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Don't sit upon a pedestal and raise your voice, if you're to deaf to listen to the people's choice.
The truth motherfucker.
Tell me the truth, the truth, the truth; the truth you sucker.



Why Don't You Get A Life And Grow Up
Why Don't You Realize That You're Fucked Up
Why Criticize What You Don't Understand
Why Change My Words, You're So Afraid

You Think You Have The Right To
Put Me Down
Propaganda Hides Your Scum
Face To Face You Don't Have A Word To Say
You Got In My Way, Now You'll Have To Pay

Don't, Don't Believe What You
See
Don't, Don't Believe What You Read
No!!!

I Know My Ways, I'm Here To Stay
I Didn't Start All This Yesterday
I'll Prove You Wrong All The Way
Life Teaches Me You're Always Alone

Don't, Don't Believe What You
See
Don't, Don't Believe What You Read
No!!!


(uiteraard niets persoonlijk)!
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No offense taken; but let me counter this idea with some more lyrics.


Refuse/Resist


Chaos A.D.
Tanks On The Streets
Confronting Police
Bleeding The Plebs
Raging Crowd
Burning Cars
Bloodshed Starts
Who'll Be Alive?!

Chaos A.D.
Army In Siege
Total Alarm
I'm Sick Of This
Inside The State
War Is Created
No Man's Land
What Is This Shit?!

Refuse/resist
Refuse

Chaos A.D.
Disorder Unleashed
Starting To Burn
Starting To Lynch
Silence Means Death
Stand On Your Feet
Inner Fear
Your Worst Enemy

Refuse/resist
Meester Zhuang's repliek op de vraag om minister te worden:
"Scheer je weg! Ik geef er de voorkeur aan om in mijn modderpoel te blijven spelen, in plaats van me door een potentaat in het gareel te laten slaan! Nooit van mijn leven zal ik een ambt aanvaarden, Maar altijd fijn blijven doen waar ik zin in heb."
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ok, ok, that is speaking bro.......


now my turn again:GROUP AREAS ACT

If I'm dreaming don't wake me up if it's a lie don't tell me the truth
Chorus

'Cause what the truth will do, it's gonna hurt my heart
Being in the darkness for so long now
Mr. President, did I hear you well Last night on TV
You said:
The group areas act is going Apartheid is going (x2)

Ina me eye me sight the future so bright
I mean I my eyes
I see the future so bright

When the blackie manna coming together
With the whitey manna (x2)
Whitey manna coming together with the blackman

Chorus:
If I'm dreaming

Gazing at my crystal ball I see the future so bright
The fighting's gonna stop now
We'll forgive and forget I know Mr. President
You can't please everyone
But everybody liked it
When you said

Group areas act is going
Apartheid is going (x2)

Chorus:
If I'm dreaming (till fade)
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779arley - War


Until the philosophy which hold one race superior
And another
Inferior
Is finally
And permanently
Discredited
And abandoned -
Everywhere is war -
Me say war.

That until there no longer
First class and second class citizens of any nation
Until the colour of a man's skin
Is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes -
Me say war.

That until the basic human rights
Are equally guaranteed to all,
Without regard to race -
Dis a war.

That until that day
The dream of lasting peace,
World citizenship
Rule of international morality
Will remain in but a fleeting illusion to be pursued,
But never attained -
Now everywhere is war - war.

And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes
that hold our brothers in Angola,
In Mozambique,
South Africa
Sub-human bondage
Have been toppled,
Utterly destroyed -
Well, everywhere is war -
Me say war.

War in the east,
War in the west,
War up north,
War down south -
War - war -
Rumours of war.
And until that day,
The African continent
Will not know peace,
We Africans will fight - we find it necessary -
And we know we shall win
As we are confident
In the victory

Of good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah!
Good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah!
Good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah! /fadeout/
Meester Zhuang's repliek op de vraag om minister te worden:
"Scheer je weg! Ik geef er de voorkeur aan om in mijn modderpoel te blijven spelen, in plaats van me door een potentaat in het gareel te laten slaan! Nooit van mijn leven zal ik een ambt aanvaarden, Maar altijd fijn blijven doen waar ik zin in heb."
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Sinead O' Connor - Famine

Okay, I want to talk about Ireland
Specifically I want to talk about the "famine"
About the fact that there never really was one
There was no "famine"
See Irish people were only allowed to eat potatoes
All of the other food, meat, fish, vegetables,
were shipped out of the country under armed guard
To England while the Iris hpeople starved
And then in the middle of all this
They gave us money not to teach our children Irish
And so we lost our history
And this is what I think is still hurting me

You see we're like a child that's been battered
Has to drive itself out of it's head because it's frightened
Still feels all the painful feelings
But they lose contact with the memory
And this leads to massive self-destruction
Alcoholism, drug addiction
All desperate attempts at running
And in it's worst form
Becomes actual killing
And if there ever is gonna be healing
There has to be remembering
And then grieving
So that there then can be forgiving
There has to be knowledge and understanding

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong

An American army regulation
Says you mustn't kill more than ten percent of a nation
'Cos to do so causes permanent "psychological damage"
It's not permanent but they didn't know that
Anyway during the supposed "famine"
We lost a lot more than 10% of our nation
Through deaths on land or on ships of emigration
But what finally broke us is not starvation
No it's use in the controlling of our education
School go on about "Black 47"
On and on about "The terrible famine"
But what they don't say is in truth
There really never was one

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from
All the lonely people
where do they all belong

So let's take a look can we
The highest statistics of child abuse in the EEC
And we say we're a Christian country
But we've lost contact with our history
See we used to worship God as a mother
We're suffering from post traumatic stress disorder
Look at all our old men in the pubs
Look at all our young people on drugs
We used to worship God as a mother
Now look at what we're doing to each other
We've even made killers of ourselves
The most child-like trusting people in the Universe
And this is what's wrong with us
Our history books the parent figures lied to us
I see the Irish
As a race like a child
That got itself smashed in the face
And if there ever is gonna be healing
There has to be remembering
And then grieving
So that there then can be forgiving
There has to be knowledge and understanding

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from
(That I can tell you in one word)
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong

And if there ever is gonna be healing
There has to be remembering
And then grieving
So that there then can be forgiving
There has to be knowledge and understanding

And if there ever is gonna be healing
There has to be remembering
And then grieving
So that there then can be forgiving
There has to be knowledge and understanding

We stand on the brink of a great achievement
In this Ireland there is no solution
To be found to our disagreements
By shooting each other

Because of our tradition everyone here knows who he is
and what God expects him to do

Forgiveness, forgiveness
Knowledge
Yes
And understanding

Forgiveness
Equate, be driven
Frogiveness
Knowledge
Yes
And understanding[/b]
Niets bestaat dat niet iets anders aanraakt
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The Beatles - I am the walrus

I am he
as you are he
as you are me
and we are all together
See how they run
like pigs from a gun
see how they fly
I'm crying
Meester Zhuang's repliek op de vraag om minister te worden:
"Scheer je weg! Ik geef er de voorkeur aan om in mijn modderpoel te blijven spelen, in plaats van me door een potentaat in het gareel te laten slaan! Nooit van mijn leven zal ik een ambt aanvaarden, Maar altijd fijn blijven doen waar ik zin in heb."
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ik wilde hier nog 1 ding aan toe voegen

spoken:

Some of you young folks have been saying to me :
He pops; whatever do you meen what a wonderful world?
How about all them walls all over the place,
you call them wonderful, hmmm?
And how about hunger and pollution?
They ain't so wonderful either.

Well how about listening to old pops for a minute?
It seems to me it aint the world that's so bad,
but what we are doing to it and all I am saying is see what a wonderful world it would be if only we'd give it a chance.
Love baby Love.
That's the secret.
Yeeaah.
If lots more of us loved each other we'd solve much more problems,
ans then this world would be better.
That's why old pops keeps saying:

singing:

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
They're really saying "I love you"

I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world

Oh yeah


Louis Armstrong


Dit vind ik wel zo mooi.
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Meester Zhuang's repliek op de vraag om minister te worden:
"Scheer je weg! Ik geef er de voorkeur aan om in mijn modderpoel te blijven spelen, in plaats van me door een potentaat in het gareel te laten slaan! Nooit van mijn leven zal ik een ambt aanvaarden, Maar altijd fijn blijven doen waar ik zin in heb."
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Eén van mijn favorieten (vooral het couplet dat ik in vette tekst heb gezet.):

779arley met Get up stand up


Get Up, Stand Up, stand up for your right (3 times)
Get Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fight

Preacher man don't tell me heaven is under the earth
I know you don't know what life is really worth
Is not all that glitters in gold and
Half the story has never been told
So now you see the light, aay
Stand up for your right. Come on

Get Up, Stand Up, stand up for your right
Get Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fight
(Repeat)

Most people think great God will come from the sky
Take away ev'rything, and make ev'rybody feel high
But if you know what life is worth
You would look for yours on earth
And now you see the light
You stand up for your right, yeah!

Get Up, Stand Up, stand up for your right
Get Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fight
Get Up, Stand Up. Life is your right
So we can't give up the fight
Stand up for your right, Lord, Lord
Get Up, Stand Up. Keep on struggling on
Don't give up the fight

We're sick and tired of your ism and skism game
Die and go to heaven in Jesus' name, Lord
We know when we understand
Almighty God is a living man
You can fool some people sometimes
But you can't fool all the people all the time
So now we see the light
We gonna stand up for our right


So you'd better get up, stand up, stand up for your right
Get Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fight
Get Up, Stand Up, stand up for your right
Get Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fight.
'The past is a source of knowledge, and the future is a source of hope. Love of the past implies faith in the future. '
Stephen E. Ambrose
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Dit liedje hoorde ik laatst op mijn computer. (Dit is toch niet strafbaar he Proos? Als ik het zo formuleer? :wink: ) Het werd door Robbie Robertson gezongen. (Dat is een Amerikaanse Indiaan).

the Ghost Dance

Crow has brought the message
to the children of the sun
for the return of the buffalo
and for a better day to come

You can kill my body
You can damn my soul
for not believing in your god
and some world down below

You don't stand a chance
against my prayers
You don't stand a chance
against my love
They outlawed the Ghost Dance
but we shall live again,
we shall live again

My sister above
She has red paint
She died at Wounded Knee
like a later day saint

You got the big drum in the distance
the blackbird in the sky
That's the sound that you hear
when the buffalo cry

You don't stand a chance
against my prayers
You don't stand a chance
against my love
They outlawed the Ghost Dance
but we shall live again,
we shall live again

Crazy Horse was a mystic
He knew the secret of the trance
And Sitting Bull the great apostle
of the Ghost Dance

Come on Comanche
Come on Blackfoot
Come on Shoshone
Come on Cheyenne

We shall live again

Come on Arapaho
Come on Cherokee
Come on Paiute
Come on Sioux

We shall live again



(Ik heb laatst een hele cd van hem gekocht en dat is een aanrader!)
'The past is a source of knowledge, and the future is a source of hope. Love of the past implies faith in the future. '
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Even een topic uit de oude doos opgevist en afgestoft. Ik zat laatst te zappen en toen kwam ik ineens kangs TMF waar het nummer 'Wicked Games' van Chris Isaak werd gedraaid. Wat een fantastische plaat blijft dat toch. Hier is de tekst:
The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that I knew somebody like you.

No, I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you. With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)

What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and,

I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you.

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that I'd loose somebody like you no,

No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I... (This world is only gonna break your heart)
(This world is only gonna break your heart)

Nobody loves no one.
'The past is a source of knowledge, and the future is a source of hope. Love of the past implies faith in the future. '
Stephen E. Ambrose

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