Friday, October 13, 2006

A band everyone should listen to

Here are the lyrics (from www.seeklyrics.com) to a few songs by the band System of a Down. They are masters of delivering political and social messeges wrapped in crazy, headbanging goodness.

Prison Song
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
Following the rights movement
You clamped on with your iron fists
Drugs became conveniently
Available for all the kids
Following the rights movement
You clamped on with your iron fists
Drugs became conveniently
Available for all the kids

I buy my crack, my smack, my bitch right here in hollywood

(nearly 2 million americans are
incarcerated in the prison system
prison system of the US)
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
(For you and me to live in!)
Another prison system
Another prison system
Another prison system
(For you and me!)

Minor drug offenders fill your prisons
you don't even flinch
all our taxes paying for your wars
against the new non-rich
Minor drug offenders fill your prisons
you don't even flinch
all our taxes paying for your wars
against the new non-rich

I buy my crack, my smack, my bitch right here in hollywood

The percentage of americans in the prison system
prison system, has doubled since 1985

They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
(For you and me to live in!)
Another prison system
Another prison system
Another prison system
For you and I, For you and I, For you and I.
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
For you and me
Oh baby, you and me.

All research and successful drug policy show
that treatment should be increased
And law enforcement decreased
While abolishing mandatory minimun sentences
All research and successful drug policy show
that treatment should be increased
And law enforcement decreased
While abolishing mandatory minimun sentences

Utilising drugs to pay for secret wars around the world
drugs are now your global policy now you police the globe
I buy my crack, my smack, my bitch right here in hollywood

Drug money is used to rig elections
and train brutal corporate sponsored dictators
around the world

They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
they're trying to build a prison
(For you and me to live in!)
Another prison system
Another prison system
Another prison system
(For you and me!)
For you and I, for you and I, for you and I
For you and I
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
They're trying to build a prison
for you and me
oh baby, you and me

Deer Dance
Round, round
Circumventing circuses
lamenting in protest
to visible police
prescence sponsored fear
batallions of riot police
with rubber bullet kisses
baton courtesy
service with a smile

Beyond the staples center you can see america
with it's tired poor avenging disgrace
peaceful loving youth against the brutality
of plastic existence
(chrous)
pushing little children
with their fully automatics
they like to push the weak around
pushing little children
with their fully automatics
they like to push the weak around
round, round
A rush of words
pleading to disperse
upon your naked walls, alive
A political call
the fall guy accord
we can't afford to be neutral on a moving train
Beyond the staples center you can see america
with it's tired poor avenging disgrace
peaceful loving youth against the brutality
of plastic existence
(chrous)

A deer dance, invitation to peace
war staring you in the face, dressed in black
with a helmet, fierce
trained and appropriate for the malcontents
for the disproportioned malcontents.
The little boy smiled, it'll all be well
The little boy smiled, it'll all be well
(chrous)
Push the weak around(3x)
They like to push the weak around.

B.Y.O.B.
WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR!
My God is of Bible blood
with pointed ears
Victorious, victorious, steel.
For brand new spankin' deals.
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers.
You depend on our protection,
Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses's dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Every city, gripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!
Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Blast off, its Party time,
And we don't live in a fascist nation,
Blast off , its party time,
And where the fuck are you?
Yeah
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X4]
Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses's dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Every city, gripped in oil ,
Crying FREEDOM!
Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sun, Where the fuck are
you!
Where the fuck are you!
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X3]
Why, do, they always send the poor [X3]
They only send the poor [x2]

4 Comments:

At 10/13/2006 04:11:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

oh for god's sake i just listened to that song a few days ago. i had to turn it down because i was afraid my neighbors would think i am scary. it was a borrowed cd and i heard it once before returning it but now i think i will borrow it again and listen to it properly!

 
At 10/13/2006 05:01:00 PM, Blogger DEN said...

Eyes, Here we go bloggin,
a bloggin we will go,
Tell the trolls to take a hike,
we will write what we like,
tell the world what it means,
to be pumped up on beans,
bloggin, bloggin, bloggin,
bloggin keeps ya from doggin,
Here we go a bloggin,
a bloggin we will go.

What a pro, eh?
I know, dont give up the desk job, HA!

 
At 10/13/2006 05:02:00 PM, Blogger DEN said...

PS. That group rocks!

 
At 10/14/2006 01:20:00 AM, Blogger eyes_open said...

All 5 albums have been converted to mp3 (320kbps variable bitrate, none of that low quality downloaded crap) to fit on 1 disk and are part of my regular listening rotation in my car. They make my subwoofer very happy :).

 

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