06.14.2011 10:26 AM

1968 – Smoke or Fire

Holy God, I love this band, this song.  Vid here. Words:

Young men sent overseas, their names are in a lottery that kills.
There are social clashes, body counts, and rioting on TV screens.
A bullet put another Kennedy to sleep.

Cover your eyes:  You think America’s recovered from the self-inflicted wounds it took in 1968?
Still Corretta led his people through the Memphis streets,
In spite of the nightmare that was made out of a dream.

1 Comment

  1. Ginger says:

    Thanks for the tip. Great song, superior lyrics, immediately a band I want to check out. Reminds me very much of my favourite punk band and how simple lyrics can continue to resonate 30 years later.
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n1Esuqywo9k

    Video games train the kids for war. Army chic in high-fashion
    stores. Law and order’s done their job. Prisons filled while
    the rich still rob. Assassination politics. Violence rules
    within’ our nation’s midst. Well ignorance is their power tool.
    You’ll only know what they want you to know. The television
    cannot lie. Controlling media with smokescreen eyes. Nuclear
    politicians picture show. The acting’s lousy but the blind don’t
    know. They scare us all with threats of war. So we forget
    just how bad things are. You taste the fear when you’re all
    alone. They gonna git’cha when you’re on your own. The silence
    of conspiracy. Slaughtered on the altar of apathy. You gotta
    wake up from your sleep. ‘Cause meek inherits earth…six feet
    deep.
    Open your eyes see the lies right in front of ya.

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