We are obviously living in a politically and socially charged time. Every day we are bombarded by political and social news w/neither side willing to participate in fair debate.
I thought this might be a good time to start a thread about songs that were politically/socially motivated. There are a ton of them. I'd love to hear your contributions.
How about we limit each post to just one song at a time? Give it it's due respect. Cool?
My first offering is Sam Cooke's "A Change Is Gonna Come."
It was written in 1965 by Cooke after he listened to Bob Dylan's "Blowin in the Wind." Cooke said he couldn't believe a white man wrote that particular song and it motivated him to write his song.
Here are the lyrics. Play particular attention to the part I highlighted:
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[Verse 1] I was born by the river In a little tent And just like the river I've been running Ever since
[Chorus] It's been a long time coming But I know a change is gonna come, oh yes it will
[Verse 2] It's been too hard living But I'm afraid to die Cause I don't know what's up there Beyond the sky
[Chorus] It's been a long time coming But I know a change is gonna come, oh yes it will
[Verse 3] I go to the movie And I go downtown Somebody keep telling me don't hang around
[Chorus] It's been a long time coming But I know a change is gonna come, oh yes it will
[Verse 4] Then I go to my brother And I say brother help me please But he winds up knockin' me Back down on my knees There been times when I thought I couldn't last for long But now I think I'm able to carry on
[Chorus] It's been a long time coming But I know a change is gonna come, oh yes it will
The highlighted part is obviously motivated by whites trying to keep him down and when he reached out to what he thought was his white brother[s], he/they ignored his pleas, meaning that racism was still alive and well in the mid-60s.
Cooke was murdered by a white hotel owner who claimed that Cooke was raping a young girl. Controversy surrounds his case even today.
Here is the song:
That's some powerful stuff, people! Very powerful!
To me, almost the entire Forrest Gump soundtrack is golden ... what a movie that captured the 60s/70s in America
"First down inside the 10. A score here will put us in the Super Bowl. Jeudy is far to the left as Njoku settles into the slot. Tillman is flanked out wide to the right. Judkins and Ford are split in the backfield as Flacco takes the snap ... Here we go."
What's Goin On by Marvin was one of the greatest and most controversial songs of all-time.
I think it was written by a dude from the Four Tops. That group would not record the song because it was too controversial.
It was presented to Marvin who agreed to perform the song, w/some revisions. Berry Gordy...who was in charge of Motown, tried to dissuade Marvin from recording that song...because it was too controversial.
I really wish some of the younger folks on the board would examine songs like this and the history behind them while they are evaluating where we are as a country.
I like this song because of how this man addressed religion, war, and even famine in such a non-aggressive manner. The message.............which some people obviously disapprove of is............Imagine if people live as one.
Excellent addition. One of my all-time favorites. I was hoping someone else would add it. There are a few more obvious ones out there that I hope people add so I don't have to, but yes, that is certainly one of them.
For example: Here are the lyrics for Get Up, Stand Up by Bob Marley.
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Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights Get up, stand up, don't give up the fight
Preacher man, don't tell me Heaven is under the earth I know you don't know What life is really worth It's not all that glitters is gold 'Alf the story has never been told So now you see the light, eh Stand up for your rights, come on
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights Get up, stand up, don't give up the fight Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights Get up, stand up, don't give up the fight
Most people think Great God will come from the skies Take away everything And make everybody feel high But if you know what life is worth You will look for yours on earth And now you see the light You stand up for your rights, jah
Get up, stand up (Jah, Jah) Stand up for your rights (oh-hoo) Get up, stand up (get up, stand up) Don't give up the fight (life is your right) Get up, stand up (so we can't give up the fight) Stand up for your right (Lord, Lord) Get up, stand up (keep on struggling on) Don't give up the fight (yeah)
We sick an' tired of-a your ism-skism game Dyin' 'n' goin' to heaven in-a Jesus' name, Lord We know when we understand Almighty God is a living man You can fool some people sometimes But you can't fool all the people all the time So now we see the light (what you gonna do?) We gonna stand up for our rights (yeah, yeah, yeah)
So you better Get up, stand up (in the morning, git it up) Stand up for your rights (stand up for our rights) Get up, stand up Don't give up the fight (don't give it up, don't give it up) Get up, stand up (get up, stand up) Stand up for your rights (get up, stand up) Get up, stand up Don't give up the fight (get up, stand up) Get up, stand up Stand up for your rights Get up, stand up Don't give up the fight
A lot of people think this is a song about religion and God. I'm not saying they are wrong, but I have a different interpretation.
I think it is a political song. I think it is about the oppression he and his kinsman felt from the invasive policies of the United States government and all the missionary work that accompanied that passive invasion.
Consider this stanza and tell me what you think:
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We sick an' tired of-a your ism-skism game Dyin' 'n' goin' to heaven in-a Jesus' name, Lord We know when we understand Almighty God is a living man You can fool some people sometimes But you can't fool all the people all the time So now we see the light (what you gonna do?) We gonna stand up for our rights (yeah, yeah, yeah)
War, by Edwin Starr is another powerful song that I was hoping would be added. Here are the lyrics:
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War, huh, yeah What is it good for Absolutely nothing Uh-huh War, huh, yeah What is it good for Absolutely nothing Say it again, y'all
War, huh, good God What is it good for Absolutely nothing Listen to me
Ohhh, war, I despise Because it means destruction Of innocent lives
War means tears To thousands of mothers eyes When their sons go to fight And lose their lives
I said, war, huh Good God, y'all What is it good for Absolutely nothing Say it again
War, whoa, Lord What is it good for Absolutely nothing Listen to me
War, it ain't nothing But a heartbreaker War, friend only to the undertaker Ooooh, war It's an enemy to all mankind The point of war blows my mind War has caused unrest Within the younger generation Induction then destruction Who wants to die Aaaaah, war-huh Good God y'all What is it good for Absolutely nothing Say it, say it, say it War, huh What is it good for Absolutely nothing Listen to me
War, huh, yeah What is it good for Absolutely nothing Uh-huh War, huh, yeah What is it good for Absolutely nothing Say it again y'all War, huh, good God What is it good for Absolutely nothing Listen to me
War, it ain't nothing but a heartbreaker War, it's got one friend That's the undertaker Ooooh, war, has shattered Many a young mans dreams Made him disabled, bitter and mean Life is much to short and precious To spend fighting wars these days War can't give life It can only take it away
Ooooh, war, huh Good God y'all What is it good for Absolutely nothing Say it again
War, whoa, Lord What is it good for Absolutely nothing Listen to me
War, it ain't nothing but a heartbreaker War, friend only to the undertaker Peace, love and understanding Tell me, is there no place for them today They say we must fight to keep our freedom But Lord knows there's got to be a better way
Ooooooh, war, huh Good God y'all What is it good for You tell me Say it, say it, say it, say it
War, huh Good God y'all What is it good for Stand up and shout it Nothing
Lot's of anger in the lyrics and certinaly in his rendition of the song. But, here is what I found to be the most touching message in all of it:
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War means tears To thousands of mothers eyes When their sons go to fight And lose their lives
Yeah dawgs, we all get the disdain, anger, and passion of most of his lyrics.......but damn man.........a mother's eyes? I had a mom. Her love was unconditional. I have a wife and children. And her love for her children is unmatched. It's nature, people. And when freaks go outside of that innate nature of how a mother feels for her children, something is wrong.
But, back to the song.........the love a mother has for her children is undeniable. And the selfish, greedy acts of politicians and nations as they try to gain control over one another at the expense of the sons of mothers, is something that might give the thinking person........pause.
We sick an' tired of-a your ism-skism game Dyin' 'n' goin' to heaven in-a Jesus' name, Lord Like fight war of "communism" for god and country.
We know when we understand Almighty God is a living man
we are all gods children created in his image
You can fool some people sometimes But you can't fool all the people all the time So now we see the light (what you gonna do?) We gonna stand up for our rights (yeah, yeah, yeah)
you can fool people for a while but sooner or later they will catch on and turn on the man.
Too proud to leave I worked my fingers to the bone.
So I could own my Downeaster "Alexa"
And I go where the ocean is deep
There are giants out there in the canyon
And a good captain can't fall asleep.
I got bills to pay and children who need clothes
I know there's fish out there but where God only knows,
They say these waters aren't what they used to be
But I got people back on land who count on me.
So if you see my Downeaster "Alexa"
And if you work with the rod and the reel,
Tell my wife I am trolling Atlantis
And I still have my hands on the wheel.
Now I drive my Downeaster "Alexa"
More and more miles from shore every year
Since they told me I can't sell no stripers
And there's no luck in swordfishing here
I was a bayman like my father was before
Can't make a living as a bayman anymore,
There ain't much future for a man who works the sea
But there ain't no island left for islanders like me.
The song is about small fishermen being put out of business by modern circumstances - large corporate takeover of the fishing industry on the northeastern shore, government regulation telling them what they can and can't fish for and sell, and the gentrification of the coastal areas that they had called home. But I think it can be an allegory to anyone who's job has ever been downsized (or "right-sized" as the MBA's like to say), out-sourced, off-shored, or automated. I think it speaks to a deep sense of betrayal and alienation for working class people who, despite all the challenges they face, still "have bills to pay and children who need clothes.". In a way its the same song as "Allentown", different setting, but the same sense of disillusionment in the American Dream.
And the sign said "Long-haired freaky people need not apply" So I tucked my hair up under my hat and I went in to ask him why He said "You look like a fine upstanding young man, I think you'll do" So I took off my hat, I said "Imagine that. Huh! Me workin' for you!" Whoa-oh-oh Sign, sign, everywhere a sign Blockin' out the scenery, breakin' my mind Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign? And the sign said anybody caught trespassin' would be shot on sight So I jumped on the fence and-a yelled at the house, "Hey! What gives you the right?" "To put up a fence to keep me out or to keep mother nature in" "If God was here he'd tell you to your face, Man, you're some kinda sinner" Sign, sign, everywhere a sign Blockin' out the scenery, breakin' my mind Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign? Now, hey you, mister, can't you read? You've got to have a shirt and tie to get a seat You can't even watch, no you can't eat You ain't supposed to be here The sign said you got to have a membership card to get inside Ugh! [Lead Guitar] And the sign said, "Everybody welcome. Come in, kneel down and pray" But when they passed around the plate at the end of it all, I didn't have a penny to pay So I got me a pen and a paper and I made up my own little sign I said, "Thank you, Lord, for thinkin' 'bout me. I'm alive and doin' fine." Wooo! Sign, sign, everywhere a sign Blockin' out the scenery, breakin' my mind Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign? Sign, sign, everywhere a sign Sign Sign, sign
Lyrics 1989 the number another summer (get down) Sound of the funky drummer Music hittin' your heart cause I know you got soul (Brothers and sisters, hey) Listen if you're missin' y'all Swingin' while I'm singin' Givin' whatcha gettin' Knowin' what I know While the Black bands sweatin' And the rhythm rhymes rollin' Got to give us what we want Gotta give us what we need Our freedom of speech is freedom or death We got to fight the powers that be
Lemme hear you say Fight the power Lemme hear you say Fight the power
Lemme hear you say Fight the power Lemme hear you say Fight the power
Lemme hear you say Fight the power Lemme hear you say Fight the power We've got to fight the powers that be
As the rhythm designed to bounce What counts is that the rhymes Designed to fill your mind Now that you've realized the prides arrived We got to pump the stuff to make us tough From the heart It's a start, a work of art To revolutionize make a change nothin's strange People, people we are the same No we're not the same 'Cause we don't know the game What we need is awareness, we can't get careless You say what is this? My beloved lets get down to business Mental self defensive fitness (Yo) bum rush the show You gotta go for what you know Make everybody see, in order to fight the powers that be Lemme hear you say Fight the Power
Lemme hear you say Fight the power Lemme hear you say Fight the power
Lemme hear you say Fight the power Lemme hear you say Fight the power
Lemme hear you say Fight the power Lemme hear you say Fight the power We've got to fight the powers that be
Elvis was a hero to most But he never meant, to me you see Straight up racist that sucker was Simple and plain Mother, him and John Wayne 'Cause I'm Black and I'm proud I'm ready and hyped plus I'm amped Most of my heroes don't appear on no stamps Sample a look back you look and find Nothing but rednecks for four hundred years if you check Don't worry be happy Was a number one jam Damn if I say it you can slap me right here (Get it) lets get this party started right Right on, c'mon What we got to say Power to the people no delay To make everybody see In order to fight the powers that be
You may be in the drivers seat but God is holding the map. #GMSTRONG
One of my favorites was from really popular film called "Billy Jack." The song was "One Tin Soldier." Just grabbed my self-righteous adolescent self. Transcendentalized me.
"Every responsibility implies opportunity, and every opportunity implies responsibility." Otis Allen Glazebrook, 1880
Eve of Destruction definitely belongs on the list.
Here are the lyrics:
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The eastern world, it is explodin', Violence flarin', bullets loadin', You're old enough to kill but not for votin', You don't believe in war, but what's that gun you're totin', And even the Jordan river has bodies floatin', But you tell me over and over and over again my friend, Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.
Don't you understand, what I'm trying to say? And can't you feel the fears I'm feeling today? If the button is pushed, there's no running away, There'll be no one to save with the world in a grave, Take a look around you, boy, it's bound to scare you, boy, And you tell me over and over and over again my friend, Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.
Yeah, my blood's so mad, feels like coagulatin', I'm sittin' here, just contemplatin', I can't twist the truth, it knows no regulation, Handful of Senators don't pass legislation, And marches alone can't bring integration, When human respect is disintegratin', This whole crazy world is just too frustratin', And you tell me over and over and over again my friend, Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.
Think of all the hate there is in Red China! Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama! Ah, you may leave here, for four days in space, But when your return, it's the same old place, The poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace, You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace, Hate your next door neighbor, but don't forget to say grace, And you tell me over and over and over and over again my friend, You don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.
No, no, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.
Eve of Destruction definitely belongs on the list.
Here are the lyrics:
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The eastern world, it is explodin', Violence flarin', bullets loadin', You're old enough to kill but not for votin', You don't believe in war, but what's that gun you're totin', And even the Jordan river has bodies floatin', But you tell me over and over and over again my friend, Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.
Don't you understand, what I'm trying to say? And can't you feel the fears I'm feeling today? If the button is pushed, there's no running away, There'll be no one to save with the world in a grave, Take a look around you, boy, it's bound to scare you, boy, And you tell me over and over and over again my friend, Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.
Yeah, my blood's so mad, feels like coagulatin', I'm sittin' here, just contemplatin', I can't twist the truth, it knows no regulation, Handful of Senators don't pass legislation, And marches alone can't bring integration, When human respect is disintegratin', This whole crazy world is just too frustratin', And you tell me over and over and over again my friend, Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.
Think of all the hate there is in Red China! Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama! Ah, you may leave here, for four days in space, But when your return, it's the same old place, The poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace, You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace, Hate your next door neighbor, but don't forget to say grace, And you tell me over and over and over and over again my friend, You don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.
No, no, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.
Tell me that doesn't ring true?
My favorite line was "hate your next door neighbor, but don't forget to say grace.
“To announce that there must be no criticism of the President, or that we are to stand by the President, right or wrong, is not only unpatriotic and servile, but is morally treasonable to the American public.”
Still powerful after all these years AND still relevant:
Lyrics:
"An Untitled Protest"
Red and swollen tears tumble from her eyes While cold silver birds who came to cruise the skies Send death down to bend and twist her tiny hands And then proceed to target "B" in keeping with their plans Khaki priests of Christendom interpreters of love Ride a stone Leviathan across a sea of blood And pound their feet into the sand of shores they've never seen Delegates from the western land to join the death machine And we send cards and letters.
The oxen lie beside the road their bodies baked in mud And fat flies chew out their eyes then bathe themselves in blood And super heroes fill the skies, tally sheets in hand Yes, keeping score in times of war takes a superman The junk crawls past hidden death its cargo shakes inside And soldier children hold their breath and kill them as they hide And those who took so long to learn the subtle ways of death Lie and bleed in paddy mud with questions on their breath And we send prayers and praises.