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Tracks with political agendas/attempt to wake up the populace

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posted on Jul, 18 2009 @ 07:48 PM
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So this is a fairly old track by my standards, but it sends a very good message in my opinion about how self obsessed and commercialised society has become and how we are not truely free but (as the lyrics say) we are free to do as the governments tells us

anyway here's the track (one of my faves in the breaks genre)



And here are the rather profound lyrics


your cellphone, your wallet, your time, your ideas
no barcode, no party, no ID, no beers
your bankcard, your licence, your thoughts, your fears
no simcard, no disco, no photo, not here

your blood, your sweat, your passions, your regrets
your profits, your time off, your fashions, your sex
your pills, your grass, your tits, your ass
your laughs, your balls, we want it all

we want your soul x 3
(in bg: your cash, your house, your phone, your life, your cash, your house, your phone, your life)

tell us your habits, your fads, your fears
give us your address, your shoe size, your years
your digits, your plans, your number, your eyes
your schedule, your desktop, your details, your life
show us your children, your photos, your home
here, take credit, take insurance, take a loan
get a job, get a pension, get a haircut, get a suit
play the lottery, play football, play the field, snort some toot

we'll show you shrinks, we'll show you spooks
we'll buy you drinks, throw away your books
we'll sell you crap, we'll charge you tax
wanna buy big guns? we'll front the cash

we want your soul x 5
(in bg: your cash, your house, your phone, your life, your cash, your house, your phone, your life)

your thoughts, your emotions, your love, your dreams
your cheque book, your essence, your sweat, your screams
your security, your sobriety, your innocence, your society
your self, your place, your distance, your space

[bill hicks]
go back to bed america your government is in control again
here watch this shut up
you are free to do as we tell you
you are free to do as we tell you
[/bill hicks]

we want your soul

here's boy bands, here's Mackers, here's Britney, here's Cola
here's pizza, here's TV, here's some rock and some roller
watch commercials, more commercials, watch Jerry, not Oprah
buy a better life from the comfort of your sofa
here's popcorn, here's magazines, here's milkshake, here's blue jeans
here's padded bras, here's armpit wax, here's football shirts, here's baseball caps
here's live talk shows, here's video games, here's cola lite, here's ten more lanes
here's filter tips, here's collagen lips, here's all night malls, here's plastic hips

we want your soul x 5
(in bg: your cash, your house, your phone, your life, your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
your soul (echo)

[bill hicks]
go back to bed America, your government is in control again
here, here's American Gladiators
watch this, shut up

go back to bed America
here's American Gladiators, here's 56 channels of it
watch these pituitary retards bang their #in' skulls together
and congratulate you on living in the land of freedom
here you go America
you are free to do as we tell you
you are free to do as we tell you
[/bill hicks]

we want your soul x 8
we want your soul x 8
(in bg: your cash, your house, your phone, your life, your cash, your house, your phone, your life)

no rookies, no stray, no drop-outs, no gays
no lefties, no loonies, no opinions, no way
no thinkers, no teachers, no facts, no freaks
no skaters, no tweekers, no truth, no sleep

we want your soul x6
(in bg: your cash, your house, your phone, your life, your cash, your house, your phone, your life)

here's popcorn, here's magazines, here's milkshake, here's blue jeans
here's padded bras, here's armpit wax, here's football shirts, here's baseball caps
here's very very very very very very very very very very very very long infomercials


So does anybody else have any tracks which satorise the pitfalls society or send out an awakening/political message to others they would like to share ?




posted on Jul, 20 2009 @ 06:24 AM
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The 4 Skins - Manifesto




posted on Jul, 20 2009 @ 06:33 AM
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The Clash - Clampdown



1-2-3-4!
Hey, hey!
Ooh!
the kingdom is ransacked
the jewels all taken back
and the chopper descends
they're hidden in the back
with a message on a half-baked tape
with the spool going round
saying im back here in this place
and i could cry
and there's smoke you could click on

What are we gonna do now?
Taking off his turban, they said, is this man a Jew?
Cos working for the clampdown
They put up a poster saying we earn more than you!
When we're working for the clampdown
We will teach our twisted speech
To the young believers
We will train our blue-eyed men
To be young believers

The judge said five to ten but I say double that again
I'm not working for the clampdown
No man born with a living soul
Can be working for the clampdown
Kick over the wall 'cause government's to fall
How can you refuse it?
Let fury have the hour, anger can be power
D'you know that you can use it?

The voices in your head are calling
Stop wasting your time, there's nothing coming
Only a fool would think someone could save you
The men at the factory are old and cunning
You don't owe nothing, so boy get runnin'
It's the best years of your life they want to steal

But, you grow up and you calm down and
You're working for the clampdown
You start wearing the blue and brown and
You're working for the clampdown
So you got someone to boss around
It makes you feel big now
You drift until you brutalize
You made your first kill now

In these days of evil presidentes
Working for the clampdown
But lately one or two has fully paid their due
For working for the clampdown
Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong!
Working for the clampdown
Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong!
Working for the clampdown

Yeah Im working hard in Harrisburg
Working hard in Petersburg
Working for the clampdown
Working for the clampdown
Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong
Begging to be melted down
Gitalong, gitalong
Work
Work
And I give away no secrets ha!
Work
More work
Work
Work



posted on Jul, 20 2009 @ 06:57 AM
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The Levelllers - Liberty Song




There's one too many, two too many holes
Getting bigger in the garden wall
And the people looking in are getting busy, they're getting bad
They're trying to suss it all
They're trying to get to me, to take my liberty

Got to go go, get out of here, away-way, you don't want me here
Got to go go, get out of here, go home
Because this means nothing to me
They way we were is the way I wanna be
This means nothing to me
The way we were is the way I wanna be

They're sending in the elite, complete with guns
To advertise the way to go
Faxing through the fax to make it clear
That they're the ones who know
They're trying to get to me, to take my liberty

Got to go go, get out of here, away-way, you don't want me here
Got to go go, get out of here, go home
Because this means nothing to me
They way we were is the way I wanna be
This means nothing to me
The way we were is the way I wanna be



posted on Jul, 20 2009 @ 03:15 PM
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posted on Jul, 21 2009 @ 06:43 PM
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Barry McGuire - Eve Of Destruction




The eastern world, it is exploding
Violence flarin’, bullets loadin’
You’re old enough to kill, but not for votin’
You don’t believe in war, but what’s that gun you’re totin’
And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin’

But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.

Don’t you understand what I’m tryin’ to say
Can’t you feel the fears I’m feelin’ today?
If the button is pushed, there’s no runnin’ away
There’ll be no one to save, with the world in a grave
[Take a look around ya boy, it's bound to scare ya boy]

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.

Yeah, my blood’s so mad feels like coagulatin’
I’m sitting here just contemplatin’
I can’t twist the truth, it knows no regulation.
Handful of senators don’t pass legislation
And marches alone can’t bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin’
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin’

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.

Think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
You may leave here for 4 days in space
But when you return, it’s the same old place
The poundin’ of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, but don’t leave a trace
Hate your next-door neighbor, but don’t forget to say grace
And… tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend
You don’t believe
We’re on the eve
Of destruction
Mm, no no, you don’t believe
We’re on the eve
of destruction.



posted on Jul, 22 2009 @ 12:06 AM
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posted on Jul, 22 2009 @ 12:11 AM
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Good finds whaaa & freeborn!




Come on all of you big strong men
Uncle Sam needs your help again
he's got himself in a terrible jam
way down yonder in Viet Nam so
put down your books and pick up a gun we're
gonna have a whole lotta fun


And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for
don't ask me I don't give a damn, next stop is Viet Nam
And it's five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
ain't no time to wonder why, whoopee we're all gonna die

Come on wall street don't be slow
why man this war is a go-go
there's plenty good money to be made by
supplying the army with the tools of its trade
let's hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
they drop it on the Viet Cong

Come on generals, let's move fast
your big chance has come at last
now you can go out and get those reds
cos the only good commie is the one that's dead and
you know that peace can only be won when we've
blown 'em all to kingdom come

Come on mothers throughout the land
pack your boys off to Viet Nam
come on fathers don't hesitate
send your sons off before it's too late
and you can be the first ones on your block
to have your boy come home in a box



posted on Jul, 22 2009 @ 05:25 AM
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This song was written and originally recorded by Ed Pickford a relatively unknown English folk singer who was born and lived all his life very close to where I live.

Unfortunately I can not find a you tube video of him singing so to compensate here are two different, but very good versions of his song.

Dick Gaughan - The Workers Song


Dropkick Murphy's - The Workers Song



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