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09-30-2008, 01:16 AM
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The Revolution Starts Now
Songs of freedom, protest, revolution and of the martyr. To listen to the song click on the name of the artist and please feel free to add your own favorites.
Steve Earl-The Revolution Starts Now!  I was walkin’ down the street In the town where I was born I was movin’ to a beat That I’d never felt before So I opened up my eyes And I took a look around I saw it written ‘cross the sky The revolution starts now Yeah, the revolution starts now The revolution starts now When you rise above your fear And tear the walls around you down The revolution starts here Where you work and where you play Where you lay your money down What you do and what you say The revolution starts now Yeah the revolution starts now Yeah the revolution starts now In your own backyard In your own hometown So what you doin’ standin’ around? Just follow your heart The revolution starts now Last night I had a dream That the world had turned around And all our hopes had come to be And the people gathered ‘round They all brought what they could bring And nobody went without And I learned a song to sing The revolution starts now
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09-30-2008, 01:57 AM
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urban guerilla
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 I'm an urban guerilla I make bombs in my cellar I'm a derelict dweller I'm a potential killer I'm a street fighting dancer I'm a revolutionary romancer I'm society's cancer I'm a two-tone panther So let's not talk of love and flowers And things that don't explode We've used up all of our magic powers Trying to do it in the road I'm a political bandit And you don't understand it You took my dream and canned it It is not the way I planned it I'm society's destructor I'm a petrol bomb constructor I'm a cosmic light conductor I'm the people's debt collector So watch out Mr. Business Man Your empire's about to blow I think you'd better listen, man In case you did not know  Send "Urban Guerilla" Ringtone to Cell Phone  Last edited by Nostalgia; 10-20-2008 at 04:03 PM.
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10-19-2008, 07:55 PM
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This is some cool stuff. Let's send it back to the top.
I wanted to find some revolutionary art and a cool poem or song like the guys above, but when I searched on radical US groups all I got was republican and neo-conservative links. "Much as we might like it, the Radical Right will not go away. Lack of commitment and indiffference on our part are where the threat comes home to roost. Everyone American who values their freedoms must actively resist the Radical Right or else stand idly by while the blessings of liberty are stripped away, one after the other." http://www.jessanderson.org/doc/right.html Last edited by ZingPao; 10-19-2008 at 08:08 PM.
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10-19-2008, 08:10 PM
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Urban Guerrilla - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia Urban Guerrilla is a 1973 song by the UK rock group Hawkwind. It was originally released as a single in the UK (UP35566) on 27 July 1973 with "Brainbox ... Video results for hawkwind urban guerilla   6 min www.youtube.com 6 min video.aol.com
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10-19-2008, 08:11 PM
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10-19-2008, 08:25 PM
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 Working Class Hero - John Lennon 3 min 51 sec - Ontario Coalition Against Poverty (OCAP) home page << Activism and protest song lyrics page << Go back Song lyrics pages assisted by Ontario Tenant Toronto Tenants WORKING CLASS HERO by John Lennon 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
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10-19-2008, 08:45 PM
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I've been walking through your streets Where all your moneys are earned Where all your buildings crying And clueless neckties working Revolving fake-lawn houses Housing all your fears Desensitized by TV Overbearing advertising God of consumerism And all your crooked pictures looking good Mirrorism, filtering information for the public eye Designed for profiteering Your neighbor, what a guy. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Every time you drop the bomb, you kill the god your child has born- BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Modern globalization Coupled with condemnations Unnecessary death Matador corporations Puppeting your frustrations with a blinded flag Manufacturing consent is the name of the game The bottom line is money Nobody gives a FUCK Four thousand hungry children leave us per hour from starvation While billions are spent on bombs Creating death showers BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Every time you drop the bomb, you kill the god your child has born- BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom! Why must we kill our own kind? BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Every time you drop the bomb, you kill the god your child has born. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom! Every time you drop the BOOM! 
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10-19-2008, 09:02 PM
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Dont you know Theyre talkin bout a revolution It sounds like a whisper Dont you know Theyre talkin about a revolution It sounds like a whisper While theyre standing in the welfare lines Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation Wasting time in the unemployment lines Sitting around waiting for a promotion Poor people gonna rise up And get their share Poor people gonna rise up And take whats theirs Dont you know You better run, run, run... Oh I said you better Run, run, run... Finally the tables are starting to turn Talkin bout a revolution
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10-19-2008, 09:22 PM
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I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, alive as you and me. Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead" "I never died" said he, "I never died" said he. "The Copper Bosses killed you Joe, they shot you Joe" says I. "Takes more than guns to kill a man" Says Joe "I didn't die" Says Joe "I didn't die" "In Salt Lake City, Joe," says I, Him standing by my bed, "They framed you on a murder charge," Says Joe, "But I ain't dead," Says Joe, "But I ain't dead." And standing there as big as life and smiling with his eyes. Says Joe "What they can never kill went on to organize, went on to organize" From San Diego up to Maine, in every mine and mill, Where working men defend their rights, it's there you find Joe Hill, it's there you find Joe Hill! I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, alive as you and me. Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead" "I never died" said he, "I never died" said he.
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10-19-2008, 09:37 PM
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Oh-o freedom. Oh-o freedom Oh freedom over me, (Over me.) And before I be a slave I'll be buried in my grave. And go home to my Lord and be free. (and be free.) No segregation No segregation No more segregation Over me (Over me) And before I be a slave I'll be buried in my grave. And go home to my Lord and be free. (and be free.) No more weepin No more weepin No more weepin Over me (Over me) And before I be a slave I'll be buried in my grave. And go home to my Lord and be free. (and be free.) No more tommin * No more tommin No more tommin Out of me (Out of me) And before I be a slave I'll be buried in my grave. And go home to my Lord and be free. (and be free.) Oh-o freedom. Oh-o freedom Oh freedom over me, (Over me.) And before I be a slave I'll be buried in my grave. And go home to my Lord and be free. (and be free.)
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