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John Wesley Harding lyrics - Why We Fight

Come Gather Round

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Come gather round and listen, if you can get that near If not, we'll use a microphone so all poor souls can hear And hold hands in a circle, or stare bored straight ahead Rejoice in your rebellion, or wish you were in bed Come gather round and liten, or watch it on the screen The campfire burned out long ago, the songs all got obscene And left us with some rich kids trying hard to be sincere Let it fly straight out the other after going in one ear Come gather round--from the kings and the queens on down If you listen close, you can hear the sound Of a human voice saying Come Gather Round Come Gather Round So listen to my story, though I haven't yet begun We have to cut through so much crap to have a little fun And who are we now anyway to even earn the name? We're so convinced we're different, it makes us all the same Don't fall for the maturity It ain't real They just call it integrity Please don't grow up Please blow up your TV Come all you desperate rebels and hang your heads in shame For those who live in self-contempt with just themselves to blame And for those who can, who do nothing, and those who can't, who succeed To cry out bloody murder the moment that they bleed... Come gather round--from the kings and the queen on down If you listen close, you can hear the sound Of a human voice saying Come Gather Round Come Gather Round

Ashes In The Fall

RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE "The Battle Of Los Angeles"
A mass of hands press on the market window Ghosts of progress Dressed in slow death Feeding on hunger And glaring through the promise Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle A mass of nameless at the oasis That hides the graves beneath the master's hill Are buried for drinking The river's water While shackled to the line At the empty well This is the new sound Just like the old sound Just like the noose wound Over the new ground Listen to the fascist sing Take hope here War is elsewhere You were chosen This is god's land Soon we'll be free Of blot and mixture Seeds planted by our Forefather's hand A mass of promises Begin to rupture Like the pockets Of the new world kings Like swollen stomachs In Appalachia It's the priests that fuck you As they whisper holy things A mass of tears have transformed to stones now Sharpened on suffering And woven into slings Hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress Taking today what tomorrow never brings This is the new sound Just like the old sound Just like the noose wound Over the new ground Ain't it funny how the factory doors close Round the time that the school doors close Round the time that the doors of the jail cells Open up to greet you like the reaper Ain't it funny how the factory doors close Round the time that the school doors close Round the time that the doors of the jail cells Open up to greet you like the reaper This is the new sound Just like the old sound Just like the noose wound Over the new ground Like ashes in the fall

Face Your Demons

AFTER FOREVER "Remagine"
Jack in a box and here I am Your favourite mirror and your only honest reflection and your guide I am your deepest fear, the one you'll always hear I am the devil in disguise, I am your dreams I am the sneaky connection to your most devilish reflection The scary imagination of the real you I represent what you deny You're never scared so why are you running away from the temptation of my words Oh you don't know what I could do for you Or I could put you through... And you don't really understand that only fear leads this game Face your demons Hear that inner voice It calls, it cries for you Just listen well I'm the one who'll tell terrifying, scary, dreadful tales You'd better listen That's some free advice So what scares you the most Let me know, I'll be a good host I want to tell you how your fear looks and how to play the game Face your demons Hear that inner voice It calls, it cries for you Just listen well I'm the one who'll tell terrifying, scary, dreadful tales War is breaking loose, it cannot be stopped Cars are racing by and you're getting crushed Friends are dying slow with a lot of pain You just fear it all Bleeding from a wound that you cannot see And you're seeing things that can never be God is not made up and he wants revenge You just fear it all Fear You just fear, you can only fear Face your demons So did you know that all your memories Color all you'll ever be in a dark and misty cloud that I am floating on I'm still the voice that speaks inside your head The demon under your bed I am the one who haunts your soul with devlish lust for fright Face your demons Hear that inner voice It calls, it cries for you Just listen well I'm the one who'll tell terrifying tales Face your demons Hear that inner voice It calls, it cries for you Just listen well I'm the one who'll tell terrifying, scary, dreadful tales

Homespun

Grant Lee Buffalo "Copperopolis"
Faithless on the skids hung out to dry oh seen better days With the sunlight fading like a tabloid and I I have found All those double-barreled freedom fighters are in for themselves And a call to arms has never been about anything else Fire one more round But hate is not a lone assailant Hear the drummers pound Listen to the homespun violent sound Hatred on the prowl underneath an oh new guise garb and gown And he's so persuasive when you look in his eyes all dumbfound And the double-talkin' politicians expose their intimate lives While the sheep are lowing for the shepherd to show he never arrives Fire one more round But hate is not a lone assailant Hear the drummers pound Listen to the homespun violent sound Sound Sound Ooh I'll tell you how it Pains to say this Ugliness is ours 'Cause I would better lay in bed and Maybe even sleep all day Maybe sleep some more Some more Too Yeah now Suspicion is a powerful religion when it leads to the force on these shores In the jungles of the midwest dwarf militia train for war right on course Unlike the famous fable revolution won't yield a firework show Unlike the famous fable revolution won't end on July the Fourth Fire one more round But hate is not a lone assailant Hear the drummers pound Listen to the homespun violent sound Sound Sound Sound Yeah sound Yeah the homespun sound I hear the sound Yeah the homespun sound

That Voice Again

PETER GABRIEL "So"
I want to be with you I want to be clear but each time I try it's the voice I hear I hear that voice again I'm listening to the conversation judge and jury in my head it's colouring everything all we did and said and still I head that sharp tongue talking talking tangled words I can sense the danger just listen to the wind I want you close I want you near I can't help but listen but I don't want to hear hear that voice again I want to be with you I want to be clear but each time I try it's the voice I hear I hear that voice again I'm hearing right and wrong so clearly there must be more than this it's only in uncertainty that we're naked and alive I hear it through the rattle of a streetcar hear it through the things you said I can get so scared listen to the wind I want you close I want you near I can't help but listen but I don't want to hear hear that voice again what I carry in my heart brings us so close or so far apart only love can make love I want you close I want you near I can't help but listen but I don't want to hear I hear that voice again I want to be with you I want to be clear but each time I try it's the voice I hear I hear that voice again

The Look

AARON NEVILLE
Is it possible maybe to have a love so strong That nothing could ever compare I'm holding back nothing just for the look in your eyes So baby don't be surprised Well I want to know what makes your world go round And I want to hear your voice for the sound A love that defines all I've had in mind Now I'm holding back nothing for the look in your eyes Impossible, maybe, but worth one last try I'm waiting on your reply I'm sitting here patiently just for the chance that I might be able to hold you tight And I want to know what makes your world go round And I want to hear your voice for the sound A love that defines all I've had in mind Now I'm holding back nothing for the look in your eyes Now time is all that we have So won't you let me inside your perfect world for one night Just open up for me Girl I swear that I will be everything you've ever thought a man should be And I want to know what makes your world go round And I want to hear your voice for the sound A love that defines all I've had in mind Now I'm holding back nothing for the look in your... I can see the way you're lookin' back at me Oooh... Could it be that you see what you want to see Just let your eyes believe it I'll never lie to you, in my arms you will be, forever and I... I'm holding back nothing for the look in your eyes The look in your eyes...

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