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Bumper Stickers
03:35
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Blue stripe on the bumper tells them who’s side we’re on
Next to the Gadsden I bought on amazon
Bought a confederate flag down in Florida
I’m just a rebel and I love America
So you drive your pickup, I’ll drive my mini van
We’ll fill up the gas tank, go to war with Iran
We’ll buy flags from China, til America’s great again
Our preacher had told us who we should all support
We listened closely, took notes on who to deport
Then we drove down to DC, hopeful to meet our muse
Bought a red cap there, from a man named Jesus
So you drive your pickup, I’ll drive my mini van
We’ll fill up the gas tank, go to war with Iran
We’ll buy flags from China, til America’s great again
I fear my obsolescence
You’ll see no acquiescence
So you drive your pickup, I’ll drive my mini van
We’ll fill up the gas tank, go to war with Iran
We’ll buy flags from China, til America’s great again
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Waltzing Will
03:49
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Walzing Will was soft and sweet
The way he waltzed was too effete
For psychiatrists to think was fittin'
So they said “Hey son, we think we should
Sneak you a slug of raw manhood
And the State Hospital's just the place to get one"
Now they call him a queer sickie
They herd him to group therapy
They lock him up at night so he don't escape
And if they hear any Gay talk
A sizzle of electro-shock
Keeps his fantasies in fascist shape
They call it mental hygiene but I call it psychic rape!
And he won't get no restitution
Until we're dealing with the fact
That all the mental institutions
Are backed by a pack of straight white honky quacks
They’re backed by a pack of straight white honky quacks!
Now Dan Don Rose was kinda nuts
But Dan Don Rose sure had guts
To go cruising rednecks that sorry night
Dan don rose he never thought
Sure to bad but he forgot
Stomping queers is their god-given right
We were angry when they stabbed him
We were angry when the police grabbed him
They him quick and told him to behave
While the doctors nurses laughed and jabbed him
Morgue man slabbed and tagged him
Now he’s dead there aint nothin left to say
But his ghost is crying from an angry grave
Let’s not just talk about revolution
No demands without propound
Theres just no end to the pollution
Rise up and rip this goddamn system down
Cause there ain’t no hope til it tumbles to the ground
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Enough
03:10
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There's no excuse now
For what's been done
We're second thoughts now
When there’s money to be won
How many times do I have to wake up to this
How many times do I have to cry
My heart is heavy with rage tonight
My hands are ready to fight
We've had our chances
To get out of this hell
We believe their lies
Made up just to sell
How many times do I have to wake up to this
How many times do I have to cry
My heart is heavy with rage tonight
My hands are ready to fight
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Fuel on Fire
04:49
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50 years ago you knew this would come
You fed us lies
Now the time has come for reckoning
Your greed with our need to survive
Our lungs are burning at our own hands
And we can’t get out of our way
Profit clouds our path to repair
Tomorrow’s questions need answers today
Men in power orchestrated this
Fueling disbelief
It’s too late for staging arguments
If our homes will know relief
Our lungs are burning at our own hands
And we can’t get out of our way
Profit clouds our path to repair
Tomorrow’s questions need answers today
I imagined there would be a time
We’d be less estranged
Now the tides all refuse to recede
And the seasons see no change
Our lungs are burning at our own hands
And we can’t get out of our way
Profit clouds our path to repair
Tomorrow’s questions need answers today
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Greener Pastures
05:06
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I was walkin’ just the other morn’
No one seemed hopeless
They just had no time to care
I wanted to shake them,
Say what are you gonna do
When it all crumbles
And it’s too late to turn back
I don’t know when, I don’t know how
We’re gonna win
Nobody wears a crown
I met a woman, she told me that people believed
They were all angry, but nothing ever changed
And I met a man, he told me he just wasn’t sure
Why it was so bad, he’d never really known
I don’t know when, I don’t know how
We’re gonna win
Nobody wears a crown
Greener pastures are always around the bend
You’ll never see them if you don’t open your eyes
Sunny weather is always a few days away
You’ll never feel it if you never wake up
I don’t know when, I don’t know how
We’re gonna win
Nobody wears a crown
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I was standing by the window
On one warm and sunny day
When I heard the news cast rolling
Ten more lives were taken today
Can the circle be unbroken
Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye
There's a better way of living
Where we don’t cry lord we don’t cry
Lord, I saw the undertaker
Busier than you should know
And he took my little brother
Long before his time to go
Can the circle be unbroken
Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye
There's a better way of living
Where we don’t cry lord we don’t cry
I followed close behind them
Tried to stand up and be brave
But I could not hide my sorrow
As they dug another grave
Can the circle be unbroken
Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye
There's a better way of living
Where we don’t cry lord we don’t cry
Thoughts and prayers lord sure are lovely
But they cannot tell me why
no action has been taken
How many more must die
Can the circle be unbroken
Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye
There's a better way of living
Where we don’t cry lord we don’t cry
Can the circle be unbroken
Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye
There's a better kind of freedom
Where we don’t die lord we don’t die
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The Belle Curves New York, New York
Long Island, New York may not be the first place that comes to mind when you think of country-Americana music with a strong rural connection, but you might think differently after spending some time with the work of singer/songwriter Delaney Hafener. The driving force behind The Belle Curves, Hafener has a way of turning your assumptions upside down. ... more
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