On the CD Player (Turntable) Today

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  1. Neildo Gone Registered Senior Member

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    John Lennon - Working Class Hero

    As soon as you’re born they make you feel small
    By giving you no time instead of it all
    Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
    A working class hero is something to be
    A working class hero is something to be

    They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
    They hate you if you’re clever and they despise a fool
    Till you’re so fucking crazy you can’t follow their rules
    A working class hero is something to be
    A working class hero is something to be

    When they’ve tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
    Then they expect you to pick a career
    When you can’t really function you’re so full of fear
    A working class hero is something to be
    A working class hero is something to be

    Keep you doped with religion and sex and tv
    And you think you’re so clever and classless and free
    But you’re still fucking peasants as far as I can see
    A working class hero is something to be
    A working class hero is something to be

    There’s room at the top they are telling you still
    But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
    If you want to be like the folks on the hill
    A working class hero is something to be
    A working class hero is something to be

    If you want to be a hero well just follow me
    If you want to be a hero well just follow me


    - N
     
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  3. Neildo Gone Registered Senior Member

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    Bob Dylan - Masters of War

    Come you masters of war
    You that build all the guns
    You that build the death planes
    You that build the big bombs
    You that hide behind walls
    You that hide behind desks
    I just want you to know
    I can see through your masks

    You that never done nothin'
    But build to destroy
    You play with my world
    Like it's your little toy
    You put a gun in my hand
    And you hide from my eyes
    And you turn and run farther
    When the fast bullets fly

    Like Judas of old
    You lie and deceive
    A world war can be won
    You want me to believe
    But I see through your eyes
    And I see through your brain
    Like I see through the water
    That runs down my drain

    You fasten the triggers
    For the others to fire
    Then you set back and watch
    When the death count gets higher
    You hide in your mansion
    As young people's blood
    Flows out of their bodies
    And is buried in the mud

    You've thrown the worst fear
    That can ever be hurled
    Fear to bring children
    Into the world
    For threatening my baby
    Unborn and unnamed
    You ain't worth the blood
    That runs in your veins

    How much do I know
    To talk out of turn
    You might say that I'm young
    You might say I'm unlearned
    But there's one thing I know
    Though I'm younger than you
    Even Jesus would never
    Forgive what you do

    Let me ask you one question
    Is your money that good
    Will it buy you forgiveness
    Do you think that it could
    I think you will find
    When your death takes its toll
    All the money you made
    Will never buy back your soul

    And I hope that you die
    And your death'll come soon
    I will follow your casket
    In the pale afternoon
    And I'll watch while you're lowered
    Down to your deathbed
    And I'll stand o'er your grave
    'Til I'm sure that you're dead


    - N
     
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  5. Neildo Gone Registered Senior Member

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    Bob Dylan - The Times They Are A-Changin'

    Come gather 'round people
    Wherever you roam
    And admit that the waters
    Around you have grown
    And accept it that soon
    You'll be drenched to the bone.
    If your time to you
    Is worth savin'
    Then you better start swimmin'
    Or you'll sink like a stone
    For the times they are a-changin'.

    Come writers and critics
    Who prophesize with your pen
    And keep your eyes wide
    The chance won't come again
    And don't speak too soon
    For the wheel's still in spin
    And there's no tellin' who
    That it's namin'.
    For the loser now
    Will be later to win
    For the times they are a-changin'.

    Come senators, congressmen
    Please heed the call
    Don't stand in the doorway
    Don't block up the hall
    For he that gets hurt
    Will be he who has stalled
    There's a battle outside
    And it is ragin'.
    It'll soon shake your windows
    And rattle your walls
    For the times they are a-changin'.

    Come mothers and fathers
    Throughout the land
    And don't criticize
    What you can't understand
    Your sons and your daughters
    Are beyond your command
    Your old road is
    Rapidly agin'.
    Please get out of the new one
    If you can't lend your hand
    For the times they are a-changin'.

    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 fadin'.
    And the first one now
    Will later be last
    For the times they are a-changin'.


    - N
     
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  7. Neildo Gone Registered Senior Member

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    The Beatles - Revolution

    You say you want a revolution
    Well, you know
    We all want to change the world
    You tell me that it's evolution
    Well, you know
    We all want to change the world
    But when you talk about destruction
    Don't you know that you can count me out
    Don't you know it's gonna be all right
    all right, all right

    You say you got a real solution
    Well, you know
    We'd all love to see the plan
    You ask me for a contribution
    Well, you know
    We're doing what we can
    But when you want money
    for people with minds that hate
    All I can tell is brother you have to wait
    Don't you know it's gonna be all right
    all right, all right
    Ah

    ah, ah, ah, ah, ah...

    You say you'll change the constitution
    Well, you know
    We all want to change your head
    You tell me it's the institution
    Well, you know
    You better free you mind instead
    But if you go carrying pictures of chairman Mao
    You ain't going to make it with anyone anyhow
    Don't you know it's gonna be all right
    all right, all right
    all right, all right, all right
    all right, all right, all right


    - N
     
  8. Neildo Gone Registered Senior Member

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    No, there really is no theme to the songs I'm listening to right now.. heh heh.. :bugeye:

    - N
     
  9. alain du hast mich Registered Senior Member

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    Crass - Asylum

    i am no feeble christ
    not me
    he hangs in glib delight upon his cross
    above my body
    christ
    forgive
    FORGIVE?
    i vomit for you jesu
    shit forgive
    down now from your cross
    down now from your papal heights
    from the churlish suicide
    petulant child
    down from those pious heights
    royal-flag bearer
    goat
    billy
    i vomit for you
    forgive?
    shit he forgives
    he hangs in crucified delight
    nailed to the extent of his vision
    his cross
    his manhood
    violence
    guilt
    sin
    he would nail my body upon his cross
    suicide visionary
    death reveller
    rake
    rapist
    lifefucker
    jesu
    earthmover
    christ us
    gravedigger
    you dug the graves of aushwitz
    the soil of treblinka is your guilt
    your sin
    master
    master of gore
    enigma
    you carry the standard of our oppression
    enola is your gaiety
    the bodies of hiroshima are your delight
    the nails are the only trinity
    hold them in your corpsey gracelessness
    the image i have had to suffer
    the cross is the virgin body of womanhood
    that you defile
    you nail yourself to your own sin
    lamearse jesus calls me sister
    there are no words for my contempt
    every woman is a cross in his filthy theology
    his arogant delight
    he turns his back up on me in his fear
    he dare not face me
    fearfucker
    share nothing you christ
    sterile
    impotent
    fucklove prophet of death
    you are the ultimate pornography
    in your cuntfear
    cockfear
    manfear
    womanfear
    unfair
    warfare
    warfare
    warfare
    warfare
    warfare
    warfare
    warfare
    warfare
    JESUS DIED FOR HIS OWN SINS, NOT MINE
     
  10. malkavpunk Now with Child Protective Cap Registered Senior Member

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    Crass is awesome. Heard RAMBO?
     
  11. alain du hast mich Registered Senior Member

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    hell yeah. I have heard of a bit from them (as of a few minutes ago)
    they do sound pretty similar to crass, but from what ive heard (wall of death the system, and ulock justice) they are less coherent in their singing.

    any particular songs of theirs you like?
     
  12. Hapsburg Hellenistic polytheist Valued Senior Member

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    I.

    To Anacreon in Heav'n,
    Where he sat in full glee,
    A few Sons of Harmony
    Sent a petition
    That he their Inspirer
    And Patron would be;
    When this answer arrived
    From the Jolly Old Grecian:
    "Voice, Fiddle, and Flute,
    No longer be mute,
    I'll lend you my name
    And inspire you to boot,

    Chorus:

    And besides I'll instruct you,
    Like me, to intwine
    The Myrtle of Venus
    With Bacchus's Vine."

    II.

    The news through Olympus
    Immediately flew;
    When Old Thunder pretended
    To give himself airs.
    "If these Mortals are suffered
    Their scheme to pursue,
    The devil a Goddess,
    Will stay above stairs.
    Hark, already they cry,
    In transports of joy,
    'Away to the Sons
    Of Anacreon we'll fly,

    Chorus:

    And there with good fellows,
    We'll learn to intwine
    The Myrtle of Venus
    With Bacchus' Vine.

    III.

    "The Yellow-Haired God
    And his nine fusty Maids
    From Helicon's banks
    Will incontinent flee,
    Idalia will boast
    But of tenantless shades,
    And the bi-forked hill
    A mere desert will be.
    My Thunder no fear on't,
    Shall soon do its errand,
    And dam'me I'll swing
    The Ringleaders I warrant.

    Chorus:

    I'll trim the young dogs,
    For thus daring to twine
    The Myrtle of Venus
    With Bacchus's Vine."

    IV.

    Apollo rose up,
    And said, "Pry'thee ne'er quarrel,
    Good King of the Gods,
    With My Vot'ries below:
    Your Thunder is useless"--
    Then showing his laurel,
    Cry'd "Sic evitabile
    Fulmen, you know!
    Then over each head,
    My laurels I'll spread,
    So my sons from your Crackers
    No mischief shall dread,

    Chorus:

    While, snug in their clubroom,
    They jovially twine
    The Myrtle of Venus
    With Bacchus's Vine."

    V.

    Next Momus got up
    With his risible Phiz
    And swore with Apollo
    He'd cheerfully join --
    "The full tide of Harmony
    Still shall be his,
    But the Song, and the Catch,
    And the Laugh shall be mine.
    Then, Jove, be not jealous
    Of these honest fellows."
    Cry'd Jove, "We relent,
    Since the truth you now tell us:

    Chorus:

    And swear by Old Styx,
    That they long shall intwine
    The Myrtle of Venus
    With Bacchus's Vine."

    VI.

    Ye Sons of Anacreon,
    Then join hand in hand;
    Preserve Unanimity,
    Friendship, and Love!
    'Tis yours to support
    What's so happily plann'd;
    You've the sanction of Gods,
    And the Fiat of Jove.
    While thus we agree,
    Our toast let it be:
    "May our Club flourish Happy,
    United, and Free!

    Chorus:

    And long may the Sons
    Of Anacreon intwine
    The Myrtle of Venus
    With Bacchus's Vine."

    http://www.lib.virginia.edu/speccol/exhibits/music/audio/mp3/anachreon.mp3
     
  13. malkavpunk Now with Child Protective Cap Registered Senior Member

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    hell yeah dude! the best song is "Your Apathy Makes This an Institution". If you like rambo and crass, i should send you some local Maine Punx. We've got some pretty sweet stuff up here, honestly.
     
  14. Businesswiz Registered Senior Member

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    Sting: Field of gold (Love this song)
     
  15. tablariddim forexU2 Valued Senior Member

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    Chillout Lounge--Internet Radio
     
  16. duendy Registered Senior Member

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    KanYeWest--'Late Registration'....wuuuuuuuu yeahhh
     
  17. Neildo Gone Registered Senior Member

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    Cat Stevens - Where Do The Children Play?

    Well I think it's fine, building jumbo planes.
    Or taking a ride on a cosmic train.
    Switch on summer from a slot machine.
    Yes, get what you want to if you want, 'cause you can get anything.

    I know we've come a long way,
    We're changing day to day,
    But tell me, where do the children play?

    Well you roll on roads over fresh green grass.
    For your lorry loads pumping petrol gas.
    And you make them long, and you make them tough.
    But they just go on and on, and it seems that you can't get off.

    Oh, I know we've come a long way,
    We're changing day to day,
    But tell me, where do the children play?

    Well you've cracked the sky, scrapers fill the air.
    But will you keep on building higher
    'til there's no more room up there?
    Will you make us laugh, will you make us cry?
    Will you tell us when to live, will you tell us when to die?

    I know we've come a long way,
    We're changing day to day,
    But tell me, where do the children play?


    - N
     
  18. utopian knight Registered Senior Member

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    The Verve-Urban Hymms
    Bob Dylan-Blood on the tracks
    Handel-Organ Concertos
    Strauss-Four Last Songs
    Stella Parton-The Danger of a Stranger

    the last track I've not heard for 27 years until I went to the British Library on saturday and heard, simply awesome.
     
  19. duendy Registered Senior Member

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    Best of SnoopyDog
     
  20. perfectblue given a second chance Registered Senior Member

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    In my 10-disk changer:
    Visual Audio Sensory Theatre - V.A.S.T.
    Without You I'm Nothing - Placebo
    Good Apollo, I'm Burning Star IV - Coheed and Cambria
    Franz Ferdinand - Franz Ferdinand
    Boys For Pele - Tori Amos
    Toxicity - System of a Down
    Roseland NYC Live - Portishead
    Regretfully Yours... - Superdrag
    Fear of Music - Talking Heads
    Leisure - Blur

    Yeah, it's all pretty mainstream right now. I've sold out.
     
  21. Neildo Gone Registered Senior Member

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    The Who - Won't Get Fooled Again

    We'll be fighting in the streets
    With our children at our feet
    And the morals that they worship will be gone
    And the men who spurred us on
    Sit in judgement of all wrong
    They decide and the shotgun sings the song

    I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
    Take a bow for the new revolution
    Smile and grin at the change all around
    Pick up my guitar and play
    Just like yesterday
    Then I'll get on my knees and pray
    We don't get fooled again

    The change, it had to come
    We knew it all along
    We were liberated from the fold, that's all
    And the world looks just the same
    And history ain't changed
    'Cause the banners, they are flown in the next war

    I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
    Take a bow for the new revolution
    Smile and grin at the change all around
    Pick up my guitar and play
    Just like yesterday
    Then I'll get on my knees and pray
    We don't get fooled again
    No, no!

    I'll move myself and my family aside
    If we happen to be left half alive
    I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky
    Though I know that the hypnotized never lie

    Do ya

    Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

    There's nothing in the streets
    Looks any different to me
    And the slogans are replaced, by-the-bye
    And the parting on the left
    Is now parting on the right
    And the beards have all grown longer overnight

    I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
    Take a bow for the new revolution
    Smile and grin at the change all around
    Pick up my guitar and play
    Just like yesterday
    Then I'll get on my knees and pray
    We don't get fooled again
    Don't get fooled again
    No, no!

    Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

    Meet the new boss
    Same as the old boss


    - N
     
  22. 15ofthe19 35 year old virgin Registered Senior Member

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    Soundtrack to "Garden State".

    Best CD i've bought in several years, in terms of randomness. Makes the movie infinitely better when you like the music.
     
  23. Roman Banned Banned

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    Fit But You Know It - The Streets
    Love Rhymes With Hideous Car Wreck - Blood Brothers
    Bigmouth Strikes Again – The Smiths
    Romantic Rights – Death From Above 1979
    Dismantle Me - The Distillers
    Christian Brothers – Elliott Smith
    Common People – Pulp
     
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