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Bullets
06:39
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Keep still for your own good,
that's what they said, and trapped you where you stood.
So secure with your hands up in the air
you want to fight or flee but your feet are frozen there.
They leave no room for argument.
You chip away year after year but you haven't made a dent.
And sometimes they take aim just for fun.
Release the trigger hit their target and then you're done.
They breathe gunpowder in their lungs.
They speak with bullets on their tongues.
Inspired by what you will not get,
you ask yourself is beating them or joining them the better bet.
And when their war is finally won
was it you all along who held the gun?
We breathe gunpowder in our lungs
We speak with bullets on our tongues
Would you take one for me
like I would take one for you?
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Cicada Song
07:07
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How can I hear you sing when you sing with your hands and your hands are tied behind your back?
And how can I hear you sing when your head's up in the clouds and your ears are tuned to other frequencies?
We only hear satellites.
How can I hear you sing when you sing in your dreams and you cannot find a quiet place to sleep?
And how can I hear you sing when your head's up in the clouds and my ears are tuned to other frequencies?
We only hear satellites.
If you want to hear the music of tomorrow:
we'll be singing without words,
clapping our hands,
and strumming rubber bands.
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Rocket Ships
06:38
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Don't it seem that all the love is gone
The world's unfair and every right is wrong
And it's been like that for far too long
That every right is wrong
They tap the veins of the earth for fun
They say there's no choice that's just how it's done
And they say it with their hands on a gun
And that's just how it's done
You've got friends you want to ease their pain
You've got friends but you don't know their names
You're on the same damn train
But you don't know their names
Well we stomp our feet
And we shake our fists
And we bite our lips
Just like this
We're not machines
'Cause we have dreams
And I’ll stay right here
No rocket ships
You write letters but it's not enough
So you march and protest and that other stuff
Yeah you get going when the going gets tough
And all that other stuff
Well go outside and put a record on
Make it a record of your favorite song
And play it all night long
A record of your favorite song
Tell all the people to come dance with you
What else do people really have to do
If they're feeling this blue
What do they have to do?
If it seems that all the love is gone
Just put a record on your favorite song
And play it all night long
A record of your favorite song
If you wake up and every wrong is right
Kiss your babies and hold 'em tight
'Cause it might not last but then again it might
So hold your babies tight
It might not last but then again it might
So hold your babies tight
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A Bloodletting
04:38
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STICK THE KNIFE IN LET THE BLOOD SPILL OUT
STICK THE KNIFE IN LET THERE BE NO DOUBT
STICK THE KNIFE IN LET THEIR BAD BLOOD OUT
LIKE THEY BEEN TRYING TO DO TO YOU FOR A THOUSAND YEARS
EVERYBODY GOT WORK TO DO
NOBODY HERE EAT FOR FREE
THE FARMER PLOW HIS FIELD, THE MOTHER TEACH HER CHILD
AND THE POLITICIAN TRY TO MAKE A FOOL OUT OF ME
HE SAY THAT WAR IS HELL BOYS
AND THEN HE SAY SHUT YER MOUTH AND DON'T COMPLAIN
WHEN HE WRITE THEM CHECKS FOR BULLETS WITH YER NAME ON 'EM
AND HIS BOMBS FROM THE HEAVENS RAIN
WELL I SAY THAT HIS WAR IS A RACKET
AND I AIN'T GONNA STUDY WAR NO MORE
AND WHEN I STICK THIS KNIFE IN THAT BAD MAN'S HEART
IT'S PEACE THAT I'M LOOKING FOR
NOBODY WANT TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY
EVERYBODY WANT TO THINK THEY FREE FROM SIN
BUT ONE MAN SHARPENS THE BLADE MY FRIEND
AND ANOTHER STICK IT IN
IT MIGHT BE MADE OF PEN AND PAPER
AND IT MIGHT BE MADE OF STICKS AND STONES
AND IT MIGHT BE MADE OF SHARP, SHARP STEEL
AND BABY IT JUST MIGHT BE MY MICROPHONE
AND I AIN'T TALKIN ABOUT NO MURDER
NO I AIN'T TALKIN NO HOMICIDE
BUT IF THAT MAN WRITES ONE MORE CHECK FOR ONE MORE WAR
BABY LET'S JUST SEND HIM TO THE OTHER SIDE
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and bide your time
02:40
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Keir Neuringer Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
"with Neuringer's music...mortal purpose is a given" (wire magazine)
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Elegies & Litanies - Keir Neuringer
by Ensemble Klang with Keir Neuringer
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