Here's some of my favorite songs about the soon to be(thank god) former president George "Dubya" Bush......  
Arch Enemy - "Blood on your Hands"
Neil Young - "Let's Impeach the President"
Pink - "Dear Mr. President"
Otep - "Confrontation"
Linkin Park - "Hands Held High"
Bullet for my Valentine - "Scream Aim Fire"
Ani DiFranco - "Millenium Theater"
Nine Inch Nails - "Capital G"
So what's yer favorite protest songs for George and the current administration? What about days of old? One of my favorites from the "hippie generation" would have to be CCR - "Fortunate Son"
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StraddleMyNose
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Apr 5 @ 8:32PM
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hawktaylins
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Apr 5 @ 8:36PM
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 I'm sorry Straddle. I didn't realize you work for Haliburton!!
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lunanegra
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Apr 5 @ 8:43PM
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"When the President Talks to God" - Brighteyes
Also dude,duck and cover..this isn't going to go over too well...
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hawktaylins
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Apr 5 @ 8:50PM
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Oh i forgot that song... "When the president talks to God. Does he tell him which country to invade?"
Um, yeah. I know blogging here is like when i worked in a bar.... No politics, no religion. But. They make such great debates!!
Edwin Starr - "War" (what is it good for, absolutely nothing)
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jcarolina
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Apr 5 @ 8:52PM
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I don't have anything more against W than the rest of the painted up mannequins in DC, but my fav is an old standby, the original 90's protest song:
"Killing in the Name Of" by Rage Against the Machine
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lunanegra
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Apr 5 @ 10:29PM
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I know blogging here is like when i worked in a bar.... No politics, no religion.
And don't forget that most here go home alone at the end of the night as well
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gravija
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Apr 6 @ 12:46AM
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Gm->shoot the dog that was a good protest song, also M.Manson has great songs showing us how blindly people believe in religion&goverment...
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wtxman
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Apr 6 @ 12:51AM
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Country Joe's Place
"I-Feel-Like-I'm-Fixin'-To-Die"
[_____________________]
[I-Feel-Like-I'm- Fixin'-To-Die LP Cover]
Side 1:
1. The Fish Cheer &
I-Feel-Like-I'm-Fixin'-To-Die Rag (3:44)
2. Who Am I (4:05)
3. Pat's Song (5:26)
4. Rock Coast Blues (3:57)
5. Magoo (4:44)
Side 2:
1. Janis (2:36)
The Bomb Song (1:09)
2. Thought Dream (5:05)
The Bomb Song (Reprise) (0:25)
Acid Commercial (0:37)
3. Thursday (2:42)
4. Eastern Jam (4:31)
5. Colors for Susan (5:59)
[_____________________]
The Fish Cheer & I-Feel-Like-I'm-Fixin'-To-Die Rag
Sheet music and guitar tablature
Gimme an F!
F!
Gimme an I!
I!
Gimme an S!
S!
Gimme an H!
H!
What's that spell ?
FISH!
What's that spell ?
FISH!
What's that spell ?
FISH!
Yeah, come on all of you, big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again.
He's got himself in a terrible jam
Way down yonder in Vietnam
So put down your books and pick up a gun,
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun.
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.
Well, come on generals, let's move fast;
Your big chance has come at last.
Gotta go out and get those reds —
The only good commie is the one who's dead
And you know that peace can only be won
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come.
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.
Huh!
Well, come on Wall Street, don't move slow,
Why man, this is war au-go-go.
There's plenty good money to be made
By supplying the Army with the tools of the trade,
Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
They drop it on the Viet Cong.
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam.
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.
Well, come on mothers throughout the land,
Pack your boys off to Vietnam.
Come on fathers, don't hesitate,
Send 'em off before it's too late.
Be the first one on your block
To have your boy come home in a box.
And it's one, two, three
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam.
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.
Who Am I ?
Who am I
To stand and wonder, to wait
While the wheels of fate
Slowly grind my life away.
Who am I ?
There were some things that I loved one time,
But the dreams are gone I thought were mine,
And the hidden tears that once could fall
Now burn inside at the thought of all
The years of waste, the years of crime
Passions of a heart so blind;
To think that, but even still
As I stand exposed, the feelings are felt
And I cry into the echo of my loneliness.
Who am I
To stand and wonder, to wait
While the wheels of fate
Slowly grind my life away.
Who am I ?
What a nothing I've made of life
The empty words, the coward's plight
To be pushed and passed from hand to hand
Never daring to speak, never daring to stand
And the emptiness of my family's eyes
Reminds me over and over of lies
And promises and deeds undone
And now again I want to run
But now there is nowhere to run to.
Who am I
To stand and wonder, to wait
While the wheels of fate
Slowly grind my life away.
Who am I ?
And now my friend we meet again
We shall see which one will bend
Under the strain of death's golden eyes
Which one of us shall win the prize
To live and which one will die
'Tis I, my friend, yes 'tis I
Shall kill to live again and again
To clutch the throat of sweet revenge
For life is here only for the taking.
Who am I
To stand and wonder, to wait
While the wheels of fate
Slowly grind my life away.
Who am I ? Who am I ?
Pat's Song
Bring flowers and ring them round her grass hair,
Bring leaves from the mountain and boxes of air,
Bring baskets of food and things you can share
And the moon will shine in her eyes.
She will stand in the sea with her body like sand
And the dolphins will come kiss the palms of her hands;
As she opens her soul to the water and land
Her smiles will color the sky.
With bottles of light and sacks of clay,
With music to dance and songs to play,
With lemons and candles you'll see the way
That the moon will shine in her eyes.
She will fly on the wind with her face to the sun,
Children will dance all around her for fun.
Just ask her for love and she'll give you some
For her smiles will color the sky.
Rock Coast Blues
Movin' down that rock coast line
Oh, nothin' but my woman on my mind
Hear those waves poundin' on sand
Smell that sea air blowin' inland
I wonder if she's found another man, oh!
Black stone roadway by the sea
Oh, I wonder if she's a-missing me
Four-wheeled clock keeps tickin' off time
Measured minutes by a broken white line,
Wonder if I'm really on her mind, oh.
And now in my thoughts I feel her eyes,
Feel her smilin' by my side,
Then I turn around and see
There's nobody sittin' here but me, yeah!
Rubber tired, oh, lonesome song
Tells me that I've done something wrong
Days before and then we parted,
I wonder why I even started
Thinkin' I've been gone far too long.
Moving past those rocks and waves
I wonder how she spends her days,
Watch the sun as we go by
Throwin' colors off the water sky,
Thinkin' about t
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