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Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
The unfortunate thing about this lyric is that people who have been asked to do nothing more than help keep our fellow citizens safe, healthy, and educated, think this is for them.
not to mention that the context of standing up to unjust government policing was reinterpreted by 90s skateboard kids as "be a dick to your teachers and parents"
And some of those that burn crosses, are the same that hold office.
From wikipedia:
Zack de la Rocha sometimes changed the lyrics in the second verse from "Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses" to "Some of those that burn crosses are the same that hold office" when playing live.
Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do
Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do.

You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter, don't you call me, 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
You can just replace company store with whatever capitalist institution owns you. π«
And then one day you find Ten years have got behind you No one told you when to run You missed the starting gun
-Pink Floyd
They do quiet, existential despair like no-one else.
It's the English way
Wish you were here is next level on that front
The Vengabus is coming, the Vengabus is coming, The Vengabus is coming, the Vengabus is coming, The Vengabus is coming, the Vengabus is coming, The Vengabus is coming, the Vengabus is coming, The Vengabus is coming, the Vengabus is coming
I've been waiting for the next Vengabus since 1998. Our public transport infrastructure is a fucking joke.
Ask not for whom the Vengabus comes, for it comes for thee.
Yes I know my enemies; They're the teachers who taught me to fight me.
Compromise, Conformity, Assimilation, Submission, Ignorance, Hypocrisy, Brutality, The elite - All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
What? The land of the free? Whoever told you that is your enemy!
You can check out, but you can never leave.
No one told you when to run
You missed the starting gun
- Pink Floyd, Time
The older I get the less I like that one
Fuckin magnets, how do they work?
- The bards Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope
Some say the end is near Some say we'll see Armageddon soon Certainly hope will I sure could use a vacation from this Bull shit three ring sideshow circus of freaks
Learn to swim Learn to swim Learn to swim
They call me the hiphoppopotamus
Flows that glow like phosphorus
Poppin' off the top o' this esophagus
Rockin' this metropolis
I'm not a large water dwelling mammal
Where did you get that preposterous hypothesis?
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! x14
PARA BAILAR LA BAMBA
PARA BAILAR LA BAMBA SE NECESITA UN POQUITO DE GRACIA
UN POQUITO DE GRACIA PA'TI PA'MI ARRIBA Y ARRIBA
Y ARRIBA Y ARRIBA
POR TI SERΓ POR TI SERΓ
"The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had" Mad World, Tears for Fears.
Stuck with me from when I listenerd originally.
Tequila!
Deine Gewalt ist nur ein stummer Schrei nach Liebe
Deine Springerstiefel sehnen sich nach ZΓ€rtlichkeit
Du hast nie gelernt, dich zu artikulieren
Und deine Eltern hatten niemals fΓΌr dich Zeit
Oh-ho-ho, Arschloch!
I only lived in Germany for a bit, but this one stuck in my head pretty hard. Schrei nach Liebe by Die Γrzte
If you tolerate this, then your children will be next.
It's transcended time
If you choose not to decide you still have made a choice. - Freewill by Rush.
βDespite all my rage Iβm still just a rat in a cageβ
&
βSo, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you could tell?
Did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here
Weβre just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have we found
The same old fears
Wish you were hereβ
Jeff Tweedy is, I think, the greatest American lyricist of his generation. His stuff always hits. But for some reason, Wilco- She's a Jar and it's chorus, has always stuck with me.
"Just climb aboard
The tracks of a trains arm
In my fragile family tree
And watch me floating inches above
The people under me"
Another one from Jeff's (I've seen him in concert 5 times already, I can call him Jeff) solo Album, Jeff Tweedy- I know what it's like
"When the lights are dim
In my window I have a twin
I'm always looking out
And he's always looking in
I know what it's like
Starting over again"
And then, finally, from one of the greatest flows in the rap game, MF DOOM- Figaro, and this weird ass lyric that has lived rent-free in my head since I heard it
"Off pride tykes talk wide through scar meat
Off sides like how Worf rides with Starfleet"
Everybody knows that the dice are loaded, Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed, Everybody knows the war is over, Everybody knows the good guys lost, Everybody knows the fight was fixed, The poor stay poor, the rich get rich, That's how it goes, Everybody knows
Everybody knows that the boat is leaking, Everybody knows the captain lied, Everybody got this broken feeling, Like their father or their dog just died, Everybody talking to their pockets, Everybody wants a box of chocolates, And a long-stem rose, Everybody knows...
As far as story telling, and war goes, "The General" by Dispatch:
[Verse 1]
There was a decorated general with a heart of gold
That likened him to all the stories he told
Of past battles won and lost, and legends of old
A seasoned veteran in his own time
On the battlefield, he gained respectful fame
With many medals of bravery and stripes to his name
He grew a beard as soon as he could to cover the scars on his face
And always urged his men on
[Verse 2]
But on the eve of a great battle with the infantry in dream
The old general tossed in his sleep and wrestled with its meaning
He awoke from that night to tell what he had seen
And walked slowly out of his tent
All the men held tall with their chests in the air
With courage in their blood and a fire in their stare
And it was a grey morning and they all wondered how they would fare
Till the old general told them to go home
[Chorus]
He said, "I have seen the others, and I have discovered
That this fight is not worth fighting
And I've seen their mothers
And I will no other
To follow me where I'm going
So take your shower, shine your shoes, you got no time to lose
You are young and you must be living
So take your shower, shine your shoes, you got no time to lose
You are young and you must be living
Go now, you are forgiven"
[Verse 3]
But the men stood fast with their guns on their shoulders
Not knowing what to do with their contradicting orders
The general said he would do his own duty but he would extend it no further
The men could go as they pleased
But not a man moved, their eyes gazed straight ahead
Till one by one they stepped back, and not a word was said
And the old general was left with his own words echoing in his head
He then prepared to fight
[Chorus]
He said, "I have seen the others, and I have discovered
That this fight is not worth fighting
And I've seen their mothers
And I will no other
To follow me where I'm going
[Outro]
Go now, you are forgiven
Go now, you are forgiven
Go now, you are forgiven
Go
I wanna live in the city with no friends or family
I'm gonna look out the window of my color TV
I wanna remember to remember to forget you forgot me
I'm gonna look out the window of my color TV
The universe is shaped exactly like the earth If you go straight long enough, you'll end up where you were
That whole album tbh
Abracadabra boom-shacka-dae
I'm Violent J and I'm back like a vertebrae
And I come with a hat full of tricks
Trunk full of Faygo, car full of fat chicks.
ICP. Hocus Pocus
Mnaa mnaa. Do do do do do.
Mnaa mnaa. Do do do do.
Mnaa mnaa. Do do do do do
Do do do, do do do, do do do do do do do do do do.
Remember kids, when in doubt, MNAA MNAA.
M-Make N-Nazis A-Afraid A-Again
The sun ablaze as Maria's foot touches the surface of sand
On northern land, as human contraband
Some rico from Jalisco passed her name to the Boss
She stuffed into a truckbed, she clutches her cross
Here comes the exhaust and it rips through her lungs
She's off fast to the pasture, like cattle she'll cross
Degree 106, sweat and vomit are thrown And she prays and suffocates upon the memories of home
Of Yanqui guns for blood, debts on the loans
Of smoldering fields, rape, rubble and bones
Of graves hidden, trapped up in visions of war
Of nothing, no one, nobody, no more
Hard to pick a RATM song, but Maria is one of my favourite lyrically. Also topical right now
ABCDEFG...
On that starry, starry night
You took your life, as lovers often do
But I could've told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you
- Also, probably anything written by Bowie, even as cryptic as his songs can sometimes be. Sound and Vision and Life on Mars stand out.
Please tell mom this is not her fault
I walk a lonely road, the only road that i have ever known.
You may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife
And you may ask yourself, "Well, how did I get here?"
