Musings —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.
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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.
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
Open your eyes see the lies right in front of ya.