Its possible to love someone
and not treat them in the way that you want
its possible to see your eyes
be the devil in disguise
with another front-end
its possible to change this world
revolutionize the boys and girls
its possible to educate the next generation
ever rule the world someday now
its possible to love someone
and not treat them in the way that you want
its possible to see your eyes
be the devil in disguise
with another front-end
its possible to change this world
revolutionize the boys and girls
its possible to educate the next generation
ever rule the world
now the changing times of the 21th century
means nothing to me cause I would rather be
at the beginning of time
earth would be mine livin in luxury-hee
discovering a world out there
believing in the sun, earth, water and air
take me there
so I can see the world bloom
standing on a sea cliff howling at the moon
creating a world for the open minded
a unique perception a true decided
I know we can find it
its a matter of where and when we collectively decided
the world is not a vicious place
its just the way we’ve been raised
discovering time and space
I know we that could make a change
rearrange the way that we appreciate the world today
its possible to love someone
and not treat them in the way that you want
its possible to see your eyes
be the devil in disguise
with another front-end
its possible to change this world
revolutionize the boys and girls
its possible to educate the next generation
ever rule the world someday
someday somedayiiiiee someday dayyyyiiiiyeeeaaoo
now as I start to put my mind into words
I stall I fall im losing it all
my inhibition the thought of wasting away
the fact that the music’s at a place not far away yet i stray
stick to my world
in love with my life my beliefs and my girl
but is it luck that our love is crazy
place the human race to get me wrong i still think we could change
Yea, we’re comin’ back then with another bombtrack
Think ya know what it’s all about, huh
Hey yo, so check this out, yea
Know your enemy
Come on
Born with insight and a raised fist
A witness to the slit wrist, that’s with
We move into ninety two
Still in a room without a view
Ya got to know, ya got to know
That when I say go, go, go
Amp up and amplify, defy
I’m a brother with a furious mind
Action must be taken
We don’t need the key, we’ll break in
Somethin’ must be done
About vengeance, a badge and a gun
So rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system
I was born to rage against ’em
Fist in ya face, in the place and I’ll drop the style clearly
Know your enemy
Know your enemy
Yea
Hey yo, and check with this, uhh
Word is born
Fight the war, fuck the norms
Now I got no patience
So sick of complacence
The D the E the Fthe I the A the N the C the E
Mind of a revolutionary
So clear the lane
The finger to the land of the chains
What? The land of the free?
Whoever told you that is your enemy
Now something must be done
About vengeance, a badge and a gun
So rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system
I was born to rage against ’em
Now action must be taken
We don’t need the key, we’ll break in
I’ve got no patience now
So sick of complacence now
I’ve got no patience now
So sick of complacence now
Sick of, sick of ,sick of, sick of you
Time has come to pay
Know your enemy
Come on
Yes, I know my enemies
They’re the teachers who taught me to fight me
Compromise, conformity, assimilation, submission
Ignorance, hypocrisy, brutality, the elite
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
Ghost Of Tom Joad
Men walkin’ ‘long the railroad tracks
Goin’ some place, there’s no goin’ back
Highway Patrol choppers comin’ up over the ridge
Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge
Shelter line stretchin’ round the corner
Welcome to the new world order
Families sIeepin’ in their cars in the southwest
No home, no job, no peace, no rest
The highway is alive tonight
But nobody’s kiddin’ nobody about where it goes
I’m sitting down here in the campfire light
Searchin’ for the ghost of Tom Joad
He pulls prayer book out of his sleepin’ bag
Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
Waitin’ for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box ‘neath the underpass
Got a one way ticket to the promised land
You got a hole in your belly and a gun in your hand
sleeping on a pillow of solid rock
Bathing in the city aqueduct
The highway is alive tonight
But where It’s headed everybody knows
I’m sittin’ down here in the campfire light
Waitin’ on the ghost of Tom Joad
Now Tom Said, “Mom, wherever there’s a cop beatin’ a guy
Wherever a hungry new born baby cries
Where there’s a fight ‘gainst the blood and hatred in the air
Look for me mom I’ll be there
Wherever there’s somebody fightin’ for a pIace to stand
Or decent job or a helpin’ hand
Wherever somebody’s strugglin’ to be free
Look in their eyes mom you’ll see me.”
The highway is alive tonight
But nobody’s kiddin’ nobody about where it goes
I’m sitting down here in the campfire light
Searchin’ for the ghost of Tom Joad
Some words from the longest living culture on earth…
Black fella, white fella.
It doesn’t matter, what your colour.
As long as you, a true fella.
As long as you, a real fella.
All the people, of different races.
With different lives, in different places.
It doesn’t matter, what your name is.
We got to have, lots of changes.
We need more brothers, if we’re to make it.
We need more sisters, if we’re to save it.
Are you the one that’s gonna stand up and be counted?
Are you the one who’s gonna be there when we shout it?
Are you the one that’s always ready with a helping hand?
Are you the one who understands these family plans?
Black fella, white fella.
Yellow fella, any fella.
It doesn’t matter, what your colour.
As long as you, a true fella.
All the people, of different races.
With different lives, in different places.
It doesn’t matter, which religions.
It’s all the same when the, ship is sinking.
We need more brothers, if we’re to make it.
We need more sisters, if we’re to save it.
Are you the one that’s gonna stand up and be counted?
Are you the one who’s gonna be there when we shout it?
Are you the one that’s always ready with a helping hand?
Are you the one who understands these family plans?
Stand up, stand up and be counted.
Stand up, stand up and be counted.
Are you the one that’s always ready with a helping hand?
Are you the one who understands these family plans?
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Love that song and know it well.
Brilliant!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :love:
Awesome :love:
Its possible to love someone
and not treat them in the way that you want
its possible to see your eyes
be the devil in disguise
with another front-end
its possible to change this world
revolutionize the boys and girls
its possible to educate the next generation
ever rule the world someday now
its possible to love someone
and not treat them in the way that you want
its possible to see your eyes
be the devil in disguise
with another front-end
its possible to change this world
revolutionize the boys and girls
its possible to educate the next generation
ever rule the world
now the changing times of the 21th century
means nothing to me cause I would rather be
at the beginning of time
earth would be mine livin in luxury-hee
discovering a world out there
believing in the sun, earth, water and air
take me there
so I can see the world bloom
standing on a sea cliff howling at the moon
creating a world for the open minded
a unique perception a true decided
I know we can find it
its a matter of where and when we collectively decided
the world is not a vicious place
its just the way we’ve been raised
discovering time and space
I know we that could make a change
rearrange the way that we appreciate the world today
its possible to love someone
and not treat them in the way that you want
its possible to see your eyes
be the devil in disguise
with another front-end
its possible to change this world
revolutionize the boys and girls
its possible to educate the next generation
ever rule the world someday
someday somedayiiiiee someday dayyyyiiiiyeeeaaoo
now as I start to put my mind into words
I stall I fall im losing it all
my inhibition the thought of wasting away
the fact that the music’s at a place not far away yet i stray
stick to my world
in love with my life my beliefs and my girl
but is it luck that our love is crazy
place the human race to get me wrong i still think we could change
Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsforsong.net/
Yea, we’re comin’ back then with another bombtrack
Think ya know what it’s all about, huh
Hey yo, so check this out, yea
Know your enemy
Come on
Born with insight and a raised fist
A witness to the slit wrist, that’s with
We move into ninety two
Still in a room without a view
Ya got to know, ya got to know
That when I say go, go, go
Amp up and amplify, defy
I’m a brother with a furious mind
Action must be taken
We don’t need the key, we’ll break in
Somethin’ must be done
About vengeance, a badge and a gun
So rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system
I was born to rage against ’em
Fist in ya face, in the place and I’ll drop the style clearly
Know your enemy
Know your enemy
Yea
Hey yo, and check with this, uhh
Word is born
Fight the war, fuck the norms
Now I got no patience
So sick of complacence
The D the E the Fthe I the A the N the C the E
Mind of a revolutionary
So clear the lane
The finger to the land of the chains
What? The land of the free?
Whoever told you that is your enemy
Now something must be done
About vengeance, a badge and a gun
So rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system
I was born to rage against ’em
Now action must be taken
We don’t need the key, we’ll break in
I’ve got no patience now
So sick of complacence now
I’ve got no patience now
So sick of complacence now
Sick of, sick of ,sick of, sick of you
Time has come to pay
Know your enemy
Come on
Yes, I know my enemies
They’re the teachers who taught me to fight me
Compromise, conformity, assimilation, submission
Ignorance, hypocrisy, brutality, the elite
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
Ghost Of Tom Joad
Men walkin’ ‘long the railroad tracks
Goin’ some place, there’s no goin’ back
Highway Patrol choppers comin’ up over the ridge
Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge
Shelter line stretchin’ round the corner
Welcome to the new world order
Families sIeepin’ in their cars in the southwest
No home, no job, no peace, no rest
The highway is alive tonight
But nobody’s kiddin’ nobody about where it goes
I’m sitting down here in the campfire light
Searchin’ for the ghost of Tom Joad
He pulls prayer book out of his sleepin’ bag
Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
Waitin’ for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box ‘neath the underpass
Got a one way ticket to the promised land
You got a hole in your belly and a gun in your hand
sleeping on a pillow of solid rock
Bathing in the city aqueduct
The highway is alive tonight
But where It’s headed everybody knows
I’m sittin’ down here in the campfire light
Waitin’ on the ghost of Tom Joad
Now Tom Said, “Mom, wherever there’s a cop beatin’ a guy
Wherever a hungry new born baby cries
Where there’s a fight ‘gainst the blood and hatred in the air
Look for me mom I’ll be there
Wherever there’s somebody fightin’ for a pIace to stand
Or decent job or a helpin’ hand
Wherever somebody’s strugglin’ to be free
Look in their eyes mom you’ll see me.”
The highway is alive tonight
But nobody’s kiddin’ nobody about where it goes
I’m sitting down here in the campfire light
Searchin’ for the ghost of Tom Joad
See why I made ten Blogs of Woody Guthrie music?
😉
Some words from the longest living culture on earth…
Black fella, white fella.
It doesn’t matter, what your colour.
As long as you, a true fella.
As long as you, a real fella.
All the people, of different races.
With different lives, in different places.
It doesn’t matter, what your name is.
We got to have, lots of changes.
We need more brothers, if we’re to make it.
We need more sisters, if we’re to save it.
Are you the one that’s gonna stand up and be counted?
Are you the one who’s gonna be there when we shout it?
Are you the one that’s always ready with a helping hand?
Are you the one who understands these family plans?
Black fella, white fella.
Yellow fella, any fella.
It doesn’t matter, what your colour.
As long as you, a true fella.
All the people, of different races.
With different lives, in different places.
It doesn’t matter, which religions.
It’s all the same when the, ship is sinking.
We need more brothers, if we’re to make it.
We need more sisters, if we’re to save it.
Are you the one that’s gonna stand up and be counted?
Are you the one who’s gonna be there when we shout it?
Are you the one that’s always ready with a helping hand?
Are you the one who understands these family plans?
Stand up, stand up and be counted.
Stand up, stand up and be counted.
Are you the one that’s always ready with a helping hand?
Are you the one who understands these family plans?
I think her voice is so soulful, and she’s perfect with this song.
I had songs to post, but no one has them up.
LethalAmbrose: The Drag Queen of FriendBurst.
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John, would you pay money to see that…