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PROTEST & REBELLION SONGS.."get it off your chest"
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PROTEST & REBELLION SONGS.."get it off your chest"
The only stipulation here is that the song should be commentary, controversial, expressing a rebellious, protesting "frame of mind"; generally, or speciffically, about society, culture, economics, wealth, poverty, politics, war, peace, relationships, etc, etc, etc.
How about some songs which, when you heard them, you thought, "Yeh, those lyrics tell it like it is!" or maybe you were offended by the controversial lyrics.
Your song selection may be from any time period in history and about any topic you choose, old songs and new songs.
Please be free to post protest & rebellion songs which either you agreed with or which "honked" you off.
Here is an opportunity to "Get it off your chest!" Go ahead and briefly include memorable lyrics of the song if you like [ if you remember ๐ ]
To begin.....here's a protest song: Subterranean Homesick Blues Bob Dylan
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Eve of Destruction
Barry McGuire
Eastern world it is exploding
Violent flares and bullets loading
You're old enough to kill but not for voting
You don't believe in war but what's that gun your toting?
And even the Jordan river has bodies floating
And you tell me over and over and over again my friend
You don't believe were on the eve of destruction
Well look at all the hate there is in Red China
Take a look around at Selma Alabama
You may leave here for four days in space
When you return it's that same old place
Love your next door neighbor but don't forget to say grace
And you tell me over and over and over again my friend
You don't believe were on the eve of destruction
You don't believe were on the eve of destruction
You don't believe were on the eve of destruction
Songwriters: EVE JEFFERS, MELVIN CHARLES BRADFORD, LEON HAYWOOD, MARSHALL MCQUEEN, BILL JR. WILLIAMS
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Anything by Bob Dylan ! I didn't much care for his singing, but his lyrics were the poetry of the age... My two favorites are:
Bob Dylan - "The Times, They Are A-Changing"
Come gather โround people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
Youโll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savinโ
Then you better start swimminโ or youโll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changinโ
Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance wonโt come again
And donโt speak too soon
For the wheelโs still in spin
And thereโs no tellinโ who that itโs naminโ
For the loser now will be later to win
For the times they are a-changinโ
Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Donโt stand in the doorway
Donโt block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
Thereโs a battle outside and it is raginโ
Itโll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changinโ
Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And donโt criticize
What you canโt understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly aginโ
Please get out of the new one if you canโt lend your hand
For the times they are a-changinโ
The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is rapidly fadinโ
And the first one now will later be last
For the times they are a-changinโ
From the album of the same name, 1963
Second Place: Bob Dylan - "Talking the World War Three Blues"
Some time ago a crazy dream came to me
I dreamt I was walkinโ into World War Three
I went to the doctor the very next day
To see what kinda words he could say
He said it was a bad dream
I wouldnโt worry โbout it none, though
They were my own dreams and theyโre only in my head
I said, โHold it, Doc, a World War passed through my brainโ
He said, โNurse, get your pad, this boyโs insaneโ
He grabbed my arm, I said, โOuch!โ
As I landed on the psychiatric couch
He said, โTell me about itโ
Well, the whole thing started at 3 oโclock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When I peeked out from a manhole cover
Wondering who turned the lights on
Well, I got up and walked around
And up and down the lonesome town
I stood a-wondering which way to go
I lit a cigarette on a parking meter and walked on down the road
It was a normal day
Well, I rung the fallout shelter bell
And I leaned my head and I gave a yell
โGive me a string bean, Iโm a hungry manโ
A shotgun fired and away I ran
I donโt blame them too much though, I know I look funny
Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand
I seen a man
I said, โHowdy friend, I guess thereโs just us twoโ
He screamed a bit and away he flew
Thought I was a Communist
Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave
โLetโs go and play Adam and Eveโ
I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpinโ
When she said, โHey man, you crazy or sumpinโ
You see what happened last time they startedโ
Well, I seen a Cadillac window uptown
And there was nobody arounโ
I got into the driverโs seat
And I drove down 42nd Street
In my Cadillac. Good car to drive after a war
Well, I remember seeinโ some ad
So I turned on my Conelrad
But I didnโt pay my Con Ed bill
So the radio didnโt work so well
Turned on my record playerโ
It was Rock-a-day Johnny singinโ, โTell Your Ma, Tell Your Pa
Our Loveโs A-gonna Grow Ooh-wah, Ooh-wahโ
I was feelinโ kinda lonesome and blue
I needed somebody to talk to
So I called up the operator of time
Just to hear a voice of some kind
โWhen you hear the beep it will be three oโclockโ
She said that for over an hour
And I hung up
Well, the doctor interrupted me just about then
Sayinโ, โHey Iโve been havinโ the same old dreams
But mine was a little different you see
I dreamt that the only person left after the war was me
I didnโt see you aroundโ
Well, now time passed and now it seems
Everybodyโs having them dreams
Everybody sees themselves
Walkinโ around with no one else
Half of the people can be part right all of the time
Some of the people can be all right part of the time
But all of the people canโt be all right all of the time
I think Abraham Lincoln said that
โIโll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yoursโ
I said that
From "The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan" Album, 1963
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Protest songs are not a thing of the past. There is still alot to sing about.
My sister and I are writing protest songs all the time for our ministry. To view the videos go to www.2americangirls.weebly.com
(Weebly is the server and the website builder.)
Our ministry is focused on Earth Welfare.
Thanks.
Irma
The eastern world, it is explodin',
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 trying to say?
And can't you feel the fears I'm feeling today?
If the button is pushed, there's no running away,
There'll be no one to save with the world in a grave,
Take a look around you, boy, it's bound to scare you, 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 sittin' 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!
Ah, you may leave here, for four days in space,
But when your 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 you tell me over and over and over and over again my friend,
You don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.
No, no, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.
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