Entertainment Edition IX
Raven Anarcho
In this Entertainment Edition, I'll once again be minimizing my effort by providing some good ole meaningful lyrics. None of that radio trash here folks. o/
Choking Victim - 500 Channels
500 Channels
500 channels of a day-dream stimulation
helps me to resent my life and raise my expectations.
Locked into re-runs, your memories repeating,
and all your ideals seem so self defeating.
For you and yours, the pepsi generation,
and when you're discontent, you change the T.V. station,
And when you hate your life, no qualtities redeeming,
a million brainwashed zombies will always be heard screaming...
And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When theres no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my T.V.
and in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"
And in a perfect world devoid of all temptations,
the good leftover crizack could unite the nations.
But now the war machines are mapping our destructions
with poisons over flowing in the chemical seductions.
And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When theres no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my T.V.
and in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"
With my credit and my bank,
my mind will draw a blank.
I'll block out history,
and stare at my T.V.
For me there is no way.
500 channels waste my life away, away...
Screeching Weasel - What We Hate
There isn't destiny
The way things go
I don't think so
The changes that alter us
are a product of our own volition
and we become what we hate
It's not hard to figure out
that you're scared when
you act so much better
You're holding onto
something we can't have
but hands still circle
you're still getting old
and we become what we hate
Do you believe in the lies
that shape your world
Do you believe in your
own fictitious immortality
The world won't end while
you walk the earth
and when you realize that
your life don't matter
You'll turn to something to help
you forget that you're
only young once, old forever
The Replacements - Bastards of Young
God, what a mess, on the ladder of success
Where you take one step and miss the whole first rung
Dreams unfulfilled, graduate unskilled
It beats pickin' cotton and waitin' to be forgotten
We are the sons of no one, bastards of young
We are the sons of no one, bastards of young
The daughters and the sons
Clean your baby womb, trash that baby boom
Elvis in the ground, there ain't no beer tonight
Income tax deduction, what a hell of a function
It beats pickin' cotton and waitin' to be forgotten
We are the sons of no one, bastards of young
We are the sons of no one, bastards of young
The daughters and the sons
Unwillingness to claim us, ya got no war to name us
The ones who love us best are the ones we'll lay to rest
And visit their graves on holidays at best
The ones who love us least are the ones we'll die to please
If it's any consolation, I don't begin to understand them
We are the sons of no one, bastards of young
We are the sons of no one, bastards of young
The daughters and the sons
Young...take it, it's yours...
MY CURRENT MISSION
At the moment I've been fighting for Venezuela, and for Canada in their Airstrike against Pakistan. I've begun playing another game in Tailteann, our guild, and may try to extend our reach into it given it's huge player base. Lastly, I'll be running a Tournament, The Rebel Rumble, which starts on the 21st.
-RA
Issue Song:
Choking Victim - Born to Die
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XJih2Gyjlwo
"I have been an Anarchist all my life. I hope I have remained one." - Buenaventura Durruti
The Irish Radical issue #95
Comments
As always, a model of involvement in the community 🙂
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