Phil Ochs – When I’m Gone – Lyrics about speaking your truth now.

Phil Ochs

‘There’s no time like the present’, my Mum used to say. She was right. We live in a world that is full of problems and things that need addressing. While there is poverty, environmental catastrophe, cruelty, inequality, war, fundamentalism, creationism, ISIS and exploitation there are things worth shouting about.

We have to open our mouths and speak our minds in the hope that someone will listen and we can make things better.

I am a great believer that we build the zeitgeist that we all swim in. We can make the world a better place. All the problems are solvable. We need to force them into being a priority. They can then be addressed and improved.

It is not futile.

Phil felt that his songs, words and life was meaningless. He thought no one was listening or valuing his ideas. He was wrong. He helped change thing even though he did not know it.

We all make a difference.

I’ve been speaking my truth for many decades. I hope I will for ever. I do know the right from the wrong. Nobody else can speak my thoughts for me. I have to do it myself.

When I’m Gone – Phil Ochs

There’s no place in this world where I’ll belong when I’m gone
And I won’t know the right from the wrong when I’m gone
And you won’t find me singin’ on this song when I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here

And I won’t feel the flowing of the time when I’m gone
All the pleasures of love will not be mine when I’m gone
My pen won’t pour a lyric line when I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here

And I won’t breathe the bracing air when I’m gone
And I can’t even worry ’bout my cares when I’m gone
Won’t be asked to do my share when I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here

And I won’t be running from the rain when I’m gone
And I can’t even suffer from the pain when I’m gone
Can’t say who’s to praise and who’s to blame when I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here

Won’t see the golden of the sun when I’m gone
And the evenings and the mornings will be one when I’m gone
Can’t be singing louder than the guns when I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here

All my days won’t be dances of delight when I’m gone
And the sands will be shifting from my sight when I’m gone
Can’t add my name into the fight while I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here

And I won’t be laughing at the lies when I’m gone
And I can’t question how or when or why when I’m gone
Can’t live proud enough to die when I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here

There’s no place in this world where I’ll belong when I’m gone
And I won’t know the right from the wrong when I’m gone
And you won’t find me singin’ on this song when I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it, I guess I’ll have to do it
Guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here

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Leonard Cohen – The Future – lyrics that are a vision of the future.

Leonard the poet with a vision into the hell we are creating – a plastic, controlled wasteland of meaningless drivel.

The thrust of the song is basically that things might be bad now and in the past but compared to the cultural void of the future this is OK.

The Future

Give me back my broken night
My mirrored room, my secret life
It’s lonely here
There’s no one left to torture

Give me absolute control
Over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby
That’s an order

Give me crack and anal sex
Take the only tree that’s left
And stuff it up the hole
In your culture

Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St. Paul
I’ve seen the future, brother
It is murder

Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won’t be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
Has crossed the threshold and it has overturned
The order of the soul

When they said repent repent
I wonder what they meant
When they said repent repent
I wonder what they meant
When they said repent repent
I wonder what they meant

You don’t know me from the wind
You never will, you never did
I’m the little Jew
Who wrote the Bible

I’ve seen the nations rise and fall
I’ve heard their stories, heard them all
But love’s the only engine of survival

Your servant here, he has been told
To say it clear, to say it cold
It’s over, it ain’t going
Any further

And now the wheels of heaven stop
You feel the devil’s riding crop
Get ready for the future
It is murder

Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won’t be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
Has crossed the threshold and it has overturned
The order of the soul

When they said repent repent
I wonder what they meant
When they said repent repent
I wonder what they meant
When they said repent repent
I wonder what they meant

There’ll be the breaking of the ancient western code
Your private life will suddenly explode
There’ll be phantoms
There’ll be fires on the road
And the white man dancing

You’ll see a woman hanging upside down
Her features covered by her fallen gown
And all the lousy little poets coming round
Tryin’ to sound like Charlie Manson
And the white man dancin’

Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St. Paul
Give me Christ
Or give me Hiroshima

Destroy another fetus now
We don’t like children anyhow
I’ve seen the future, baby
It is murder

Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won’t be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
Has crossed the threshold and it has overturned
The order of the soul

When they said repent repent
I wonder what they meant
When they said repent repent
I wonder what they meant
When they said repent repent
I wonder what they meant
When they said repent repent

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Fugs – Kill for Peace – satirical lyrics full of irony.

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The fugs were a great sixties band. They fought for sexual liberation and peace and somehow combined the two into anarchic mayhem.

Their satirical songs combined theatre and politics. They took on the establishment and epitomised the sixties ‘can do’ culture. We had them scared for a while. We changed the world but we were ultimately bought out and sold down the river.

This song is as fresh today as it was nearly fifty years ago!!

How times and bullets fly!

Kill For Peace

kill, kill, kill for peace
kill, kill, kill for peace
near or middle or very far East

kill, kill, kill for peace
kill, kill, kill for peace
near or middle or very far East
far or near or very middle East

kill, kill, kill for peace

kill, kill, kill for peace
if you don’t like the people or the way that they talk
if you don’t like their manners or the way that they walk

kill, kill, kill for peace
kill, kill, kill for peace
if you don’t kill them then the Chinese will
if you don’t want America to play second fiddle

kill, kill, kill for peace
kill, kill, kill for peace
if you let them live they may subvert the Prussians
if you let them live they might love the Russians

kill, kill, kill!
kill ’em! kill ’em! strafe them gook creeps!

the only gook an American can trust
is a gook that’s got his yellow head bust

kill, kill, kill for peace
kill, kill, kill for peace
kill, kill, it will feel so good
like my captain said it should

kill, kill, kill for peace
kill, kill, kill for peace
kill, it will give you a mental ease
kill, it will give you a big release

kill, kill, kill for peace
kill, kill, kill for peace
kill, kill, kill for peace

kill! kill! kill! kill! kill!