Question: What's The Most Politically "Uncomfortable" Song You've Heard In Your Lifetime ???

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56. STATE RADIO

Woke him up with a barrel to his head His eyes shut tight, bracing for the blow Resigning his life to the metal held in another man's hand
Twenty days in a concrete fallout What life have I to take your own Oh, my country, won't you call out Doorbells are ringing with boxes of bones
And from another land's war torn corners To a prison cell in my own Punish me for not taking your orders But don't lock me up for not leaving my home
Your words just a bloody fallacy A house of cards you painted white You tried to recreate Normandy But you made up the reason to fight
And now red oil is spilling down on the street And your eyes so big, for the belly is weak Will you not refuse this currency Or is blood money just money to you Or is blood money just money to you
'Cause twenty days in a concrete fallout What life have I to take your own Oh, my country, won't you call out Doorbells are ringing with boxes of bones
From another land's war torn corners To a prison cell in my own Punish me for not taking your orders But don't lock me up for not leaving my home
Twenty days in a concrete fallout What life have I to take your own Oh, my country, won't you call out Doorbells are ringing with boxes of bones
And from another land's war torn corners To a prison cell in my own Punish me for not taking your orders But don't lock me up for not leaving my home
Camilo, Camilo Leaving my home Camilo, Camilo

Aung San Suu Kyi on house arrest
Another Bhutto assassination
Could've stopped Sarajevo we must confess
But we were planning our next invasion

Where are the leaders of the atomic age?
Is it just another working day?
Said he was coming, he was on his way
But he fell down the hole in the ocean

Ay

The levies are full
But the river runs dry
And the desert grows into the grassland
And the space that separates us grows ever wide
As the profiteer stokes the division

Something's not right, something is wrong
With the news at eleven that no one has told them
If we don't come together it won't be long
These are the wars that face the generation

Ay

It's a peculiar situation
When the leaders of the wealthy nations
Don't know all the damage they done
It's so Bohemian
Mother Hubbard cover the investigation
But all they know is their retaliation
So they appeal to the dog's thirst
But he tips his hat and he says, no

I don't need your world control
And the opinion of the inner elite
Oh don't you know
That we are aching for a part in the chance worth taking
Who's to say
That we are destined just to fall at your feet
I'm here today
And so are we, the we the people of the earth rolling round

It's a peculiar situation
When the leaders of the wealthy nations
Don't know all the damage they done
It's so Bohemian
Mother Hubbard cover the investigation
But all they know is their retaliation
So they go again to the dogs thirst
But we will not work for your

World control
And the opinion of the inner elite
Oh don't you know
That we are aching for a part in the chance worth taking
Who's to say
That we are destined just to fall at your feet
It's World Control
So that it's rendered to we, the people of the earth rolling round

Versailles. Way down. How long. Outlaw


-- And finally, this is where my screenname comes from:

There's a U.N. white and blue
Fell from half mast,
now half covering a red shoe.
Half asked if they were us,
what would we do?

Mr. Newsman, send your wire,
Let Washington conspire.
You know the company men
wait for you in their lair.

But a moment is calling, calling us all.
As your one time supporters hang from media walls,
and outside the gates, fate is closing in.
You can turn us down but you can't deny the din.

From the farmlands to the townships,
the masses are classless.
War cries rise with every hour that passes.
The trampled voice of the past are seizing us,

Go ahead and load the magazine
cause them bullets are treason.

[Chorus]
quiet!
Your leader is going to speak now,
everyone turn off their minds.
quiet!
You're listening to a raid on the state of your
Democracy in Kind.

Hey for ya
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heres another
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quiet!
Your leader is going to speak now,
everyone turn off their minds.
quiet!
You're listening to a raid on the state of your
Democracy in Kind.!