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  • another one

    Current mood:cold

    another song to enjoy:

    widespread panic

    I was talking to a homeless drunk about religion
    He said "It's all I got, but it ain't much
    'Cause the way I feel these days,
    I'd rather have a gun than a crutch"

    Well, that makes sense to me
    It makes sense to me, I must confess
    That makes sense to me
    It makes sense to me, I must confess

    Listen to a little girl, she was a runaway.
    She said "My daddy treated me like a slave.
    Soiled me in my momma bed when I was just 15.
    That's why I had to lay him in his grave!"

    Well, that makes sense to me
    It makes sense to me, I must confess
    That makes sense to me
    It makes sense to me, I must confess

    Talking to a black man from Atlanta.
    He said "The time has come to take what's mine.
    And if I must bust a few heads to achieve justice,
    My righteous cause will well explain the crime!"

    Well, that makes sense to me
    It makes sense to me, I must confess
    That makes sense to me
    It makes sense to me, I must confess

    Well, that makes sense to me
    It makes sense to me, I must confess
    That makes sense to me
    It makes sense to me, I must confess

     

    ...MAKES SENSE TO ME!!

    4:26 AM

  • johnny

    of course a social relation cant be changed with a bomb it takes more than dynamite to get folks to respond of course tomorrow morning if our whole system collapsed wed divide ourselves again on lines of gender, race, and class but tonight i dont care if we win a million hearts unless we rip them out their chests and start throwing them at cars because tonight its not enough to sympathize and wear pins they count everyone who doesnt rise up as a win lying in bed we dream a thousand revolutionary plots were fucking petrified to use the bit of power we got its not to say its not important to build and organize but all talk and no act is just reaction in disguise so some of us arent gonna wait another thousand years for the world to loose their crutches and to swallow their fear because complacency is guilt and response is overdue johnny, the movement needs your heart but it needs your body, too well build castles in the sky from the ruins of a hell on earth and find a rage to live inside so full its about to burst johnny, well shout our songs in the wreckage tonight and smuggle our stories out through the gauntlets and bring them back to life as bombs and beating hearts a little piece of each of us inside is a cop we try to fuck each other over just to rise to the top and the dog mimics the master but he only eats the scraps we whip the ones below but get cracked on our own back theres a banker and a fascist deep in all of our bones and it comes as no surprise because thats all that weve known but a week ago i saw a garden in a vacant lot i saw an empty building become a living, breathing squat i saw partiers take over city rush-hour roads i saw a little bit of beach underneath the paving stone if we can manifest these situations in the street and subvert our daily lives that were walking through asleep maybe theres hope for us, too, beyond the products on sale beyond myths of human nature and a hundred thousand jails imagine tearing down the borders our society defines imagine what we could become given a little work and time
    5:01 AM

  • a song of great social and political import

    Current mood:grateful

    live it:

     

    In this world, if you read the papers, lord,
    You know everybody's fighting on with each other.
    You got no one you can count on, baby,
    Not even your own brother.
    So if someone comes along,
    He's gonna give you some love and affection
    I'd say get it while you can, yeah!
    Honey, get it while you can,
    Hey, hey, get it while you can,
    Don't you turn your back on love, no, no!

    Don't you know when you're loving anybody, baby,
    You're taking a gamble on a little sorrow,
    But then who cares, baby,
    'cause we may not be here tomorrow, no.
    And if anybody should come along,
    He gonna give you any love and affection,
    I'd say get it while you can, yeah!
    Hey, hey, get it while you can,
    Hey, hey, get it while you can.
    Don't you turn your back on love,
    No no no, no no no no no.

    Oh, get it while you can,
    Honey get it when you're gonna wanna need it dear, yeah yeah,
    Hey hey, get it while you can,
    Don't you turn your back on love,
    No no no, no no no no, get it while you can,
    I said hold on to somebody when you get a little lonely, dear,
    Hey hey, hold on to that man's heart,
    Yeah, get it, want it, hold it, need it,
    Get it, want it, need it, hold it,
    Get it while you can, yeah,
    Honey get it while you can, baby, yeah,
    Hey hey, get it while you can!

    ~janis

    3:20 AM

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