- The Real Paddy
- Aug 21, 2004
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by FactsAreUseless
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Seriously, no Flobots yet?
The first two songs I have found to be extremely inspirational when it comes to recruiting others for local social activism, and the last song utilizes Atlantis as metaphor, calling for a dramatic transition away from the corporate system that is leading us to climate destruction to something that will help us deal with what is coming.
Bit from the third song:
"We float on tsunami to global warming,
we need structures to control what's coming.
Corporate monopolies, obsolete,
the philosophy leaves us lost at sea.
But from Marwar to Cochabambaa,
we are the warriors that won't get conquered.
With the rising tides,
drown all villages,
divided fighters,
succumb to pillage.
Rescuers, whatever your latitude,
It's time to pioneer a new world attitude.
Put local cycles first,
we're global islanders with nothing left to plunder.
...
And survival hinged on the ascent by the humble.
And the sirens wail as the empire crumbles.
With nothing to plunder,
corporations drowned.
Waves clap like thunder,
and stormed the gates with sound.
Forming a new nation now.
As the ice caps melted,
water levels rose.
We raised our hands together,
and made the levies hold.
Heels in the sand, we revealed the depths below.
The population of starfish exploded from the ocean.
Survival, we unified to focus on.
And the voices were many,
but we spoke as one.
As the tale was retold, we multiplied,
And swelled across the fault lines,
to hold the tide.
We let the altars die to keep our pulse alive.
And from the barren wastelands of naked trash,
we stitched together a shelter from fallen nations' flags.
And chose to build the future from an ancient past."
Not ashamed to admit it makes me cry.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7mKM9J3eo30
quote:Echo echo one-nine
Hear the call through fault lines
Smoke signals, old rhymes
Shorted lights in store signs
Spelled in a broken code
Find that it is time to
Breath, build, bend, and refine you
We sky tenants give it all
But wont give up
Radio soul antennas
Radio to lift spirits
Call sign commando
M.O. is independence
Scream till the walls fall
Dissolve all the limits
Occupied minds
Unemployed skills
Desolation
Worn out
Torn down
Just for now thrill seekers
Slanging
Test tube babies in beakers
Where gun blasts pump straight from the speakers
The system where the
Poor get poorly paid
To hold the ladder
Where the rich get ricocheted
Into the stratosphere
And in between people are russian like vladimir with metals to make their status clear
Get us out of here!
We need heroes
Build them
Don't put your fist up
Fill them
Fight with our hopes and our hearts and our hands
We're the architects of our last stand
[Repeat]
There's a war going on for your mind! Those who seek to occupy it will stop at nothing. The battlefield is everywhere; there is no sanctuary, there are no civilians. You have two choices: surrender or enlist.
What kind of person are you
Always the first to argue
Or never down to stick your neck out cause it hurts you far
Too much to see your rep suffer
Set you up a buffer
Well neither is enough for us cut from a tougher brand of
Duct tape the propaganda's stuck on us like sock pajamas
Spread like a virus through accepted thoughts and proper manners
But off the cameras somethings simmering across the land
About to bubble up and knock the lids off of the pots and pans
We are non stop juggernauts
Stomp ziggurats
Spit manifestos
By terabytes and gigawatts
Shock paradigms
Give sense to a score
Throw thoughts through the sky
Activate twenty more
In these high and dry times
Expectorate on dogma
Pragmatic sycophants divide and conquer
We build bridges
Offer hard work and prosper as hand made heroes
Brought to you by no sponsors
We need heroes
Build them
Don't put your fist up
Fill them
Fight with our hopes and our hearts and our hands
We're the architects of our last stand
[Repeat three times]
All free minds to the front! All free minds to the front!
We call upon women, we call upon children, we call upon the handicapped, the infirm, the weak of heart.
We need your courage, your dedication, your passion, your conviction! Gather up your platinum; melt it down! Gather up your gold; melt it down!
Gather up your silver! Your bronze! Your aluminum!
Melt it down!
Melt it down!
Melt it down!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j-D2xbW1fww
quote:So much pain we
Dont know how to be but angry
Feel infected like we've got gangrene
Please dont let anybody try to change me
Me
Just me
In the middle of a sea full of faces
Full of faces
Some laugh some salivate
Whats in your alleyway
Recycling bins or bullet cases
Its not equal
Its not fair
Were different people
But were not scared
We aint never scared
To pave a new path
Make a new street
Build a new bridge
Say can you see by the dawns early light
Free slaves running
Songs words werent right
Now a new days coming
The few stay stunning while the many are handsome
Your soul is alive but they want it for ransom
The base drumming is the anthem
We step to the heartbeats of our granddaughters and grandsons
And
Rise together we rise.... (repeat x15)
Lost hope and found need
Grounded by our surroundings
Did the walls scream universities
Or you and i verse the tees
React automatic and we burst when squeezed
And make 9-11 each emergency
Urgency amber to red like the turning leaves
Oh please let the hurting cease
Don't let apathy police the populace
We will march across
Those stereotypes that were marked for us
The answers obvious
We switch the consonants
Change the sword to words and lift continents
Rise together we rise....
If you believe in redemption
I'm calling to you from another dimension.....
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8XaLhZbWUqI
quote:That was as far as the tide came in.
I remember the starfish and the wales of the sirens then.
We replaced the trident,
Embraced Poseidon,
Discovered ourselves living on an island.
We flow like water across the lost city,
Chalk prophecies and wash off graffiti.
In continents,
Trade off for pay-off,
And high concepts,
Then lost like chaos.
Many tales,
that radiate from one Nexus,
Defending a dream of a new directive.
A call from the deep sums up a notion.
The day when the people bum-rushed the ocean.
From the beaches they,
Ran to meet the day after.
Underneath the waves,
won't repeat the same chapter.
Knew what they had to do.
That which creates life,
has the power to take it right back.
F***ing with the ice caps,
We got to push the tide back.
We can survive collapse,
if we don't get side-tracked.
Improvision lives living,
underwater hidden by prisms,
countries fall but people transition,
If one for all we live in that vision.
Hundred dollar bill origami,
balloon inflation,
new-world economy.
We float on tsunami to global warming,
we need structures to control what's coming.
Corporate monopolies, obsolete,
the philosophy leaves us lost at sea.
But from Marwar to Cochabambaa,
we are the warriors that won't get conquered.
With the rising tides,
drown all villages,
divided fighters,
succumb to pillage.
Rescuers, whatever your latitude,
It's time to pioneer a new world attitude.
Put local cycles first,
we're global islanders with nothing left to plunder.
From the beaches they,
Ran to meet the day after.
Underneath the waves,
won't repeat the same chapter.
Knew what they had to do.
For centuries human beings have pursued the meaning of Atlantis.
Central to their teachings,
is that its existence answers man's essential questions.
Much like the feeding of the 5000,
even if the facts aren't accurate,
the story's magic is alive.
Of utmost importance to divert the impertinent.
Atlantis holds the answers to man's ills at their most pertinent.
Aspersions easily dispersed when I certainly answer.
The most diverse aversions when I firstly channel.
Is that all you hold for?
A warrior's role.
The ground shakes to claim my country,
not my soul.
I fought,
I toiled for the lost in the waves.
And I will not tire,
I'll die no slave.
If the sea's my grave,
I sleep with my city,
my people,
my oath,
my shame,
my city,
is that I cannot save my city,
from the waves that claim you.
And curse the Gods who can't explain,
who's to blame,
at the end of a reign,
HEED ME!
(heed me)
The season passes Atlas,
his keeps in the sediment.
Failing monumentally,
and leaving no monuments to see,
only sea to shining sea.
And survival hinged on the ascent by the humble.
And the sirens wail as the empire crumbles.
With nothing to plunder,
corporations drowned.
Waves clap like thunder,
and stormed the gates with sound.
Forming a new nation now.
As the ice caps melted,
water levels rose.
We raised our hands together,
and made the levies hold.
Heels in the sand, we revealed the depths below.
The population of starfish exploded from the ocean.
Survival, we unified to focus on.
And the voices were many,
but we spoke as one.
As the tale was retold, we multiplied,
And swelled across the fault lines,
to hold the tide.
We let the altars die to keep our pulse alive.
And from the barren wastelands of naked trash,
we stitched together a shelter from fallen nations' flags.
And chose to build the future from an ancient past.
The crown of thorns were worn,
we put the tridents down.
We found new forms of anchors,
deep inside the ground.
The world is an island now!
The world is an island now.
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