Ask Lemmy

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

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

"Fuck the police"

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

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

ABCDEFG...

• Vincent, by Don McLean

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

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?"

Ten million dollars in a losing campaign

Twenty million starving and writhing in pain

Big, strong people, unwilling to give

Small in vision and perspective

One in five kids below the poverty line

One population running out of time

Bad Religion, Punk Rock Song from the album The Gray Race.

I walk a lonely road, the only road that i have ever known.

Right now? "Democranz and republicrats" gets me.

the CEO's are shredding files
And the democrins and the republicrats
Are flashing their toothy smiles

And uncle Tom is posing for a photo op with the oval office clan
And uncle Sam is rigging cockfights in the promised land

*Ani Difranco, "Serpentine" *

The Clash's "(White Man) In Hammersmith Palais"

All over people changing their votes

Along with their old codes

If Adolf Hitler flew in today

They'd send a limousine straight away

Nothing More
"Fade In / Fade Out"

Just the other day I looked at my father
It was the first time I saw he'd grown old
Canyons through his skin and the rivers that made them
Carve the stories I was told

He said, "Son
I have watched you fade in
You will watch me fade out
I have watched you fade in
You will watch me fade out
When the grip leaves my hand
I know you won't let me down

Go and find your way
Leave me in your wake
Always push through the pain
And don't run away from change
Never settle, make your mark
Hold your head up, follow your heart
Follow your heart

Not the full lyrics but a great song that helped me mourn the losses in my life.

Better, it hits harder every year.

I just wanna fuckin sleep

Bath Salts by Highly Suspect

"i just wanna get really high, smoke weed until i die"

Hayes Carll sings, in his American Dream song - "Nothing changes, even when it wants to" and that struck me pretty hard.

Older-

Emmylou Harris the whole Red Dirt Girl song, my goodness but particularly "she loved her brother, I remember back when he was fixin up a '49 Indian. He told her "little sister gonna ride the wind, up around the moon and back again." Well he never got farther than Vietnam, I was standing there with her when the telegram come."

@FinjaminPoach@lemmy.world my kids absolutely LOVE that Vincent song. It's so good, straight through.

Working 9 to 5 What a way to make a livin'...

The complete lyrics hold up very well

Hey Pacman. What's up?

"I've seen the future. I can't afford it. To tell you the truth sir, someone just bought it." -ABC

Millionaire - ABC

Religion and sex are powerplays
Manipulate the people for the money they pay
Selling skin, selling God
The numbers look the same on their credit cards
Politicians say no to drugs
While we pay for wars in South America

Fighting fire with empty words
While the banks get fat
And the poor stay poor
And the rich get rich
And the cops get paid
To look away
As the one percent rules America

“Spreading the Disease” from the album “Operation: Mindcrime” by Queensrÿche (1988)

too many to list really.
Top of my head:

To me, coming from you, friend is a four letter word. When i go fishing for the words, i am wishing you would say to me, i'm really only praying that, the words you'll soon be saying, like, betray the way you feel about me.

I know someday you'll have a beautiful life

I know you'll be a star in somebody else's sky

But why, why, why can't it be, oh can't it be mine?

It's the sale 'ol shit Different day Gotta get up Gotta get up

The entire lyric to The Weakerthans - This is a Fire Door, Never Leave Open

Headlights race towards the corner of the dining room
And half illuminate a face before they disappear \ You breathe in forty years of failing to describe a feeling \ I breathe out smoke against a window
Trace the letters in your name

Our letters sound the same
Full of all our changing
That isn't change at all
All straight lines circle sometime

You said, "Somewhere, there's a box full of replacement parts
To all the tenderness we've broken or let rust away."
Somewhere, sympathy is more than just a way of leaving
Somewhere, someone says, "I'm sorry."
Someone's making plans to stay

So tell me it's okay
Tell me anything
Or show me there's a pull
Unassailable

That will lead you there from the dark alone
To benevolence that you've never known
Or you knew when you were four and can't remember

Where a small knife tears out those sloppy seams
And the silence knows what your silence means
And your metaphors, as mixed as you can make them
Are linked like days, together

I still hear trains at night when the wind is right
I remember everything
Lick and thread this string

That will never mend you or tailor more
Than a memory of a kitchen floor
Or the fire door that we kept propping open

And I love this place: the enormous sky
And the faces, hands that I'm haunted by
So why can't I forgive these buildings
These frameworks labeled home?

Headlights race towards the corner of the dining room
And half illuminate a face before they disappear

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La Marseillaise, the French National Anthem.

We need another revolution against the rich. This song should be blasted in front of the houses of rich fucks and whenever they show up in public.

My mother always told me,
Always be good boy, don't ever play with guns
I shot a man in Reno
Just to watch him die.

Peter Gabriel - The Rhythm Of The Heat (Peter Gabriel, 1982)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ov3tPrIUbUk

Also French Punk : Bérurier Noir, Porcherie (pig's pen), Translated here : https://lyricstranslate.com/en/porcherie-pigsty.html

Ended with chants "youth shits on the national front"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpH0gre8AQw

Stuffing corpses full of shit and pain.

They bloviate about a future beyond the moon. To bring about another planet's doom

To discover peaceful life and beat our war-drum to its tune Unless my prayers are answered

Our end is coming soon.

Protest the Hero - Sequoia Throne

The rest of their discography is fantastic, but their lyrics in this album which penned by their former bass player is just another league.

Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
He knows that something somewhere has to break
He sees the family home now
Looming in his headlights
The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache