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driver8 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri Aug-26-05 02:12 AM
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From the band XTC -- seems appropriate...
Dear god,
Hope you got the letter,
And I pray you can make it better down here.
I don’t mean a big reduction in the price of beer,
But all the people that you made in your image,
See them starving on their feet,
’cause they don’t get enough to eat

From god,
I can’t believe in you.

Dear god,
Sorry to disturb you,
But I feel that I should be heard loud and clear.
We all need a big reduction in amount of tears,
And all the people that you made in your image,
See them fighting in the street,
’cause they can’t make opinions meet,
About god,
I can’t believe in you.

Did you make disease, and the diamond blue?
Did you make mankind after we made you?
And the devil too!

Dear god,
Don’t know if you noticed,
But your name is on a lot of quotes in this book.
Us crazy humans wrote it, you should take a look,
And all the people that you made in your image,
Still believing that junk is true.
Well I know it ain’t and so do you,
Dear god,
I can’t believe in,
I don’t believe in,

I won’t believe in heaven and hell.
No saints, no sinners,
No devil as well.
No pearly gates, no thorny crown.
You’re always letting us humans down.
The wars you bring, the babes you drown.
Those lost at sea and never found,
And it’s the same the whole world ’round.
The hurt I see helps to compound,
That the father, son and holy ghost,
Is just somebody’s unholy hoax,
And if you’re up there you’ll perceive,
That my heart’s here upon my sleeve.
If there’s one thing I don’t believe in...

It’s you,
Dear God
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electricmonk Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri Aug-26-05 02:49 AM
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1. Always loved that song
I was just listening to the Angelic Upstarts which unfortunately is also way too appropriate now.

"Last Night Another Soldier"

Last night another soldier, last night another child
No one seems to worry, no one sees his mother cry

Can you see that smart, clean soldier,
Standing straight and oh so proud
He wants to fight for Queen and country
He wants to make his family proud

A job with the future, his way to get out of it
It's his sense of romance, it never ends that way
Last night another soldier, last night another child
No one seems to worry, no one sees his mother cry

They're just facts and figures on your TV screen
Another child and another soldier, is peace just a dream

In the country strange and foreign all the people resent him
He can't cope with his problems, all the fears and hatred

Now he wish he never went he wish he never thought of it
It's not the same as fighting armies looking for the terrorists

They're just facts and figures...

Can you hear the mocking laughter from the ones that gain by it
They're not in line for the bullets, they're the ones who started it

They're just facts and figures...

Last night another soldier, last night another child
Just a number in the papers, another one of the innocent

They're just facts and figures..
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driver8 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri Aug-26-05 03:04 AM
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2. I thought of this one from The Jam, also...
LITTLE BOY SOLDIERS - Paul Weller
Its funny how you never knew what my name was,
Our only contact was a form for the election.
These days I find that you don't listen,
These days I find that we're out of touch,
These days I find that I'm too busy,
So why the attention now you want my assistance -
what have you done for me?
You've gone and got yourself in trouble,
Now you want me to help you out.
These days I find that I can't be bothered,
These days I find that its all too much,
To pick up a gun and shoot a stranger,
But I've got no choice so here I come - war games.
I'm up on the hills playing little boy soldiers,
Reconnaissance duty up at 5:30.
Shoot shoot shoot and kill the natives,
You're one of us and we love you for that.
Think of honour, Queen and country.
You're a blessed son of the British Empire,
God's on our side and so is Washington.
Come out on the hills with the little boy soldiers.
Come on outside - I'll sing you a lullabye,
And tell the tale of how goodness prevailed.
We ruled the world - we killed and robbed,
The fucking lot - but we don't feel bad.
It was done beneathe the flag of democracy,
You'll believe - and I do, yes I do - yes I do -
Yes I do -
These days I find that I can't be bothered,
To argue with them - well, what's the point?
Better to take your shots and drop down dead,
then they send you home in a pine overcoat.
With a letter to your mum
Saying 'find enclosed one son, one medal' - and a note to say he won.


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Warren DeMontague Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri Aug-26-05 03:14 AM
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3. The biggest wagon is the empty wagon
is the noisiest,
the consul a horse...
Jefferson, I think we're lost.

;)
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Maine-ah Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri Aug-26-05 05:14 AM
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4. I always thought this one was appropriate...
Here Comes President Kill Again
Lyric by: Andy Partridge



Here comes President Kill again,
surrounded by all of his killing
men.
Telling us who, why, where and when,
President Kill wants
killing again.
Hooray, ring out the bells,
King Conscience is dead.
Hooray, now
back in your cells,
we've President Kill instead.
Here comes President Kill again.
Broadcasting from his killing den.
Dressed in pounds and dollars and yen,
President Kill wants killing
again.
Hooray, hang out the flags,
Queen Caring is dead.
Hooray, we'll
stack body bags,
for President Kill instead.
Ain't democracy wonderful,
them Russians can't win!
Ain't democracy
wonderful? Lets us vote someone like that in.
Here comes President Kill again,
from pure White House to Number 10.
Taking lives with a smoking pen,
President Kill wants killing again.
Hooray, everything's great,
now President Kill is dead. Hooray,
I'll bet you can't wait, to vote for President Kill instead...



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driver8 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri Aug-26-05 12:51 PM
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5. Good one! I completely forgot that song. XTC seems to be
very wise as to "the ways of the world"!
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