Ballad of the Green Berets
Ballad of the Green Berets
Gimme an F
Gimme a U
Gimme a C
Gimme a K
what's that spell, what's that spell...
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Here comes the helicopter -- second time today
Everybody scatters and hopes it goes away
How many kids they've murdered only God can say
If I had a rocket launcher...I'd make somebody pay
I don't believe in guarded borders and I don't believe in hate
I don't believe in generals or their stinking torture states
And when I talk with the survivors of things too sickening to relate
If I had a rocket launcher...I would retaliate
On the Rio Lacantun, one hundred thousand wait
To fall down from starvation -- or some less humane fate
Cry for guatemala, with a corpse in every gate
If I had a rocket launcher...I would not hesitate
I want to raise every voice -- at least I've got to try
Every time I think about it water rises to my eyes.
Situation desperate, echoes of the victims cry
If I had a rocket launcher...Some son of a bitch would die ..
Yeah really!
Cool thread.
Every time I hear Bruce Cockburn ...whatta song..
even though the words sound like retaliation instead of looking for peace..
down with the war pigs I too say..
Someone emailed me "protest song, not noise, you idiot..."
My choices are very serious. How angry are you about this? Aren't you just sick about it? Do you want to be heard, to be noticed? Sitting in the woods with a group of friends who already agree with you, around a campfire at night, holding hands and singing kumbaya? Not me! Shout it out! Really facking loud. Really powerful, and pure. No pretension. No complication.
This is why I posted what I posted. "Music" by people from the only country to suffer a nuclear attack. People who don't fack around - they get right to the ultimate point.
Consider "noise"!!! :)
I felt the earth on Monday. It moved beneath my feet
in the form of a morning paper. Laid out for me to see.
Saw his face in a corner picture. I recognized the name.
Could not stop staring at the. Face I'd never see again.
It's a shame to awake in a world of pain
What does it mean when a war has taken over
It's the same everyday in a hell manmade
What can be saved, and who will be left to hold her?
The whole world,... world over.
It's a worldwide suicide.
The whole world,... world over.
It's a worldwide suicide.
Medals on a wooden mantle. Next to a handsome face.
That the president took for granted.
Writing checks that others pay.
And in all the madness. Thought becomes numb and naive.
So much to talk about there's. Nothing for to say.
It's the same everyday and the wave won't break
Tell you to pray, while the devil's on their shoulder
Laying claim to the take our soldiers save
Does not equate, and the truth's already out there
The whole world,... world over.
It's a worldwide suicide.
The whole world,... world over.
It's a worldwide suicide.
Looking in the eyes of the fallen
You got to know there's another, another, another, another
Another way
It's a shame to awake in a world of pain
What does it mean when a war has taken over
It's the same everyday and the wave won't break
Tell you to pray, while the devil's on their shoulder
The whole world,... world over.
It's a worldwide suicide.
The whole world,... world over.
It's a worldwide suicide.
Triumph of the Will( Everything Means Nothing to Me.)
Elliot Smith Suffered his own internal war, wrote and sang the most eloquent and beautiful music.
Elliot you will be missed. You were a beautiful, sensitive person that realized our fate as humans is lost by the arrogance, insensitivity of political will and individual power.
Life is a struggle and war seems the way things get played out. Elliot was indeed a casualty of war. He left us all a gift we can meditate on.
Very sad. Very sad indeed!
This one has been the most powerful for me:
Southampton Dock
They disembarked in 45
And no-one spoke and no-one smiled
There were to many spaces in the line.
Gathered at the cenotaph
All agreed with the hand on heart
To sheath the sacrificial Knifes.
But now
She stands upon Southampton dock
With her handkerchief
And her summer frock clings
To her wet body in the rain.
In quiet desperation knuckles
White upon the slippery reins
She bravely waves the boys goodbye again.
And still the dark stain spreads between
His shoulder blades.
A mute reminder of the poppy fields and graves.
And when the fight was over
We spent what they had made.
But in the bottom of our hearts
We felt the final cut.
Leonard Cohen - There Is A War
I didn't expect this thread to end up like this. I think it's because I've combined two popular subjects on Lets Run: music and war.
But please, watch the video from my first post. It's so awful yet sooo good.
Add Flags of Freedom by Neil Young, some Leonard Cohen, Phil Ochs, Joan Baez and you have a definitve list.
The video is pathetic. Somebody actually spent money on that shit! Nice to sing about war being BIZZNESS in front of your Porche. Ends up being very comical, but there's nothing comical about War.
Mothers Pride"
Oh she knows
She takes his hand
And prays the child will understand
At the door they watch the men go by
In the clothes that daddy wore
Mothers pride
Baby boy
His father's eyes
He's a soldier waiting for war
Time will come
He'll hold a gun
His father's son
And as he grows
He hears the band
Takes the step from boy to man
And at the shore she waves her son goodbye
Like the man she did before
Mothers pride
Just a boy
His country's eyes
He's a soldier waving at the shore
And in her heart the time has come
To lose a son
And all the husbands, all the sons, all the lovers gone
They make no difference
No difference in the end
Still hear the woman say your daddy died a hero
In the name of god and man
Mothers pride
Crazy boy
His lifeless eyes
He's a soldier now forevermore
He'll hold a gun till kingdom come
Yeah, Final Cut is one of the most under appreciated albums EVER, imho, and a great "anti-war".
Another one from Roger Waters wrote:
This one has been the most powerful for me:
Southampton Dock
They disembarked in 45
And no-one spoke and no-one smiled
There were to many spaces in the line.
Gathered at the cenotaph
All agreed with the hand on heart
To sheath the sacrificial Knifes.
But now
She stands upon Southampton dock
With her handkerchief
And her summer frock clings
To her wet body in the rain.
In quiet desperation knuckles
White upon the slippery reins
She bravely waves the boys goodbye again.
And still the dark stain spreads between
His shoulder blades.
A mute reminder of the poppy fields and graves.
And when the fight was over
We spent what they had made.
But in the bottom of our hearts
We felt the final cut.
War Pigs - Black Sabbath
"Politicians have them selves to blame, they only started the war. Why should they go out to fight they leave that up to the poor"
Still true today.
Elvis Costello "What's so Funny about Peace, Love and Understanding?". Not anti-war, but it is pro-peace, just as importantly.
you are so gay, blowing in the wind is gay and, once again, you are too. Homo
Donovan's "Universal Soldier" as performed at The Secret Policemen's Other Ball:
He's five foot-two, and he's six feet-four,
He fights with missiles and with spears.
He's all of thirty-one, and he's only seventeen,
Been a soldier for a thousand years.
He'a a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain,
A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew.
And he knows he shouldn't kill,
And he knows he always will,
Kill you for me my friend and me for you.
And he's fighting for Canada,
He's fighting for France,
He's fighting for the USA,
And he's fighting for the Russians,
And he's fighting for Japan,
And he thinks we'll put an end to war this way.
And he's fighting for Democracy,
He's fighting for the Reds,
He says it's for the peace of all.
He's the one who must decide,
Who's to live and who's to die,
And he never sees the writing on the wall.
But without him,
How would Hitler have condemned him at Labau?
Without him Caesar would have stood alone,
He's the one who gives his body
As a weapon of the war,
And without him all this killing can't go on.
He's the Universal Soldier and he really is to blame,
His orders come from far away no more,
They come from here and there and you and me,
And brothers can't you see,
This is not the way we put the end to war.
badger wrote:
you are so gay, blowing in the wind is gay and, once again, you are too. Homo
Once again I'm going to enjoy some buttsecks right now!
Makeshift Patriot by Sage Francis
Fourtunate Son by CCR is by far my favorite.
OMBTS, I was about to post that one. Don't know if it's "anti-war" but it's anti-talk-tough-but-let-someone-else-pay-the-price.