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[Actueel] - Songs of War
in verband met de pesterijtjes van Bush en de zijnen jegens de grote Boeman Hussein vroeg ik me af wie er nog "goede" nummers/lyrics pro of anti oorlog kent. :o
aldus, welke nummers passen goed bij oorlog? Pro oorlog : Burzum - war (uitertaard) anti oorlog : Edwin Starr/Bruce Springsteen - War Oh no-there's got to be a better way Say it again There's got to be a better way-yeah What is it good for? *War has caused unrest Among the younger generation Induction then destruction Who wants to die? War-huh What is it good for? Absolutely nothing Say it again War-huh What is it good for? Absolutely nothing Yeah War-I despise 'Cos it means destruction Of innocent lives War means tears To thousands of mothers how When their sons go off to fight And lose their lives I said War-huh It's an enemy of all mankind No point of war 'Cos you're a man *(Repeat) Give it to me one time-now Give it to me one time-now War has shattered Many young men's dreams We've got no place for it today They say we must fight to keep our freedom But Lord, there's just got to be a better way It ain't nothing but a heartbreaker War Friend only to the undertaker War War War-Good God, now Now Give it to me one time now Now now What is it good for? |
Nirvana - Territorial Pissings
Krist Novoselic (bass guitar player: "Come on people now Smile on your brother Everybody get together Try to love one another Right now" Cobain: When I was an alien Cultures were an opinion Gotta find a way, to find a way, when i'm there Gotta find a way, a better way, i'd better wait Never met a wise man If so it's a woman Gotta find a way, to find a way, when i'm there Gotta find a way, a better way, i'd better wait Gotta find a way, to find a way, when i'm there Gotta find a way, a better way, i'd better wait Just because you're paranoid Don't mean they're not after you Gotta find a way, to find a way, when i'm there Gotta find a way, a better way, i'd better wait Gotta find a way, to find a way, when i'm there Gotta find a way, a better way, i'd better wait Gotta find a way, to find a way, when i'm there Gotta find a way, a better way, i'd better wait Gotta find a way, find a way, when i'm there Gotta find a way, find... find... |
En blind was je als je deze niet aan zag komen. :)
Burzum - War This is War I Lie Wounded on Wintery Ground With Hundred of Corpses around Many Wounded Crawl Helplessly around On the Blood Red Snowy Ground War Cries of the (ha, ha) Suffering Sound Cries for Help to All Their Dear Moms War Many Hours of Music Many Drops of Blood Many Shiverings and Now I Am Dead And Still We Must Never Give up War |
Meshuggah - War
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The Cranberries - Zombie
Another head hangs lowly, Child is slowly taken. And the violence caused such silence, Who are we mistaken? But you see, it's not me, it's not my family. In your head, in your head they are fighting, With their tanks and their bombs, And their bombs and their guns. In your head, in your head, they are crying... In your head, in your head, Zombie, zombie, zombie, Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head, In your head, Zombie, zombie, zombie? Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, dou, dou, dou, dou, dou... Another mother's breakin', Heart is taking over. When the vi'lence causes silence, We must be mistaken. It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen. In your head, in your head they're still fighting, With their tanks and their bombs, And their bombs and their guns. In your head, in your head, they are dying... In your head, in your head, Zombie, zombie, zombie, Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head, In your head, Zombie, zombie, zombie? Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, oh, ya, ya-a... |
ik ken geen pro-oorlogsnummers.
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alleen zonder lyrics :p |
Slayer - Crooked Cross, Angel of Death, War Ensemble, noem maar op. prachtig spul allemaal. (y)
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system of a down ofzo had nu ook zo'n nummer tegen de oorlog die komt binnekort uit.
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Robbie Williams schijnt ook te gaan komen met een protestlied dat Happy Easter (War is coming) moet gaan heten.
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Ik vind alleen muzikaal het nummer wat minder. |
Rancid - Axiom
vet nummer, vind het wel pro-oorlog On the cusp of an explosion I answer with evil that's the way that I play it Street Turks multiple contusions I gnash spit I grind my teeth Got a gun and a knife Staring back at you No security force or vigilante's overweight ego can dethrone me Ostracized if not otherwise Left to my own device you'll surly see Got a gun and a knife Staring back at you Got a gun and a knife Staring back at you |
Manic Street Preachers - IFWHITEAMERICATOLDTHETRUTHFORONEDAYITSWORLDWOULDFALLAPART
U2 - Sunday Bloody Sunday U2 - Peace on Earth U2 - Bullet The Blue Sky Manics - If You Tolerate This Your Children Will Be Next Manics - The Intense Humming Of Evil Manics - I Fucked God Up The Ass Manics - Repeat Manics - Revol MASH - Suicide is painless Rolling Stones - Paint it black Barry McGuire - Eve of destruction CCR - Have you ever seen the rain etc. etc. etc. etc. ... m'n vriendin roept: Marco Borsato - Speeltuin! waarom ook niet? |
Rod McKuen - Soldiers who want to be heroes (con)
Sly and the Family Stone - War (what is it good for?) (con) ik weet geen pro-nummers. |
Sodom - Burst command till war
Sodom - Nuclear Winter Sodom - Bombenhagel Sodom - Agent Orange Sodom - Tired and Red Sodom - Remember the Fallen Sodom - Magic Dragon Sodom - Ausgebombt Sodom - Shellfire Defense Sodom - Capture the Flag Sodom - Bloodtrails Sodom - Stalinorgel Sodom - Back to War Sodom - Unbury the Hatchet Sodom - Into Perdition Sodom - Masquerade in Blood Sodom - Fields of Honour Sodom - Hanging Judge Sodom - Tombstone Sodom - Warlike Conspiracy Sodom - Among the Weirdcong Sodom - I am the War Sodom - Napalm in the Morning Sodom - Minejumper Sodom - Genocide Sodom - M-16 Sodom - Cannon Fodder Sodom - Marines Ze gaan trouwens allemaal OVER een oorlog, en je kan de meeste dus erg anti opvatten. |
Offspring - Tehran
In your plane in the blue sky You roam again Word that echo in your mind Make you heart beat faster This is no Vietnam We will win in Iran The President said let it ride Islam be damned Make your last stand In Tehran Warrior, the time bombs About to go What will you feel Will you even wonder If the man that'sin your sights Ever kissed his girl goodbye The President said let it ride Islam be damned Make your last stand In Tehran Great Satan Our flags our burning Soon America may find Its young men in the sand Where there casualty Is just a number In Iran The President said let it ride Islam be damned Make your last stand In Tehran |
Bolt Thrower - Warmaster
Dismember - Bred for War 300 years has passed time is ripe for return back to the holy lands where our souls yearn across the barren waste through the mists of space from sun to sun who will win the race We are bred for war heed the crusader call to claim the sacred prize the cradle of us all Like a sword we cut through occupied lands bringing justice and order to a lesser race we shall conquer you all and rule with an iron hand And then came the day of cursed Tukayiid where seven was gathered against a greater white only one met success through the firestorm We are bred for war hear the Ghostbear roar we are bred for supremacy fear the jaguar claws we breed to improve feel the Jadefalcons wrath we are bred for war we are bred for death |
PRO-WAR:
BURZUM - War (ik ga niet die hele songtekst copy/pasten wat hij staat hier al ergens) ANTI-WAR: Boudewijn De Groot - Meneer de President meneer de president, weltruste, slaap maar lekker in je mooie witte huis. Denk maar niet te veel aan al die verre kusten, waar uw jongens zitten, eenzaam, ver van thuis. Denk maar niet aan die 46 doden, die vergissing laatst met dat bombardement, en vergeet het vierde van die tien geboden die u als goed christen zeker kent. Denk maar niet aan al die jonge frontsoldaaten, eenzaam stervend in de verre tropennacht. Laat die bleke pacifistenkliek maar praten, meneer de president, slaap zacht. Droom maar van de overwinng van de zege, droom maar van uw mooie vredensidiaal dat nog nooit door bloedig moorden is verkregen. Droom maar dat het u wel lukkien zal ditmaal. Denk maar niet aan al die mensen die verrekken, hoeveel vrouwen, hoeveel kinderen zijn vermoord. Droom maar dat u aan het langste eind zal trekken, en geloof van al die tegenstand geen woord. Bajonetten met bloedige gevesten houden ver van hier opuw bevel de wacht, voor de glorie enn de eer van het vrije westen, meneer de president, slaap zacht. schrik maar niet te erg, waneer u in uw dromen al die schuldeloze slachtoffers zier staan, die daar ginds bij het gevecht zijn omgekomen en u vragen hoe lang dit nog zo moet gaan. En u zult toch ook zo langzam aan wel weten dat er mensen ziek zijn van 't geweld, die het bloed en het geweld niet vergeten, voor wie nog steeds een mensen leven telt. Droom maar niet te veel van al die dooie mensen, droom maar fijn van overwinning en van macht. Denk maar niet aan al die vredeswensen, meneer de president, slaap zacht. |
Citaat:
BOOM! I've been walking through your streets, Where all you money's earning, Where all your building's crying, And clueless neckties working, Revolving fake lawn houses, Housing all your fears, Desensitized by TV, Overbearing advertising, God of consumerism, And all your crooked pictures, Looking good, mirrorism, Filtering information, For the public eye, Designed for profiteering, Your neighbor, what a guy. BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, Every time you drop the bomb, You kill the god your child has born. BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM. Modern globalization, Coupled with condemnations, Unnecessary death, Matador corporations, Puppeting your frustrations, With the blinded flag, Manufacturing consent Is the name of the game, The bottom line is money, Nobody gives a fuck. 4000 hungry children leave us per hour from starvation, while billions spent on bombs, create death showers. BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, Every time you drop the bomb, You kill the god your child has born. BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM Why...must we kill...our...kind... BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, Every time you drop the bomb, You kill the god your child has born. BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM/BOOM Every time you drop the bomb. |
dat pizza lietje is toch veel leuker
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Welterusten mijnheer de president is nu ook in Heideroosjes uitvoering, erg ok.
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gigi, kool
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guns n' roses-civil war
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Iron Maiden - The Trooper
Iron Maiden - Aces High |
Barry McGuire - Eve of destruction
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 tryin’ to say Can’t you feel the fears I’m feelin’ today? If the button is pushed, there’s no runnin’ 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 sitting here just contemplatin’ You 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 You may leave here for 4 days in space But when you return, it’s the same old place The poundin’ of the drum, 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 prayers And… tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend You don’t believe We’re on the eve Of destruction Mm, no no, you don’t believe We’re on the eve of destruction. |
Warpigs - Black sabbath
Welterusten meneer de president - boudewijn de groot Insignificant - pearl jam Bu$hleaguer - Pearl jam |
Donovan - Universal Soldier
He's five foot-two, and he's six feet-four, He fights with missiles and with spears. He's all of thirty-one, and he's only seventeen, Been a soldier for a thousand years. He'a a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain, A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew. And he knows he shouldn't kill, And he knows he always will, Kill you for me my friend and me for you. And he's fighting for Canada, He's fighting for France, He's fighting for the USA, And he's fighting for the Russians, And he's fighting for Japan, And he thinks we'll put an end to war this way. And he's fighting for Democracy, He's fighting for the Reds, He says it's for the peace of all. He's the one who must decide, Who's to live and who's to die, And he never sees the writing on the wall. But without him, How would Hitler have condemned him at Dachau? Without him Caesar would have stood alone, He's the one who gives his body As a weapon of the war, And without him all this killing can't go on. He's the Universal Soldier and he really is to blame, His orders come from far away no more, They come from here and there and you and me, And brothers can't you see? This is not the way we put the end to war. |
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