Older songs that are very apt from 2020 onward

So, I'm going about my morning with a little KMFDM playing, and it struck me just how prophetic New American Century's lyrics are, start to finish, for a 2005 song.

The verse below in particular sticks out as worthy of a Captain Obvious observation, "...We're a bunch of blind-ass bats over here..."

No one dares to say a word
Our panic drives all human herds
In the land where cash is king
Our silence bought and sold for free
The future's banging on our door
When RealID will be the law
Love thy neighbor and turn him in
It's called patriotism

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Ok, your turns -- got any songs to share that are like the fortune telling blasts from the past trying to slap sense into us?

Also, since I'm not sure where I should put this in the first place, it's getting posted in the music forum due to the obvious music content. Be mindful of that when commenting, this isn't The Pit.

a reply to: Nyiah

A solid march to play when you're allowed out for your Vid Vax and free government cheese:

That's When I Reach For My Revolver
by Catherine Wheel



Once I had my heroes, once I had my dreams
But all of that is changed now. It' gets twisted inside out
The truth is not that comfortable, no. No.

And Mother taught us patience, the virtues of restraint
And Father taught us boundaries, in order we must go
The vanity will corner us, yeah

That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when it all gets blown away
That's when I reach for my revolver
That feeling passes by this way

A friend of mine once told me, his one and only aim
To build a giant castle, and in it sign his name
The silence whispers "Me and you in chains."


That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when it all gets blown away
That's when I reach for my revolver
That feeling passes by this way


And now the sky is empty, but that is nothing new
The dead eyes look upon us
And they tell me we're nothing but things.





Trust Your Mechanic
by The Dead Kennedys



TV invents a disease you think you have
So you buy our drugs and soon you depend on them
Pain is in your mind, got you coming back for more again and again and again and again
Gonna rip you off, rip you off!

Doctor says you need surgery now
You're feeling good, 'til the side effects f up something else
You're ensnared by the medicine man paying up the ass again and again
Gonna rip you off!

Trust your mechanic to mend your car
Bring it in to his garage
He tightens and loosens a few spare parts
One thing's fixed, another falls apart
And the rich eat you!

A magazine says your face don't look quite right
Unless you wear our brand new wonder creme tonight
Never look right again, unless you grease your skin
Again and again and again and again, gonna rip you off!

Told you're depressed, so of course you see the psychiatrist
Right when you hit your neuroses' roots, he confuses you
He fs your head up worse, gotcha feeling helpless
You're coming back for more again and again
Gonna rip you off, rip you off!

Trust your mechanic
To make you well
You're seeing an awful lot of him now
The quicker he makes your life fall apart
The more money you put in his pockets

Trust your mechanic to plug your holes
Trust him to make more, somewhere else
Trust your mechanic, he'll always come through and rip you off!

''Some people might get some pleasure out of hate
Me, I've enough already on my plate
People might need some tension to relax
Me, I'm too busy dodging between the flak

What you see is what you get
You've made your bed, you'd better lie in it
You choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies wash you down and their promises rust''

You only need one song for now and that's Bob Dylan "blowing in the wind". Very apt when he first sang it and more so now.

a reply to: Nyiah

Here's one from back when newspapers were a thing -




It says here that this year's prince is born
It says here do you ever wish
That you were better informed
And it says here that we can only stop the rot
With a large dose of Law and Order
And a touch of the short sharp shock

If this does not reflect you view you should understand
That those who own the papers also own this land
And they'd rather you believed
In Coronation Street capers
In the war of circulation, it sells newspapers
Could it be an infringement
Of the freedom of the press
To print pictures of women in states of undress

a reply to: Nyiah




Wake up you sleepy head
Put on some clothes, shake up your bed
Put another log on the fire for me
I've made some breakfast and coffee
I look out my window what do I see
A crack in the sky and a hand reaching down to me
All the nightmares came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay
What are we coming to
No room for me, no fun for you
I think about a world to come
Where the books were found by the Golden ones
Written in pain, written in awe
By a puzzled man who questioned
What we work here for
All the strangers came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh You Pretty Things (Oh You Pretty Things)
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Oh You Pretty Things (Oh You Pretty Things)
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane

Let me make it plain
You gotta make way for the Homo Superior
Look out at your children
See their faces in golden rays
Don't kid yourself they belong to you
They're the start of a coming race
The earth is a bitch
We've finished our news
Homo Sapiens have outgrown their use
All the strangers came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh You Pretty Things (Oh You Pretty Things)
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Oh You Pretty Things (Oh You Pretty Things)
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Let me make it plain
You gotta make way for the Homo Superior

a reply to: xuenchen

Yeah!! The Chambers Bros.
One of the greatest songs ever recorded.

My tears have come and gone.
Oh my Lord, I have to roam.
I have no home.

Peter Tosh - The Poor Man Feel It:



And just thinking, in case Harry and Meghan are watching, if you ever feel like doing something truly "woke".

Peter Tosh - Buk-in-Hamm Palace:

a reply to: Nyiah

The system we learn says we're equal under law
But the streets are reality, the weak and poor will fall
Let's tip the power balance and tear down their crown
Educate the masses, We'll burn the White House down

Peace

a reply to: olaru12

That's an excellent theme song for being frustrated, hubs and our younger kid are BIG Skillet fans, so I think I've heard just about every song they've done by now. Sick Of It definitely hits on a lot of covid, social & political frustration-related stuff most folks can definitely relate to

Ship of Fools by World Party - a song from my past, perhaps more apt today for a range of world problems, not least the destruction of the natural world...

Link in case the vid does not connect....

We're setting sail to the place on the map
From which no one has ever returned
Drawn by the promise of the joker and the fool
And by the light of the crosses that burn.
Drawn by the promise of the women and the lace
And the gold and the cotton and pearls
It's the place where they keep all the darkness you need
You sail away from the light of the world on this trip, baby
You will pay tomorrow
etc