viernes, 9 de diciembre de 2011
lunes, 5 de diciembre de 2011
El loop de la injusticia
Over and over
People talkin 'bout solutions, over and over
'Bout how we need a revolution, over and over
I was talking 'bout ecology, over and over
'Bout how we'll be saved by technology, over and over
While the cat next door spends all his time
Trying to think up new antisocial crimes
I said no, I said hang on a minute now
I set let me outta here
I said no, no, no
People talking revolution, over and over
About a mass execution, over and over
Well I was working in a factory, over and over
Just trying to make it satisfactory, over and over
But all these inclinations toward manic frustration
I want my vaccination against castration
Vietnam, what a sexy war
Uncle Sam's a pimp, wants us to be whores,
I said no, I said I can't take much more of this
You better let me outta here
I said no, no, no
Oh you see I need a release for my frustration
Oh don't you see I can't hold my aggravation
Oh...no, no, no, no
I see people dyin', over and over
Why don't I sit around crying, over and over
I see people taking, over and over
Why don't I sit around waiting, over and over
The cop on the street wants us down on our needs
The president says we've got to have peace
The other cat says we need our liberation
The hippies telling us we're in the love generation
I said whoa, I said hang on a minute now
This can't go on much longer
I said no, no, no
Over and over, over and over
Over and over, over and over
sábado, 26 de noviembre de 2011
domingo, 20 de noviembre de 2011
Conciencia de las rebajas
Centro Comercial
Izquierda, tú no eres de izquierdas
derecha, tampoco de derechas
de centro, tú eres del centro
comercial
del centro comercial
anormal
Me han dicho que de casa te has cambiado
ya no vives en el acosado
te has ido a vivir al centro comercial
anormal, anormal
al centro comercial
Y ahora tienes jeta de tarjeta
eres un ente autosuficiente
en pijama y zapatillas por el centro comercial
Y eres del centro comercial
del centro comercial
oh, oh, oh, oh
Tienes las neuronas caducadas
tus principios están en las rebajas
vives lamiendo tapas caducadas de yogur
te ha tocao un viaje a Soria a visitar el Carrefour
Y ahora tienes jeta de tarjeta
eres un ente autosuficiente
en pijama y zapatillas por el centro comercial
Y eres del centro comercial
del centro comercial
centro comercial
oh, oh, oh, oh
Centro comercial
del centro comercial
centro comercial
oh, oh, oh, oh
Izquierda, tú no eres de izquierdas
derecha, tampoco de derechas
de centro, tú eres del centro
comercial
viernes, 28 de octubre de 2011
jueves, 20 de octubre de 2011
Get well soon, Daniel
Conscience tells me no
It doesn't matter who you are
It doesn't matter what you do
It doesn't matter what you earn
It only matters what you've learned
Just as long as you don't try
To hide those feelings deep inside
And then conscience tells you no
And all the feelings start to show
Just for the hurt you used to know
And when your conscience tells you no
It tells you no
If you can recognise the evil and the bad
And realise when someone's sad
And all that's wanted is a hand
You can surely spare the time
Just as long as you don't try
To hide those feelings deep inside
Then conscience tells you no
And all the feelings start to show
The pain I thought would never show
And when your conscience tells you no
It tells you no
Conscience tells you no
And you may govern all the people in this land
But what's it worth if you don't even understand
Just what it's like to be a child who goes without?
No nice warm clothes or food to feed an empty mouth
And if you try to fool us with your mock concern
We'll make a voodoo doll and stick pins in your eyes
We'll build a wicker man and watch you burn inside
And we will dance and we will sing
martes, 18 de octubre de 2011
BE-LI-VE
We shall overcome
We shall overcome, we shall overcome,
we shall overcome, some day
Deep in my heart I do belive
we shall overcome some day
We’ll walk hand in hand, we’ll walk hand in hand,
we’ll walk hand in hand, some day
Deep in my heart I do belive
We shall overcome some day
The whole wide world around, the whole wide world around
the whole wide world around, some day.
Deep in my heart I do belive
We shall overcome some day
We are not afraid, we are not afraid
we are not afraid, today.
Deep in my herat I do belive
We shall overcome some day
We shall overcome some day
sábado, 17 de septiembre de 2011
Insert coin
Reparations
People talk about reparations, yeah, they do
People talk about reparations, yeah, well me too
People talk about reparations, yeah, well me too
I want reparations from the government
I want reparations from the school
I want reparations from the tv
I want reparations from you
I’m gonna need some reparation, yeah yeah
I'm gonna need some reparation, oh yeah
I'm gonna need some reparation, oh yeah
Put in direct deposit in my account, if you want
I’m gonna get reparations right now, right now
People talk about reparations, well you know what?
I’m gonna get reparations right now, right now
The people who made this country
they weren’t given given one red cent
The people who built this country
The people who built this country
ended up scavenging, living in tents
Well i’ve been laughed at
I've been spit on, kicked and abused
Iwant reparations, yeah, how about you?
I've been spit on, kicked and abused
Iwant reparations, yeah, how about you?
I’m gonna need some reparation, yeah yeah
I'm gonna need some reparation, oh yeah
Put in direct deposit in my account, if you want
I’m gonna get reparations right now, right now
I'm gonna need some reparation, oh yeah
Put in direct deposit in my account, if you want
I’m gonna get reparations right now, right now
miércoles, 7 de septiembre de 2011
viernes, 2 de septiembre de 2011
Mother Earth's not a virgin anymore
Double Vegetation
So freaked out
So humiliated
I feel outclassed
I feel overrated
Why did you & me both stand in line?
He said "I want you"
Each day we get closer to the big bad fire
I looked down at the sickness in you
Your hands reach out for my location
But you're so lost in the things you do
That you're caught in the double vegetation
Invent to conceal
All the holes in your heart
Oh, we discussed & discussed
Your disgusting routine
Why did you & me both stand in line?
He said "I want you"
Each day we get closer to the big bad fire
I looked down at the sickness in you
Your hands reaching out for my location
But you're so lost in the things you do
That you're caught in the double vegetation
So humiliated
I feel outclassed
I feel overrated
Why did you & me both stand in line?
He said "I want you"
Each day we get closer to the big bad fire
I looked down at the sickness in you
Your hands reach out for my location
But you're so lost in the things you do
That you're caught in the double vegetation
Invent to conceal
All the holes in your heart
Oh, we discussed & discussed
Your disgusting routine
Why did you & me both stand in line?
He said "I want you"
Each day we get closer to the big bad fire
I looked down at the sickness in you
Your hands reaching out for my location
But you're so lost in the things you do
That you're caught in the double vegetation
sábado, 18 de junio de 2011
You can get it if you really want
You can get it if you really want,
You can get it if you really want,
You can get it if you really want,
but you must try, try and try,
try and try,
you'll succeed at last.
Persecution you must bear,
win or lose, you got to get your share,
You've got your mind set on a dream,
you can get it, though hard it may seem, now.
Refrain
I know it - listen
Rome was not built in a day,
Opposition will come your way,
but the harder the battle you see,
it's the sweeter the victory, now.
You can get it if you really want,
You can get it if you really want,
but you must try, try and try,
try and try,
you'll succeed at last.
Persecution you must bear,
win or lose, you got to get your share,
You've got your mind set on a dream,
you can get it, though hard it may seem, now.
Refrain
I know it - listen
Rome was not built in a day,
Opposition will come your way,
but the harder the battle you see,
it's the sweeter the victory, now.
Jimmy Cliff
jueves, 16 de junio de 2011
domingo, 12 de junio de 2011
Know your enemy
Shut up and row
Oh Lord you've got the megatons,
Your hatchet men ride 'round with guns
The money flows, the girls are young
Your slaves row fast into the sun
And you say,
Shut up and row you stupid fucks,
Shut up and row
The money flows, the girls are young
Your slaves row fast into the sun
And you say,
Shut up and row you stupid fucks,
Shut up and row
row, row, row
domingo, 5 de junio de 2011
Estafados global y totalmente
Es-ta-fa
Dos por una
Esto es una ES-TA-FA
Todos a una
Esto es una ES-TA-FA
ES-TA-FA-TAL
Barcelona ES-TA-FA-TAL
La cosa ES-TA-FA-TAL
La tele ES-TA-FA-TAL
La moda ES-TA-FA-TAL
La gente ES-TA-FA-TAL
La gente ES-TA-FA-TAL
El mundo ES-TA-FA-TAL
España ES-TA-FA-TAL
La música... ¡¡ESTÁ FATAL!!
ES-TA-FA
Dos por una
Esto es una ES-TA-FA
Todos a una
jueves, 2 de junio de 2011
El resarcimiento de los daños y perjuicios al alma
Who'll pay reparations on my soul?
Many suggestions
And documents written.
Many directions
For the end that was given.
They gave us
Pieces of silver and pieces of gold.
Tell me, Who’ll pay reparations on my soul?
Many fine speeches (oh yeah)
From the White House desk (uh huh)
Written on the cue cards
That were never really there. Yes,
But the heat and the summer were there
And the freezing winter’s cold. Now
Tell me, Who’ll pay reparations on my soul?
Call my brother a junkie 'cause he ain’t got no job (no job, no job).
Told my old man to leave me when times got hard (so hard).
Told my mother she got to carry me all by herself.
And now that I want to be a man (be a man)
who can depend on no one else (oh yeah).
What about the red man
Who met you at the coast?
You never dig sharing;
Always had to have the most.
And what about Mississippi,
The boundary of old?
Tell me, Who’ll pay reparations on my soul?
Many fine speeches (oh yeah)
From the White House desk (uh huh)
Written on the cue cards
That were never really there. Yes,
But the heat and the summer were there
And the freezing winter’s cold.
Tell me, Who’ll pay reparations on my soul?
Who’ll pay reparations,
‘Cause I don’t dig segregation, but I
can’t get integration
I got to take it to the United Nations,
Someone to help me away from this nation.
Tell me, Who’ll pay reparations on my soul?
Gill Scott-Heron
Many suggestions
And documents written.
Many directions
For the end that was given.
They gave us
Pieces of silver and pieces of gold.
Tell me, Who’ll pay reparations on my soul?
Many fine speeches (oh yeah)
From the White House desk (uh huh)
Written on the cue cards
That were never really there. Yes,
But the heat and the summer were there
And the freezing winter’s cold. Now
Tell me, Who’ll pay reparations on my soul?
Call my brother a junkie 'cause he ain’t got no job (no job, no job).
Told my old man to leave me when times got hard (so hard).
Told my mother she got to carry me all by herself.
And now that I want to be a man (be a man)
who can depend on no one else (oh yeah).
What about the red man
Who met you at the coast?
You never dig sharing;
Always had to have the most.
And what about Mississippi,
The boundary of old?
Tell me, Who’ll pay reparations on my soul?
Many fine speeches (oh yeah)
From the White House desk (uh huh)
Written on the cue cards
That were never really there. Yes,
But the heat and the summer were there
And the freezing winter’s cold.
Tell me, Who’ll pay reparations on my soul?
Who’ll pay reparations,
‘Cause I don’t dig segregation, but I
can’t get integration
I got to take it to the United Nations,
Someone to help me away from this nation.
Tell me, Who’ll pay reparations on my soul?
Gill Scott-Heron
domingo, 15 de mayo de 2011
El timo de la libertad
The American Ruse
They told you in school about freedom
But when you try to be free they never let ya
They said "it's easy , nothing to it"
And now the army's out to get ya
They said "it's easy , nothing to it"
And now the army's out to get ya
Sixty nine America in terminal stasis
The air's so thick it's like drowning in molasses
I'm sick and tired of paying these dues
And i'm finally getting hip to the American ruse
The air's so thick it's like drowning in molasses
I'm sick and tired of paying these dues
And i'm finally getting hip to the American ruse
I learned to say the pledge of allegiance
Before they beat me bloody down at the station
They haven't got a word out of me since
I got a billion years probation
Before they beat me bloody down at the station
They haven't got a word out of me since
I got a billion years probation
Sixty nine America in terminal stasis
The air's so thick it's like drowning in molasses
I'm sick and tired of paying these dues
And i'm sick to my guts of the American ruse
Phony stars, oh no! crummy cars, oh no!
Cheap guitars, oh no! Joe's primitive bar... nah!
The air's so thick it's like drowning in molasses
I'm sick and tired of paying these dues
And i'm sick to my guts of the American ruse
Phony stars, oh no! crummy cars, oh no!
Cheap guitars, oh no! Joe's primitive bar... nah!
Rock'em back, Sonic!
The way they pull you over it's suspicious
Yeah, for something that just ain't your fault
If you complain they're gonna get vicious
Kick in the teeth and charge you with assault
Yeah, but i can see the chickens coming home to roost
Young people everywhere are gonna cook their goose
Lots of kids are working to get rid of these blues
cause everybody's sick of the American ruse
The way they pull you over it's suspicious
Yeah, for something that just ain't your fault
If you complain they're gonna get vicious
Kick in the teeth and charge you with assault
Yeah, but i can see the chickens coming home to roost
Young people everywhere are gonna cook their goose
Lots of kids are working to get rid of these blues
cause everybody's sick of the American ruse
Well well well, take a look around!
Well well well, take a look around!
Well well well, take a look around!
Well well well, take a look around!
Well well well, take a look around!
MC5
lunes, 25 de abril de 2011
Animalandia eres tú
Vos estim a tots igual
Tenc un zoo dins ca meva,
ses lleones se "jalen" sa penya,
ses goril.les mengen herba,
realment són bones ties
ses lleones se "jalen" sa penya,
ses goril.les mengen herba,
realment són bones ties
I ses àguiles marines
són més putes que ses gallines,
sa gallina diu que no,
que és més puta es gorrió
Perquè sou uns animals,
perquè sou es meus germans,
perquè sou tan irreals,
vos estim a tots igual
I es canaris sedentaris
tornen "locos" dins sa gàbia,
i ses guàtleres, què bones,
sempre n'he de dur de noves
I es mussol sap metafísica
i sa física no falla,
què difícil separar
ses coales des "coals"!
Des meus vidres entelats,
des meu cel insuficient,
de carrers abandonats,
d'arbres tan indiferents
Perquè sou uns animals,
perquè sou es meus germans,
perquè sou tan irreals,
vos estim a tots igual
Ses "mones" en es arbres
mengen plàtans de Canàries,
ses cotorres discuteixen,
es mussol fa tres capades
I de serps no en vull ni veure
que m'espanten ses clientes,
unes nines que se pensen
que la Verge nom Esteve
Perquè sou irracionals,
perquè sou elementals,
perquè sou de mar i cel
i terrestres com es fang
Perquè sou uns animals,
perquè sou es meus germans,
perquè sou tan irreals,
vos estim a tots igual
Des meus vidres entelats,
des meu cel insuficient,
de carrers abandonats,
d'arbres tan indiferents
Perquè sou uns animals,
perquè sou es meus germans,
perquè sou tan irreals,
vos estim a tots igual
martes, 19 de abril de 2011
Happy times for the bureaucracy
Government Center
Well we've got alot alot alot of hard work today
We gotta rock at the government center
Make the secretaries feel better
When they put those stamps on the letters
And they got alot alot alot of great desks and chairs
Uh huh, at the government center
We gotta make the secretaries feel better
When they put those stamps on all those letters
We gotta rock-a rock-a rock-a nonstop tonight
Uh huh, at the government center
Make the secretaries feel better
When they put the stamps on the letters
Won't stop until we see secretaries smile
We gotta see some office boys, they're jumpin' for joy
Tell old Mr. Ayhern (?), "Calm down a while.
You know that's the only way the center is ever gonna get better."
So let's rock-a rock-a rock-a nonstop tonight
Uh huh, at the government center
Make the secretaries feel better
When they put the stamps on the letters
We're gonna make 'em feel better
Oh look out
We're gonna help them out (Make them feel better - repeat)
Take all our equipment
Do rock & roll
That's right
Use that feeling inside, we're gonna transmit
Those secretaries will have to stand up, and not be able to sit
Oh it's gonna be fun, oh we won't get scared, we can't keep it down
Oh that feelin' inside we're gonna transmit it to life
Baby, aw modern dancin'
Yeah, yeah
We gotta rock at the government center
Make the secretaries feel better
When they put those stamps on the letters
And they got alot alot alot of great desks and chairs
Uh huh, at the government center
We gotta make the secretaries feel better
When they put those stamps on all those letters
We gotta rock-a rock-a rock-a nonstop tonight
Uh huh, at the government center
Make the secretaries feel better
When they put the stamps on the letters
Won't stop until we see secretaries smile
We gotta see some office boys, they're jumpin' for joy
Tell old Mr. Ayhern (?), "Calm down a while.
You know that's the only way the center is ever gonna get better."
So let's rock-a rock-a rock-a nonstop tonight
Uh huh, at the government center
Make the secretaries feel better
When they put the stamps on the letters
We're gonna make 'em feel better
Oh look out
We're gonna help them out (Make them feel better - repeat)
Take all our equipment
Do rock & roll
That's right
Use that feeling inside, we're gonna transmit
Those secretaries will have to stand up, and not be able to sit
Oh it's gonna be fun, oh we won't get scared, we can't keep it down
Oh that feelin' inside we're gonna transmit it to life
Baby, aw modern dancin'
Yeah, yeah
The Modern Lovers
jueves, 14 de abril de 2011
Fandango republicano
Mientras que haya un hambriento
Que no hablen de igualdad
Mientras que haya un hambriento
Ya se encarga el capital
La monarquía y el clero
Que haya desigualdad
Como buen republicano
Tengo las ideas muy claras
Como buen republicano
Ya está bien de tantas lacras
Que llevan miles de años
Viviendo de otras espaldas
De cachorro lo aprendí
A orientarme con el viento
De cachorro lo aprendí
Ahora que soy perro viejo
Me es más fácil distinguir
A los lobos desde lejos
Se le nota en la mirada
Al que es tonto, tonto, tonto
Se le nota en la mirada
Y al falso con mala sangre
No le acierta la jugada
Ni su puñetera madre
Nos enseñan a matar
Mucho más que a sembrar un árbol
Nos enseñan a matar
Y los que nos revelamos
Sólo nos queda gritar
Ni guerra, ni dios, ni amo
El mar presume de hondura
Y el tiempo de su saber
El mar presume de hondura
El viento de su poder
La tierra de su estatura
Y el hombre no sé de qué
Le he cantado a casi todo
Lo que me ha dado que pensar
Le he cantado a casi todo
Y ahora le voy a cantar
A la que nunca existió
La paloma de la paz
Piden tierra y se la niegan
Tierra para trabajar
Piden tierra y se la niegan
Hay otros que piden más
Armas para hacer la guerra
Que no hablen de igualdad
Mientras que haya un hambriento
Ya se encarga el capital
La monarquía y el clero
Que haya desigualdad
Como buen republicano
Tengo las ideas muy claras
Como buen republicano
Ya está bien de tantas lacras
Que llevan miles de años
Viviendo de otras espaldas
De cachorro lo aprendí
A orientarme con el viento
De cachorro lo aprendí
Ahora que soy perro viejo
Me es más fácil distinguir
A los lobos desde lejos
Se le nota en la mirada
Al que es tonto, tonto, tonto
Se le nota en la mirada
Y al falso con mala sangre
No le acierta la jugada
Ni su puñetera madre
Nos enseñan a matar
Mucho más que a sembrar un árbol
Nos enseñan a matar
Y los que nos revelamos
Sólo nos queda gritar
Ni guerra, ni dios, ni amo
El mar presume de hondura
Y el tiempo de su saber
El mar presume de hondura
El viento de su poder
La tierra de su estatura
Y el hombre no sé de qué
Le he cantado a casi todo
Lo que me ha dado que pensar
Le he cantado a casi todo
Y ahora le voy a cantar
A la que nunca existió
La paloma de la paz
Piden tierra y se la niegan
Tierra para trabajar
Piden tierra y se la niegan
Hay otros que piden más
Armas para hacer la guerra
jueves, 31 de marzo de 2011
jueves, 10 de marzo de 2011
You'll have to scream louder
Yes I know you're unhappy
Yes I know you've been crying
Can't you see by my eyes
That I've been crying too
But you'll have to scream louder
Because no one is listening
You can scream, you can shout
Don't expect to be heard
You'll have to scream louder
You'll have to scream louder
Children are playing
While we're building weapons
But our toys are better
'Cause our toys are real
And it makes me feel angry
I feel so ashamed
You'll have to scream louder
I've got no respect for
People in power
They make their decisions
From their ivory towers
And I feel a hatred
It's growing inside
And there's nowhere to run to
'Cause there's nowhere to hide
You'll have to scream louder
Can't you see that I'm crying?
Do you think I'm pretending?
Can't you see by my eyes
These tears are real
And it makes me feel angry
I feel so helpless
And I feel so ashamed
I don't know what to do for the best
I'll have to scream louder
Yes I'll have to scream louder
If your conscience don't catch you
Then something else will
Count to one hundred
Hope you don't get killed
The war may be over
But the next one's for real
You'll have to scream louder
You'll have to scream louder
And I feel so angry
I feel so ashamed
I've got no respect for
People in power
They make their decisions
From their ivory towers
And I feel so frightened
And I feel so violent
Yes I know you've been crying
Can't you see by my eyes
That I've been crying too
But you'll have to scream louder
Because no one is listening
You can scream, you can shout
Don't expect to be heard
You'll have to scream louder
You'll have to scream louder
Children are playing
While we're building weapons
But our toys are better
'Cause our toys are real
And it makes me feel angry
I feel so ashamed
You'll have to scream louder
I've got no respect for
People in power
They make their decisions
From their ivory towers
And I feel a hatred
It's growing inside
And there's nowhere to run to
'Cause there's nowhere to hide
You'll have to scream louder
Can't you see that I'm crying?
Do you think I'm pretending?
Can't you see by my eyes
These tears are real
And it makes me feel angry
I feel so helpless
And I feel so ashamed
I don't know what to do for the best
I'll have to scream louder
Yes I'll have to scream louder
If your conscience don't catch you
Then something else will
Count to one hundred
Hope you don't get killed
The war may be over
But the next one's for real
You'll have to scream louder
You'll have to scream louder
And I feel so angry
I feel so ashamed
I've got no respect for
People in power
They make their decisions
From their ivory towers
And I feel so frightened
And I feel so violent
martes, 8 de marzo de 2011
Woman is the Nigger of the World
Woman is the nigger of the world
Yes she is...think about it
Woman is the nigger of the world
Think about it...do something about it
Yes she is...think about it
Woman is the nigger of the world
Think about it...do something about it
We make her paint her face and dance
If she won't be slave ,we say that she don't love us
If she's real, we say she's trying to be a man
While putting her down we pretend that she is above us
Woman is the nigger of the world...
Yes she is
If you don't belive me take a look to the one you're with
Woman is the slaves of the slaves
Ah yeah...you better screem about it
We make her bear and raise our children
And then we leave her flat for being a fat old mother hen
We tell her home is the only place she would be
Then we complain that she's too unworldly to be our friend
Woman is the nigger of the world...
Yes she is
If you don't belive me take a look to the one you're with
Woman is the slaves of the slaves
Oh Yeah (think about it)
If she won't be slave ,we say that she don't love us
If she's real, we say she's trying to be a man
While putting her down we pretend that she is above us
Woman is the nigger of the world...
Yes she is
If you don't belive me take a look to the one you're with
Woman is the slaves of the slaves
Ah yeah...you better screem about it
We make her bear and raise our children
And then we leave her flat for being a fat old mother hen
We tell her home is the only place she would be
Then we complain that she's too unworldly to be our friend
Woman is the nigger of the world...
Yes she is
If you don't belive me take a look to the one you're with
Woman is the slaves of the slaves
Oh Yeah (think about it)
We insult her everyday on TV
And wonder why she has no guts or confidence
When she's young we kill her will to be free
While telling her not to be so smart we put her down for being so dumb
Woman is the nigger of the world...
And wonder why she has no guts or confidence
When she's young we kill her will to be free
While telling her not to be so smart we put her down for being so dumb
Woman is the nigger of the world...
Yes she is
If you don't belive me take a look to the one you're with
Woman is the slaves of the slaves
Yes she is...if you belive me,
you better screem about it.
If you don't belive me take a look to the one you're with
Woman is the slaves of the slaves
Yes she is...if you belive me,
you better screem about it.
John & Yoko
miércoles, 2 de febrero de 2011
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