyes!I've come too far, to go back now, turn into a face in the crowd!Been on this road, for so long! For so long... For so long!Convinced there is no way out, my world is turned upside down!My sense of direction's been gone, for so long! For so long...and They say, it's a battle that can't be won!We need our knives, we need our guns![Chorus repeats]Stay strong, keep moving, can't let the darkness blind us!Carry on, we'll be the ones to pull the stars down to us!Stay strong, keep moving, can't let the darkness blind us!Carry on, we'll be the ones to pull the stars down to us![Chorus repeats]

 

 

Meaning:

 

This song could have lots of meanings; it could refer to draft dodging from refusing to participate in endless wars. It could refer to the struggle to spread the message of freedom when everyone around us says it's utopian to live without the state, besides "we need our gov." It could also mean to flee from evil ideas and toxic people, or to resist evil in peaceful ways without violence, but with truth and the light of reason.

 

Then again, I might be missing the original message of the song altogether; and it could just be a cool tune with vague lyrics.

[Jer]

http://youtu.be/ZxlqZBBttxg

 

All aboard! Ha ha ha ha ha ha haaaa!Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, AyCrazy, but that's how it goesMillions of people living as foesMaybe it's not too lateTo learn how to loveAnd forget how to hateMental wounds not healingLife's a bitter shameI'm going off the rails on a crazy trainI'm going off the rails on a crazy trainLet's Go!I've listened to preachersI've listened to foolsI've watched all the dropoutsWho make their own rulesOne person conditioned to rule and controlThe media sells it and you live the roleMental wounds still screamingDriving me insaneI'm going off the rails on a crazy trainI'm going off the rails on a crazy trainI know that things are going wrong for meYou gotta listen to my wordsYeahHeirs of a cold warThat's what we've becomeInheriting troubles I'm mentally numbCrazy, I just cannot bearI'm living with something' that just isn't fairMental wounds not healingWho and what's to blameI'm going off the rails on a crazy trainI'm going off the rails on a crazy train

[AudreyM]

I've really enjoyed listening to the variety of music here, thanks to all those who've posted!

 

Funkadelic - If You Don't Like The Effects, Don't Produce The Cause 

 

Music : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wkA7ok5MySk&list=PLFD3B69A3B35E6725

 

Lyrics : http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/f/funkadelic/if_you_dont_like_the_effects_dont_produce_the_cause_lyrics.html

 

 

A fun song with some standout philosophical leanings. I'd recommend the rest of the album, "America Eats It's Young", although I wouldn't classify it as libertarian. 

 

Crass - Mother Love

 

Music : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9SzjEJsIixo

 

Lyrics : http://www.lyricsfreak.com/c/crass/mother+love_20264908.html

 

What Crass lacks in melody they make up for in spades with some seriously spectacular lyrics. A ton of their songs are about anarchy, but I think this one ties in really well with self knowledge and defooing in particular. I like punk, but Crass can sometimes be too abrasive for me, so occasionally I will just read their lyrics. 

 

 

Marvin Gaye - Where Are We Going?

 

Music : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PFa0NHrF1M4

 

Lyrics : http://www.metrolyrics.com/where-are-we-going-lyrics-marvin-gaye.html

 

I LOVE THIS SONG! Its got the beautiful voice of the great Marvin, is a wonderful advocacy of critical thinking (or is it, hmm..), and is void of religion to boot, unlike a lot of his other songs.

 

 

Also, I have always suspected that "Apeman"  by The Kinks would make a wonderful theme song for those on the paleo diet, minus the vegetarian bit.   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A-5I3gbmvlM

[Wesley]

Masters of War

Tatiana Moroz

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rxxcqXSx2dQ

 

 

Lyrics:

Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks.

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in his hand
And you hide from his eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly.

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain.

You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion'
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud.

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins.

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
That even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do.

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul.

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand over your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead.

 

Song Meaning:

Was originally sung and performed by Bob Dylan. However, I think I like this one better. Plus, I have been listening to quite a few of her songs this afternoon and think she should have a spot on the thread. 

[Jer]

I just read the lyrics to "Young Men Dead" for the first time, powerful song.

 

 

Fire for the hills pick up your feet and lets go.
Head for the hills pick up steel on your way.
And when you find a piece of them in your site,
fire at will, don't you waste no time.

Another thought of the unaware,
addiction in disguise.

With a drop of blood,
you will take them out, for me.

Fire from the hills pick up speed and lets go.
Fire for real, yeah shoot to kill with no aim.
Head for the hills, yes eyes on the camp fire glow.
Creep up there like a white mink hiding in snow.

And outta black a figure forms a soldier in the sky.
With a drop of love, trying to set you free.

Run for the hills, pick up your feet and lets go.
We did our jobs, pick up speed now lets move.
The trees cant grow without the sun in their eyes.
And we can't live if we're too afraid to die.

Hold on tight, yes hold on tight you're too slow.
Fire at the breeze that blows these thoughts through our mind.
Hire only thieves to steal the thoughts from our heads.

 

My thoughts:

The theme seems to be a clear critique of war and how old men start wars that the young men fight.

"With a drop of blood,
you will take them out, for me."

Killing is good when you're ordered to do it.

 

"With a drop of love we will set you free"

"The trees cant grow without the sun in their eyes.
And we can't live if we're too afraid to die."

Don't fall prey to fearmongering. "They who would give up essential Liberty, to purchase a little temporary Safety, deserve neither Liberty nor Safety." -Ben Franklin

 

"Fire at the breeze that blows these thoughts through our mind."

Resist Propaganda

"Hire only thieves to steal the thoughts from our heads"

Politicians...

[Sauce]

Awww you guys forgot about MEGADETH! Oh, I forgot I'm the only person that likes their music... well anyway here is what I'm bringin to the table.. 

 

1. Dance in the Rain

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qk7VYA2GtNw

Lyrics Snippet:

Sentenced to work a dead end 9 to 5
Trapped in a dingy corporate cubicle hell
Then go to work in the darkness on the midnight shift
Any chance you get, selling gas at the corner Shell

Three letters groups listening in on you
Under surveillance courtesy of Big Brother in your car
Drones monitor each and every move you make
It doesn't matter who you know or who you think you are

You'll never see a ray of daylight
So far in debt you're struggling to survive
But you will break your back fighting and they'll help
Before you let them break your pride

"Powers that be" will never win; a storm is coming, get ready
You better learn to dance in the rain, instead of wait for the sun
Learn to dance in the rain, the sun will never come

Meaning to me:

The song talks about the terrible state of the economy, the huge debt that is upon us, the U.S spying on its citizens. He is also telling "powers that be" that they will never win. Telling that us citizens will retake our liberties in a upcoming revolution were evil will lose and good will win.

[JohnH.]

My favorite song about liberty is Bloody Revolutions by Crass.  The lyrics are absolutely brilliant–anti-Marxist, anti-violence, and very much pro-freedom.

 

"So don't think you can fool me with your political tricksPolitical right, political left, you can keep your politicsGovernment is government and all government is forceLeft or right, right or left, it takes the same old courseOppression and restriction, regulation, rule and lawThe seizure of that power is all your revolution's forYou romanticize your heroes, quote from Marx and MaoWell their ideas of freedom are just oppression now."

 

Another great song of theirs is Big A, Little A.  According to Wikipedia, the song is "a statement of the band's anti-statist and individualist anarchist philosophy."

 

"Systems just aren't made of bricks they're mostly made of peopleYou may send them into hiding, but they'll be back againIf you don't like the rules they make, refuse to play their gameIf you don't want to be a number, don't give them your nameIf you don't want to be caught out, refuse to hear their questionSilence is a virtue, use it for your own protectionThey'll try to make you play their game, refuse to show your faceIf you don't want to be beaten down, refuse to join their raceBe exactly who you want to be, do what you want to doI am he and she is she but you're they only you."

 

One last Crass song; this time it's Do They Owe Us a Living?  When asked about the meaning behind the song, Steve Ignorant replied, "That line actually comes from a poem that a good friend of mine wrote. The poem is actually, 'Do they owe a chicken whose neck they wring for Christmas a living? Of course they do!'"  

 

"The living that is owed to me I'm never going to get,They've buggered this old world up, up to their necks in dept.They'd give you a lobotomy for something you ain't done,They'll make you an epitome of everything that's wrong."

[ribuck]

Thanks JohnH, those are awesome.

[Lians]

Bliss N Eso - Addicted

 

Since a foetus, explored life's subtle secrets

From my fingertips to my unique double helix

I can see history, I can see the past lessons

It's your right never be afraid to ask questions

How can every religion, claim to be the only one

How can they preach love - yet fight each other holding guns

I think the golden sun might be able to shed some light

I'd rather push peace and knowledge to defend our rights

 

These leaders in suits tell us to fight for one side

You think they got their sons and daughters on the frontline?

Not down for war but down to get an education

We're all equal yet they push synthetic separation

But in this matrix I won't be failin to make it

This is my cosmos baby space sailin with Sagan

I heard it's not where your from it's where your carvin' your view

I heard you don't have to wear a suit to argue the truth

And so

 

Who are you to tell me how to live my life

Cause I won't give this up

These are my shoes

My view

My cue

To say I do give a fuck

[Chris Harris]

Nice thread and some good songs so far, I would like to add two to the list.

 

Rock the Casbah - The Clash

 

Here are a few lines of the lyrics

 

By order of the prophetWe ban that boogie soundDegenerate the faithfulWith that crazy Casbah soundBut the Bedouin they brought outThe electric camel drumThe local guitar pickerGot his guitar picking thumbAs soon as the shareefHad cleared the squareThey began to wail

...

The king called up his jet fightersHe said you better earn your payDrop your bombs between the minaretsDown the Casbah wayAs soon as the shareef wasChauffeured outta thereThe jet pilots tuned toThe cockpit radio blareAs soon as the shareef wasOutta their hairThe jet pilots wailed

 

I like this song because it talks about a fictional time/place where the shareef (king) outlaws music because he thinks it subverts his rule.

 

The second song is a bit different in tone but great none the less.

 

Pet - Perfect Circle

 

Don't fret precious I'm here, step away from the window Go back to sleep Lay your head down child I won't let the boogeyman come Counting bodies like sheep To the rhythm of the war drums Pay no mind to the rabble Pay no mind to the rabble Head down, go to sleep To the rhythm of the war drums Pay no mind what other voices say They don't care about you, like I do, like I do Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils, See, they don't give a fuck about you, like I do.

 

Just stay with me, safe and ignorant, Go back to sleep Go back to sleep

 

I like this song because it talks about war and how we are sedated to accept and condone this happening, I think the last lines I posted help illustrate that.

 

I hope yall enjoy these songs!

[James Dean]

I very much enjoy the Irish style of the song, and the last verse puts a bit of a smile on my face. 

 Awesome song, man. I first heard Frank Turner's song, Glory Hallelujah, and was thinking, "cool! a talented musician who's really outspoken about atheism." And when I found out he was more liberty minded, I shat myself! Atheist, Libertarian, AND a kick ass musician. Frank Turner takes the cake.

[TheLolGuy]

Unfortunately I can't provide links on this device but if anyone is interested, the following songs are easily found on YouTube.

 

Faint - Linkin Park

 

"So I let go watching you turn your back like you always do

Face away and pretend that I'm not

But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I've got

 

I can't feel the way I did before

Don't turn your back on me

I won't be ignored

Time won't heal this damage anymore

Don't turn your back on me

I won't be ignored"

 

To me this song is imbued with what I would call the rage of the neglected. It was a song I listened to regularly in my teenage years, when I was becoming increasingly conscious of the fact that my fundamental preferences were almost ubiquitously ignored at home and at school. Accompanying that awareness was a growing indignation and outrage which I felt could be identified with this song.

 

Jesus of Suburbia - Green Day

 

"Everyone is so full of shit,

Born and raised by hypocrites,

Hearts recycled but never saved,

From the cradle to the grave,

We are the kids of war and peace,

From Anaheim to the middle east,

We are the stories and disciples

Of, the Jesus of suburbia

...

And I leave behind,

This hurricane of fucking lies,

And I walked this line

A million and one fucking times,

But not this time

 

I don't feel any shame, I won't apologise,

When there ain't nowhere you can go,

Running away from pain when you've been victimised,

Tales from another broken home

 

You're leaving...

You're leaving...

You're leaving...

Ah you're leaving home..."

 

So many witty and pointed lyrics in this song. It is an elegy for the youth, who live in a society of self righteous ignoramuses and imperious hypocrites, and who must somehow raise themselves. The first step to that end being to leave the broken home and to run from the "hurricane of fucking lies."

 

Caught in the Hustle - Immortal Technique

 

"So if I should ever fall and get caught in a hustle,

Let them know that I died while I fought in the struggle,

From the hoodrats to the rich kids lost in their bubble,

Spray painting on the streets and at the subway tunnels,

Write it down and remember that we never gave in,

The mind of a child is where the revolution begins,

So if the solution has never been to look in yourself,

How is it that you expect to find it anywhere else?"

 

If you ever doubted that a rapper could be eloquent, emotionally intelligent and nuanced, I offer you this song. A very thoughtful and inspiring piece, concerning the constant put downs, societal deterrents and the weight of history, all conspiring to extinguish individual motivation, but working hard to overcome.

 

 

Bulls on Parade - Rage Against the Machine

 

"Weapons, not food, not homes, not shoes,

Not needs, just feed the war cannibal animal,

I walk the corner to the rubble that used to be a library,

Line up to the mind cemetery now,

What we don't know keeps the contracts alive an movin',

They don't gotta burn the books they just remove 'em

While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells,

Rally round the family, pocket full of shells,

 

Rally round the family,

With a pocket full of shells"

 

As you can see from the lyrics, the song is about the military industrial complex, its vacuuming of resources, the drug war, the hypocrisy of politicians who speak of "family values".

[Kevin Beal]

She's Leaving Home by the Beatles

 

Wednesday morning at five o'clock as the day beginsSilently closing her bedroom doorLeaving the note that she hoped would say moreShe goes downstairs to the kitchen clutching her hankerchiefQuietly turning the backdoor keyStepping outside she is free

She (We gave her most of our lives)Is leaving (Sacraficed most of our lives)Home (We gave her everything money could buy)She's leaving home after living aloneFor so many years (Bye bye)

Father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gownPicks up the letter that's lying thereStanding alone at the top of the stairsShe breaks down and cries to her husband "Daddy our baby's goneWhy would she treat us so thoughtlessly?How could she do this to me?"

She (We never thought of ourselves)Is leaving (Never a thought for ourselves)Home (We struggled hard all our lives to get by)She's leaving home after living aloneFor so many years (Bye bye)

Friday morning at nine o'clock she is far awayWaiting to keep the appointment she madeMeeting a man from the motor trade

She (What did we do that was wrong)Is having (We didn't know it was wrong)Fun (Fun is the one thing that money can't buy)Something inside that was always deniedFor so many years (Bye bye)

She's leaving homeBye bye

[Wesley]

She's leaving home after living alone

For so many years (Bye bye)

 

Something inside that was always deniedFor so many years (Bye bye)

The most telling lines.

 

Powerful song, Kevin.

 

I think I might give you the vote to finally tie me

[NumberSix]

Cult Of Personality - Living Colour - 1988http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7xxgRUyzgs0Look in my eyes, what do you see?The cult of personalityI know your anger, I know your dreamsI've been everything you want to beI'm the cult of personalityLike Mussolini and KennedyI'm the cult of personalityThe cult of personalityThe cult of personalityNeon lights, a Nobel prizeThan the mirror speaks, the reflection liesYou won't have to follow meOnly you can set me freeI sell the things you need to beI'm the smiling face on your tvI'm the cult of personalityI exploit you, still you love meI tell you one and one makes threeI'm the cult of personalityLike Joseph Stalin and GandhiI'm the cult of personalityThe cult of personalityThe cult of personalityNeon lights, a Nobel prizeWhen a leader speaks, that leader diesYou won't have to follow meOnly you can set you free (?)You gave me fortuneYou gave me fameYou gave me power in your god's nameI'm every person you need to beI'm the cult of personality (I'm the cult of, I'm the cult of)I'm the cult of, I'm the cult of, I'm the cult of, I'm the cult of (I'm the cult of)I'm the cult of, I'm the cult of, I'm the cult of, I'm the cult of personality (I'm the cult of)

[Lians]

Pink Floyd - Mother

 

Mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb?

Mother, do you think they'll like this song?

Mother, do you think they'll try to break my balls?

Ooh ah,

Mother, should I build the wall?

 

Mother, should I run for president?

Mother, should I trust the government?

Mother, will they put me in the firing line?

Ooh ah,

Is it just a waste of time

 

Hush now baby, baby, don't you cry.

Mamma's gonna make all of your nightmares come true,

Mamma's gonna put all of her fears into you,

Mamma's gonna keep you right here, under her wing.

She won't let you fly, but she might let you sing,

Mamma's gonna keep baby cosy and warm.

Oooh babe, Oooh babe, Oooh babe,

Of course Mamma's gonna help build the wall.

 

Mother, do you think she's good enough, for me?

Mother, do you think she's dangerous, to me?

Mother, will she tear your little boy apart?

Ooh ah,

Mother, will she break my heart?

 

Hush now baby, baby, don't you cry.

Mamma's going to check out all your girlfriends for you,

Mamma won't let anyone dirty get through,

Mamma's gonna wait up until you get in.

Mamma will always find out where you've been,

Mamma's gonna keep baby healthy and clean.

Oooh babe, Oooh babe, Oooh babe,

You'll always be baby to me.

[NotDarkYet]

A song I wrote:

 

Summer's End  (click it to listen)

 

I once saw silver linings, now I only see clouds.

Where once I had a thousand friends now got a crowd.

 

I used to say that everything will work out in the end,

but to the beaten and heartbroken ones you just can't pretend. 

Where once I had an open heart, now I close it like a fort.

With great stone walls and archers poised and a guard at every door.

 

And if a stranger should come knocking on a cold and lampless night

with a cloak and dagger close at hand I'll be safe inside. 

 

Here's three cheers for the beaten.   Three cheers for the broke. 

Here's three cheers for the wind-blown ones at the bottom of that rope. 

Here's three cheers for those who cannot say the glass is half full.

Here's three cheers if you can't count sheep and you end up counting wolves. 

 

The birds are singin' in the trees but little do they know

the very limbs they stand upon will be buried in the snow.

 

And the wavin trees and buzzin bees and flowers pink and red

will all turn grey and all fall down when summer ends. 

All that's good and right I've seen you could balance on a knife.

You may call it cynical but I just call it life.

 

And those few with golden souls will be trampled in the ground

under the boots of those marchin fools who always run this town. 

Here's three cheers for the beaten. Three cheers for the broke.

Here's three cheers for the wind blown ones at the bottom of that rope.

Here's three cheers for those who cannot say the glass is half full.

Here's three cheers if you can't count sheep and you end up counting wolves. 

Is there nobody out there to lift the curse upon this place?

for sake of all us rats down here circling a maze

 

If a message in a bottle, then I'd send it off in haste

in a rocket at the speed of sound bound for outer space

[Canoe_Captain]

Enya - Orinoco Flow (Sail Away)

 

YouTube: Enya - Orinoco Flow (Sail Away)

 

To me this 1988 song is an invitation to sail with your life, your ship to wherever you want to and leave your hometown, your origins behind.

 

Sometimes I see me managing my life as a captain, steering a ship.

Like a ship, a life needs a certain amount of time to change course.

 

Like a ship, a life can only get ahead fast when the environment (sea and wind) are advantageous.

 

Like a sailing ship has no accurate time of arrival, I can only set course for a destination. I cannot will my life to suddenly be perfect, to reach the desired port. It might take longer than expected to reach my goal if I have to beat the wind.

 

“We can sail, we can sail…

We can sigh, say goodbye Ross and his dependencies...

We can reach, we can beach far beyond the Yellow Sea....”

 

 

On a sidenote: I made a Spotify playlist with FDR themed songs: My FDR Soundtrack

[vcadd]

 

not about electronics

[Integral Paradox]

 

 

Gimme Some Truth - John Lennon

 

 

Im sick and tired of hearing thingsFrom uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocriticsAll I want is the truthJust gimme some truthIve had enough of reading thingsBy neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politiciansAll I want is the truthJust gimme some truthNo short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dickyIs gonna mother hubbard soft soap meWith just a pocketful of hopeMoney for dopeMoney for ropeNo short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dickyIs gonna mother hubbard soft soap meWith just a pocketful of soapMoney for dopeMoney for ropeIm sick to death of seeing thingsFrom tight-lipped, condescending, mamas little chauvinistsAll I want is the truthJust gimme some truth nowIve had enough of watching scenesOf schizophrenic, ego-centric, paranoiac, prima-donnasAll I want is the truth nowJust gimme some truthNo short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dickyIs gonna mother hubbard soft soap meWith just a pocketful of soapIts money for dopeMoney for ropeAh, Im sick and tired of hearing thingsFrom uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocritesAll I want is the truth nowJust gimme some truth nowIve had enough of reading thingsBy neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politiciansAll I want is the truth nowJust gimme some truth nowAll I want is the truth nowJust gimme some truth nowAll I want is the truthJust gimme some truthAll I want is the truthJust gimme some truth

[Carl Green]

Practically all of Against Me! is on topic. the band name sounds familiar too

 

[Guest - Josh -]

Song: The Fight Song

Album: Holy Wood

Artist: Marilyn Manson

 

 

 

 

Lyrics:

 

Nothing suffocates you more thanThe passing of everyday human eventsAnd isolation is the oxygen mask you makeYour children breath in to survive

 

But I'm not a slave to a GodThat doesn't existAnd I'm not a slave to a worldThat doesn't give a shit

 

And when we were goodYou just closed your eyesSo when we are badWe'll scar your minds

 

Fight, fight, fight, fightFight, fight, fight, fight

 

You'll never grow up to be a big rock starCelebrated victim of your fameThey'll just cut our wrists likeCheap coupons and say thatDeath was on sale today

 

And when we were goodYou just closed your eyesSo when we are badWe'll scar your minds

 

[Chorus repeats]

 

The death of one is a tragedyThe death of one is a tragedyThe death of one is a tragedyBut the death of millions is just a statistic

 

[Chorus repeats x2]

 

Fight, fight, fight, fightFight, fight, fight, fight

 

[Magenta]

 

Chamillionaire - Ridin' ft. Krayzie Bone

 

Lyrics:

[Chorus]

They see me rollin

They hatin

Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirty

Tryin to catch me ridin dirty

Tryin to catch me ridin dirty

Tryin to catch me ridin dirty

Tryin to catch me ridin dirty

My music so loud

I'm swangin

They hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirty

Tryin to catch me ridin dirty

Tryin to catch me ridin dirty

Tryin to catch me ridin dirty

Tryin to catch me ridin dirty

 

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]

Police think they can see me lean

I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen

When you see me ride by they can see the glean

And my shine on the deck and the TV screen

Ride with a new chick, she like hold up

Next to the playstation controller is a full clip and my pistola

Turn a jacker into a coma

Girl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone

Just tryin to bone ain't tryin to have no babies

Rock clean itself so I pull in ladies

Laws of patrolling you know they hate me

Music turned all the way up until the maximum

I can speak for some niggas tryin to jack for some

But we packin somethin that we have and um will have a nigga locked up in the maximum

Security cell, I'm grippin oak

Music loud and tippin slow

Twist and twistin like hit this dough

Police pull up from behind and is in his throat

Windows down gotta stop pollution

CDs change niggas like who is that producing?

This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisin

Got warrants in every city except Houston but I'm still ain't losin

 

[Chorus]

 

[Verse 2 - Krayzie Bone]

I been drinkin and smokin holdin shit cause a brother can't focus

I gotta get to home 'fore the po po's scope this big ol Excursion swerving all up in the curve man

Nigga been sippin on that Hennessey and the gin again is in again we in the wind

Doin a hundred while I puff on the blunt

And rollin another one up, we livin like we ain't givin a fuck

I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz on my lap freezing my balls

Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all

Comin pretty deep, me and my do-jo

I gotta get back to backstreets

Wanted by the six pound and I got heat glock glock shots to the block we creep creep

Pop Pop hope cops don't see me, on a low key

With no regards for the law we dodge em like fuck em all

But I won't get caught up and brought up on charges for none of y'all

Keep a gun in car, and a blunt to spark, but well if you want, nigga you poppin dark

Ready or not we bust shots off in the air Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire

 

[Chorus]

 

[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire]

Do what you thinkin so, I tried to let you go

Turn up a blink of light and I swang it slower

A nigga upset for sure cause they think they know that they catchin me with plenty of the drink and dro

So they get behind me tryin to check my tags, look at my rearview and they smilin

Thinkin they'll catch me on the wrong well keep tryin

Cause they denyin is racial profiling

Houston, TX you can check my tags

Pull me over try to check my slab

Glove compartment gotta get my cash

Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast

And been a baller that I am I talk to them, giving a damn bout not feeling my attitude

When they realize I ain't even ridin dirty bet you'll be leavin with an even madder mood

I'mma laugh at you then I'mma have to cruise I'm in number two on some more DJ Screw

You can't arrest me plus you can't sue

This a message to the laws tellin them WE HATE YOU

I can't be touched or tell 'em that they shoulda known

Tippin' down, sittin' crooked on my chrome

Bookin' my phone, tryin' to find a chick I wanna bone

Like they couldn't stop me I'mma 'bout to pull up at your home and it's on

 

[Chorus 2x]

 

Meaning:

This is about modern-day police treatment of African Americans. "Riding dirty" refers to violating any given law while driving, most commonly for having something illegal in the car like drugs or weapons. The song talks about how police target the black community, pull them over with no reasonable suspicion other than being black, try to find a law that they have broken so that the cops have an excuse to rough them up and assert their dominance. If they cops don't find any excuse, they get mad.

 

There are scenes in the music video where a hulking man (obviously spends lots of time in the gym preparing for this) is in a wrestling ring, putting the hurt on his opponent and pinning them to the mat. The scene then morphs to the hulking man being the cop and the pinned person being a black man, likely with some marijuana in his pocket. It shows that cops see it as a game of fighting and physical dominance - nothing to do with "protect and serve" - while the blacks just want to be left alone.

[Amelius]

Check out Rush; not only are they one of the most talented bands of all time, but some of their songs (like "Freewill") have relevant philosophical lyrical themes. Actually, the song "Freewill" contains quotes from Ayn Rand. Also, I think their drummer identifies as a Libertarian.

[Alin]

Sons Of Liberty - Don't Tread On Me

[Guest - Josh -]

Song: Fate (Acoustic)

Album: Age of Ignorance

Artist: Our Last Night

 

 

Lyrics:

 

Am I meant to be something?Is this the song I'm supposed to sing?These questions need answers.

 

Was my life already scripted?If I need to, can I change the words?These questions need answers.

 

Are we alone? Are we in control?Can we chose to play a different role?Can we change the grave,That was dug for us?Or is this the only path to take?

 

Are we meant to fall in love?Are we supposed to find the one?These questions need answers.

 

Are there choices around me,Or am I stuck on a one way road?These questions need answers.

 

[Chorus repeats x2]

 

Or is this the only path to take?

[Yeravos]

 

Birthright, by Celldweller

 

To me, it's an incredibly powerful song, that speaks to a part of inside me that has been imprisoned for my whole life, so that it wouldn't be killed by the abuse I suffered. And now, this part inside me, feels that now is the time to come out. It's enraged at the chains attached to it, sick of the crap that the expectations of the world is. It's time to walk away with no apologies.

 

My favorite lyrics:

The voices in my head have all begun to sing

(The voices in your head have all begun to sing)
And they sure as hell hope I am listening
(I sure as hell hope you are listening)

 

It's time to take ahold of what belongs to me

It's time to walk away with no apologies
These voices in the mirror start quietly
And now they're screaming back at me

(Don't back down)
Holding on until my hands and mind are bleeding
(Don't back down)
This is my birthright
(Don't back down)
I'm so sick of feeling like I'm helpless
(Don't back down)
This is over tonight
Over tonight, this is over tonight
Tonight

[JohnH.]

 

"Confined, bereft of reason
Withering in toxicity
The deadly fumes deceit
And we all reek of complicity
Humbled, brought to our knees
By the weight of our own guilt
Our innocent ways the catalyst
To injustice and inhumanity."

[ssspdx]

This song and lyrics is essentially Stef's "Story of your Enslavement" vid put to music. 

 

[Alin]

[Guest - Josh -]

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[Kevin Beal]

"When life begins with needles and pins, it ends with swords and knives"