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Favorite war protest songs? Mine is "I-Feel-Like-I'm-Fixin'-To-Die" by Country Joe & the 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.

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"Mosh" - Eminem

pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America

And to the Republic for which it stands

One nation under God

Indivisible...

It feels so good to be back..

I scrutinize every word, memorize every line

I spit it once, refuel and re-energize and rewind

I give sight to the blind, my insight through the mind

I exercise my right to express when I feel it's time

It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as

I say to fight, you take it as I'mma whip someone's ass

If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask

A father who has grown up with a fatherless past

Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon that has

Or at least shows no difficulty multi-task

And in juggling both perhaps mastered his craft

Slash entrepreneur who has held onto few more rap acts

Who's had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half

Of his career typical manure moving past that

Mr. kisses ass crack, he's a class act

Rubber band man, yea he just snaps back

[Chorus:]

Come along follow me as I lead through the darkness

As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed

Carry on, give me hope, give me strength

Come with me and I won't steer you wrong

Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog

To the light at the end of the tunnel

We gonna fight, we gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march

Through the swamp, we gonna mosh through the marsh

Take us right through the doors (c'mon)

All the people up top on the side and the middle

Come together lets all bomb and swamp just a little

Just let it gradually build from the front to the back

All you can see is a sea of people some white and some black

Don't matter what color, all that matters we gathered together

To celebrate for the same cause don't matter the weather

If it rains let it rain, yea the wetter the better

They ain't gonna stop us they can't, we stronger now more than ever

They tell us no we say yea, they tell us stop we say go

Rebel with a rebel yell, raise hell we gonna let em know

Stomp, push, shove, mush, [bleep] Bush, until they bring our troops home (c'mon)

[Chorus]

Imagine it pouring, it's raining down on us

Mosh pits outside the oval office

Someone's tryina tell us something,

Maybe this is god just sayin' we're responsible

For this monster, this coward,

That we have empowered

This is Bin Laden, look at his head noddin'

How could we allow something like this without pumping our fists

Now this is our final hour

Let me be the voice in your strength and your choice

Let me simplify the rhyme just to amplify the noise

Try to amplify the times it, and multiply by six...

Teen million people, Are equal at this high pitch

Maybe we can reach alqueda through my speech

Let the president answer a higher anarchy

Strap him with an Ak-47, let him go, fight his own war

Let him impress daddy that way

No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil

No more psychological warfare, to trick us to thinking that we ain't loyal

If we don't serve our own country, we're patronizing a hero

Look in his eyes its all lies

The stars and stripes, they've been swiped, washed out and wiped

And replaced with his own face, Mosh now or die

If I get sniped tonight you know why,

Cause I told you to fight.

[Chorus]

And as we proceed,

To Mosh through this desert storm,

In these closing statements, if they should argue

Let us beg to differ

As we set aside our differences

And assemble our own army

To disarm this Weapon of Mass Destruction

That we call our President, for the present

And Mosh for the future of our next generation

To speak and be heard

Mr. President, Mr. Senator

Do you guy's hear us...hear us...:laughing: (Hailie) "Mosh" - Eminem

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Anything by the Dead Kennedys or System of A Down.

Dead Kennedys - Chemical Warfare

Down at the arsenal they keep the nerve gasses

Guarded day and night by caged white rabbits

Been sitting there for years

I'm gonna have at it

I cut through the fence, run right in and grab it

Go crazy crazy crazy crazy:

Now I got my own mustard gas in my pocket

Climb on a tree on a branch and drop it

On a country club full of Saturday golfers

So I can watch them die chokin' shakin'in convulsions

Go crazy crazy crazy crazy

Crazy crazy crazy crazy:

Chemical Warfare Chemical Warfare

Chemical Warfare Warfare Warfare

Panic in the air

See the headless chickens runnin'

Golf carts head on crashin'

Crackin' heads wide open

Scratch the grass, mister, you can't breath

And roll and writhe in a sandtrap

Starting to heave

Claw those clubs, lemme see you seethe

Crazy Crazy Crazy Crazy Crazy Crazy

Chemical Warfare Chemical Warfare

Chemical Warfare Warfare Warfare

Yellow air

Yellow clouds

Blowin' down down down the fairway

Sensitive to the touch

Mowin' down the putting green

Heading straight for the big clubhouse

Where the stuffed country club

Effervescent ladies, so carefree

Relax, pose by the pool

Limber limp with a dry martini

Until

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Handsome Johnny by Richie Havens

(Woodstock movie and soundtrack)

Hey look yonder, tell me what's that you see

Marching to the fields of Concord

It looks like Handsome Johnny with a musket in his hand

Marching to the Concord war,

Hey, Marching to the Concord war

Hey look yonder, tell me what you see

Marching to the fields of Gettysburg

It looks like Handsome Johnny with a flintlock in his hand

Marching to the Gettysburg war,

Hey, marching to the Gettysburg war

Hey, it's along the hard road It's a long hard road

It's a long hard road Before we'll be free

Hey look yonder, tell me what's that you see

Marching to the fields of Dunkirk

It looks like Handsome Johnny with a carbine in his hand

Marching to the Dunkirk war

Hey, marching to the Dunkirk war

Hey look yonder, tell me what you see

Marching to the fields of Korea

It looks like Handsome Johnny with a M1 in his hand

Marching to the Korean war

Hey, marching to the Korean war

Hey look yonder, tell me what you see

Marching to the fields of Viet Nam

It looks like Handsome Johnny with an M15

Marching to the Viet Nam war

Hey marching to the Viet Nam war

Hey, look yonder, tell me what you see

Marching to the fields of Birmingham

It looks like Handsome Johnny with his hand rolled in a fist

Marching to the Birmingham war

Hey, marching to the Birmingham war

Hey what's the use of singing this song

Some of you are not even listening

Tell me what it is we've got to do

Wait for our fields to start glistening

Hey wait for the bullets to start whistling

Hey here comes the hydrogen bombs

And here come the guided missles

Here come the hydrogen bombs

I can almost hear its whistle;

I can almost hear its whistle

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War Pigs-Black Sabbath

Generals gathered in their masses

just like witches at black masses

evil minds that plot destruction

sorcerers of death's construction

in the fields the bodies burning as the war machine keeps

turning

death and hatred to mankind

poisoning their brainwashed minds... Oh lord yeah!

Politicians hide themselves away

they only started the war

Why should they go out to fight?

They leave that role to the poor

Time will tell on their power minds

Making war just for fun

Treating people just like pawns in chess

Wait 'till their judgement day comes, yeah!

Now in darkness, world stops turning

as the war machine keeps burning

No more war pigs of the power

Hand of God has sturck the hour

Day of judgement, God is calling on their knees, the war pigs

crawling

Begging mercy for their sins

Satan, laughing, spreads his wings

ALL RIGHT NOW!

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Okay, here's the song I wanted to add to the thread about this in Q&A and had a brain fart....

One - Metallica

Based on the book "Johnny Got his Gun" by Dalton Trumbo, which is a story about a guy who got all his limbs and his face blown off in Vietnam.

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Handsome Johnny by Richie Havens

(Woodstock movie and soundtrack)

Man, Bluesboy...does that bring back memories. Remember the Viet Nam War Moritoriums? Thousands of young people meeting all over the country at various places and times, listening to speeches, music, singing and making love...all to end the war. Yeah, most guys went because of the "free love" atmosphere but what a dynamic way to be heard.

I only attended one. It was held at Philly's Belmont Plateau. Deep Purple performed there along with some great local groups. It was exciting and the feeling in the air was intoxicating. Ahhhh, youth. This all occurred after I came home from my 2 year hitch in the army. No, not Viet Nam. I was fortunate enough to have been sent to Europe. My time was like a vacation. I felt guilty because so many friends of mine were sent off to Viet Nam.

Anyway, Handsome Johnny was a staple at all anti-war rallies and moritoriums. Thanks for the trip back in time.

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MUSICAL INTERLUDE:

"GIMME SHELTER" - The Rolling Stones

Oh, a storm is threat'ning

My very life today

If I don't get some shelter

Oh yeah, I'm gonna fade away

War, children, it's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

War, children, it's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

Ooh, see the fire is sweepin'

Our very street today

Burns like a red coal carpet

Mad bull lost its way

War, children, it's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

War, children, it's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

Rape, murder!

It's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

Rape, murder!

It's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

Rape, murder!

It's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

Yeah, the flood is threat'ning

My very life today

Gimme, gimme shelter

Or I'm gonna fade away

War, children, it's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

It's just a shot away

I tell you love, sister, it's just a kiss away

It's just a kiss away

It's just a kiss away

It's just a kiss away

It's just a kiss away

Kiss away, kiss away

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And the second one, after "Gimme an F...", obvioulsy:

"Masters Of War"

Bob Dylan

Come you masters of war

You that build all the guns

You that build the death planes

You that build all the bombs

You that hide behind walls

You that hide behind desks

I just want you to know

I can see through your masks.

You that never done nothin'

But build to destroy

You play with my world

Like it's your little toy

You put a gun in my hand

And you hide from my eyes

And you turn and run farther

When the fast bullets fly.

Like Judas of old

You lie and deceive

A world war can be won

You want me to believe

But I see through your eyes

And I see through your brain

Like I see through the water

That runs down my drain.

You fasten all the triggers

For the others to fire

Then you set back and watch

When the death count gets higher

You hide in your mansion'

As young people's blood

Flows out of their bodies

And is buried in the mud.

You've thrown the worst fear

That can ever be hurled

Fear to bring children

Into the world

For threatening my baby

Unborn and unnamed

You ain't worth the blood

That runs in your veins.

How much do I know

To talk out of turn

You might say that I'm young

You might say I'm unlearned

But there's one thing I know

Though I'm younger than you

That even Jesus would never

Forgive what you do.

Let me ask you one question

Is your money that good

Will it buy you forgiveness

Do you think that it could

I think you will find

When your death takes its toll

All the money you made

Will never buy back your soul.

And I hope that you die

And your death'll come soon

I will follow your casket

In the pale afternoon

And I'll watch while you're lowered

Down to your deathbed

And I'll stand over your grave

'Til I'm sure that you're dead.

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