Anyway here's another little ditty about Bush's America & the American invasion of Iraq- The video is World Wide Suicide by Pearl Jam live on Jools Holland so enjoy as the Carpet Bombing of Iraq will beginning soon just like the good old days in Vietnam & Cambodia for the Neocons it will be orgasmic all those big bombs & missiles exploding as they delight in the deaths of other human beings who stand in their way of underground lakes of oil -
World Wide Suicide Lyrics
I felt the earth on Monday
It moved beneath my feet
In the form of a morning paper
Laid out for me to see
I saw his face in the corner picture
I recognized the name
Could not stop staring at the
Face I'd never see again
It's a shame to awake, in a world of pain
What does it mean when war has taken over?
It's the same every day in a hell man-made
What can be saved, and who will be left to hold her?
The whole world...
World Over...
Yeah, it's a world wide suicide
Medals on a wooden mantle
Next to a handsome face
That the president took for granted
Writing checks that others pay
And in all the madness
Thought becomes numb and naive
So much to talk about and
Nothing for them to say
It's the same everyday and the wave won't break
Tell you to pray, while the devil's on their shoulder
Laying claim to the take that soldiers save
Tell them to quit it, the truth's already out there
The whole world...
World Over...
Yeah, it's a world wide suicide
Looking in the eyes of the fallen
You got to know there is another, another, another, another, another...
Way
It's a shame to awake,in a world aflame
What does it mean when war has taken over?
It's the same everyday and the wave won't break
Tell you to pray, while the devil's on their shoulder -
And now here's a tune by Tim Robbins from the extremely funny satirical though a little too close to reality film Bob Roberts which is a wonderful mockumentary - Tim Robbins accepting the Woody Guthrie Award 2006 performs This Land Was Made For Me aka the Yuppie Anthem & other ways to justify Greed Avarice & Neo-Colonialism or what Bush Harper & Blair call the White Man's Burden & other bits of insanity -
Anyway here's Bob Dylan reciting his poem Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie :
If you listen carefully the cadence or rhythm of the poem is like a train speeding across America like Jack Kerouac's black car flying through the darkened Night of Dead American Dreamland -or even if you will Arcade Fire's Get-away-car -
Take care ,
GORD.
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