The Very Best "Protest" Songs? (page 2)

AWAKE&WATCHING

Frank Zappa

I AM THE SLIME

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hv0ERKFZwuQ

littlerockguy

Eve of Destruction by Barry Mcguire

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bmysVoRBgyA&feature=related

LRG

BlackSwan of Memphis

******************If you have even remotely a weak stomach, I will warn you right now, the graphics in this rendition of WAR are not the product of Rob Zombie*****************************

I'm including it, because, well, damn, this is a pretty good protest song and the images sort of er, bring it to life....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RJRpjBj14DQ

WAR- Da Atticz featuring Young Pop (Edwin Star)

nvrgnbk

Good pick, Dan.

Bullet in the Head is another good Rage tune.

Sunday Bloody Sunday by U2.

Even Bush and Blair love it.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=PXnO_FxmHes

LMAO!

BluesBrother

No contest : "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 the big 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........

and on it goes

Check out also Dylan's "John Brown" , The story of a naive young man who went off to war, in his uniform and all, and his Mother sure was very proud of him......

Merry Magdalene

My favorite (and I don't like rap ordinarily): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZqbDiN2uYcQ

Meen Er Habi (Who's the Terrorist?) by DAM

English Lyrics:

Who's the terrorist?
I'm the terrorist?!
How am I the terrorist
when you've taken my land?
Who's the terrorist?
You're the terrorist!
You've taken everything I own
while I'm living in my homeland.
You're killing us like you killed our ancestors.
You want me to go to the law?
What for?
You're the Witness--the Lawyer--and the Judge!
If you're my Judge I'll be sentenced to death.
You want us to be the minority?
To end up the majority in the cemetery?
In your dreams!
You're a Democracy?
Actually it's more like the Nazis!
Your countless raping of the Arab's soul
finally impregnated it,
gave birth to your son.
His name is Suicide Bomber.
And then you call him the terrorist.
You attack me but still you cry out.
When I remind you it was you who attacked me
you silence me and shout:
"But you let small children throw stones!"
"Don't they have parents to keep them at home?"
WHAT!?
You must have forgotten you buried our parents
under the rubble of our homes.
And now while my agony is so immense
you call me the terrorist?
Who's the terrorist?
I'm the terrorist?
How am I the terrorist
when you've taken my land?!
Who's the terrorist?
You're the terrorist!
You've taken everything I own
while I'm living in my homeland.
Why terrorist?
Because my blood is not calm...
It's Boiling!
Because I hold my head high for my homeland.
You've killed my loved ones.
Now I'm all alone.
My parents driven out
but I will remain to shout out.
I'm not against peace.
Peace is against me.
It's going to destroy me,
erase my culture.
You don't listen to our voices.
You silence us and degrade us.
And who are you?
And when do you become __?
Look how many you've killed
and how many orphans you've created.
Our mourners are crying,
our fathers are in anguish,
our land's disappearing,
and I'll tell you who you are!
You grew up__.
We grew up in poverty.
Who grew up with freedom?
And who grew up __?
We fight for our freedom,
but you've made that a crime.
And you the terrorist--call me the terrorist!
Who's the terrorist?
I'm the terrorist?!
How am I the terrorist
when you've taken my land?
So when will I stop being a terrorist?
When you hit me and I turn the other cheek.
How do you expect me to thank
the one who harmed me?
I tell you what!
You tell me how you want me to be!
Down on my knees with my hands tied up,
my eyes to the ground,
surrounded by bones,
houses destroyed,
families driven out,
our children orphaned,
our freedom chained up.
You oppress.
You kill.
We bury.
We'll remain patient.
We'll suppress our pain.
Most important you feel secure.
Just relax and leave us all the pain.
You see, our blood is like that of dogs.
NOT EVEN
When dogs die they receive sympathy.
So our blood is not as valuable as a dog's.
No--My blood is valuable
and I will continue defending myself
even if you call me a terrorist.

"These were my olive trees, all over here...
All of this land was full of olive trees
all of it...
Look! Look what they did to these trees--
the poor thing...
They came and uprooted them.
A tree like this is 200 years old.
For two hundred years
we lived from its olives
and they just come and destroy them."

~Merry

BlackSwan of Memphis

Another Dylan tune:

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.