Daybreak in Alabama
When I get to be a composer
I'm gonna write me some music about
Daybreak in Alabama
And I'm gonna put the purtiest songs in it
Rising out of the ground like a swamp mist
And falling out of heaven like soft dew.
I'm gonna put some tall tall trees in it
And the scent of pine needles
And the smell of red clay after rain
And long red necks
And poppy colored faces
And big brown arms
And the field daisy eyes
Of black and white black white black people
And I'm gonna put white hands
And black hands and brown and yellow hands
And red clay earth hands in it
Touching everybody with kind fingers
And touching each other natural as dew
In that dawn of music when I
Get to be a composer
And write about daybreak
In Alabama.
poem by Langston Hughes
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Ain't Gonna Grieve
by Bob Dylan
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Come on brother, join the band,
Come on sisters, clap your hands,
Tell everybody that's in the land,
You ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Brown and blue and white and black,
All one color on the one-way track,
We got this far and ain't a-goin' back
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
We're gonna notify your next of kin,
You're gonna raise the roof until the house falls in.
If you get knocked down get up again,
We ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
We'll sing this song all night long,
Sing it to my baby from midnight on.
She'll sing it to you when I'm dead and gone,
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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White Skin Black Heart
Yeah, whatcha gonna do now, now that you started?
Whatcha gonna do now, now that its done?
The words got out there, they float around and are coming right back down.
You gonna leave us lying here
Dealing with the consequences of a bad sound
Of a bad sound.
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
Whatcha gonna do now, that its spoken?
These words of a habit, have not faded away.
.................... it clear, conscious gets opened like a wound.
If you cant concieve a better line and better times,
Then let silence bury you, in the end.
When you feel it, when you feel it
Youre condemned.
You see, youve lost your strangle on the freedom road! you
Think ........................of something a long time ago! you
[spewed it out you were so] insecure! it was like ............. on
The toilet floor! youre a [nine seat] drunk, ............... and
You say you want something, .......... you heard the rednecks
Roaring for blood and then they wanted more! life was so small, you
Couldnt get enough. you made a start.
White skin black heart
Dripping,
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
Drag your eyes from [aurora] black heart!
White skin black heart
Drag your leg, get outta here [my sight]!
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
You didnt have to start
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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Black Friday
When black friday comes
Ill stand down by the door
And catch the grey men when they
Dive from the fourteenth floor
When black friday comes
Ill collect everything Im owed
And before my friends find out
Ill be on the road
When black friday falls you know its got to be
Dont let it fall on me
When black friday comes
Ill fly down to muswellbrook
Gonna strike all the big red words
From my little black book
Gonna do just what I please
Gonna wear no socks and shoes
With nothing to do but feed
All the kangaroos
When black friday comes Ill be on that hill
You know I will
When black friday comes
Im gonna dig myself a hole
Gonna lay down in it til
I satisfy my soul
Gonna let the world pass by me
The archbishops gonna sanctify me
And if he dont come across
Im gonna let it roll
When black friday comes
Im gonna stake my claim
Ill guess Ill change my name
song performed by by Steely Dan
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Blood Becomes!
black and white,
brown and yellow,
hands disappearing
into hands...
we leaves the sites
of graves untended,
walking towards life,
with both grief and joy!
the smoke still lingers,
and the smell of wet ashes.
but we are more,
we choose to be more!
faces long lost
gather purpose, and names,
as blood becomes,
our peace and our striving!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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When A Solution Comes
Sung by mr. black in an attic somewhere in suburbia
When a solution comes,
Its gonna breathe right down on everyone.
When a solution comes
Its gonna cover up the clouds
And eclipse the sun
And black out a pale blue sky,
And everybodys gonna be terrified,
Because theyre all going to feel the bite
And theres going to be a revolution
When a solution comes.
It wont take sides with anyone
Regardless of race or creed,
The whole wide world is gonna feel the squeeze.
The red, black, yellow and white
And even the arabs and the israelites
Theyre all going to feel the bite
And theres going to be a revolution.
Ive been searching a long, long time,
Looking for a final solution
Searching here, searching there,
Searching everywhere.
Now my day has finally come
Its time to shout to everyone
I have waited a long, long time,
Biding my time and waiting on the sidelines
Watching it all go wrong.
Witnessing the disintegration,
Rubbing my hands in anticipation.
Everybodys searching so desperately,
Theyve got to run to someone
And that someones going to be me.
Yeah, Im gonna change the world,
Im going to use a little manipulation.
Im going to build a new civilisation.
song performed by by Kinks
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Roll With The Punches
They say that people are livin in the street
No food in their belly, no shoes on their feet
Six black children livin in a burned-up room
One bare light bulb swinging
Little black kid come home from school
Put his key in the door
Mr. rats on the stairway, mr. junkies lyin in his
Own vomit on the floor
You gotta roll with the punches, little black boy
Thats what you got to do
You got to roll with the punches
Tap it baby
Theres all these boring people, you see em on the tv
And theyre making up all these boring stories
About how bad things have come to be
They say you got to, got to, got to feed the hungry
You got to, got to, got to heal the sick
I say we aint gotta do nothin for nobody
cause they wont work a lick, you know
They just gonna have to roll with the punches, yes they will
Gonna have to roll with them
They gonna have to roll with the punches, yes they will
It dont matter whether youre white, black or brown
You wont get nowhere putting down
The old red, white and blue
Tap it baby. alright. all right!
Look at those little shorts hes got on, ladies and
Gentlemen
You can see all the way to argentina
Get it
So pretty
Let em go to belgium, let em go to france
Let em go to russia
Well at least they ought to have the chance to go there
We have talked about the red, we have talked about the blue
Now we gonna talk about the white
Thats what were gonna do
Now we had to roll with the punches, yes we did
We had to roll with em
We had to roll with the punches
Yes we did
We had to roll with em
I dont care what you say
Youre livin in the greatest country in the world
When youre livin in the usa
Tap it baby, alright
All right
song performed by by Randy Newman
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Gonna Get Close To You
I like to look at shadows sweating on the wall
I get excited when I hear footsteps in the hall
Outside your balcony I have a room with a view
And Im watching you
I dial your telephone each and every afternoon
I wait by your door till youre asleep at night
And when youre alone I know when you
Turn out the light
Im gonna get close to you
Oh-oh so close to you
Im gonna get close to you
Im gonna get close
You fumble for your keys
Im six or seven steps behind you
Im so close to you
Are you terrified of me? what do I know about you
How did I find out?
You think Im a fool or maybe some kind of lunatic
Say Im wasting my time but I know what to do with it
Its as plain as black and white
Im gonna get close to you
Oh-oh so close to you
Im gonna get close to you
Oh so close
If you knew my infinite charm
Thered be no reason to be so alarmed
Maybe Im wrong maybe Im right
Maybe Im some kind of lunatic
You say Im wasting all of my time
But I know what to do with it
It is plain as black and white
Im gonna get close to you
Oh-oh so close to you
Im gonna get close to you
Im like a hungry criminal
And your protection is minimal
So minimal
song performed by by Queensryche
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Black Tie White Noise
Getting my facts from a benneton ad
Im lookin thru african eyes
Lit by the glare of an l.a. fire
Black tie white noise
Ive got a face, not just my race, bang bang Ive got you babe
Putting on the black tie
Crankin up the white noise
Sun comes up and the man goes down
And the woman comes again
Just an hour or so to be safe from fear
Black tie white noise
Then we jump thru hoops, were divisable now, just disappear
Putting on the black tie
Crankin up the white noise
We reach out over race and hold each others hands
Then die in the flames singing we shall overcome
Whoa! whats going on?
Therell be some blood no doubt about it
But well come thru dont doubt it
I look into your eyes and I know you wont kill me
I look into your eyes and I know you wont kill me
You wont kill me
You wont kill me no
But I look into your eyes
And I wonder sometimes
Putting on the black tie
Crankin up the white noise
Oh lord, just let him see me
Lord, lord just let him hear me
Let him call me brother
Let him put his arms around me
Let him put his hands together.
Reach out over race and hold each others hands
Walk thru the nite thinking we are the world
Whoa! whats going on?
There will be some blood no doubt about it
But well come thru dont doubt it
I look into your eyes and I know you wont kill me
And I turn my back for I know you wont kill me
You wont kill me
You wont kill me no
But I wonder why
Yes, I wonder why sometimes
Putting on the black tie
Crankin up the white noise
Theyll show us how to break the rules
But never how to make the rules
Reduce us down to witless punks
Black tie white noise
Facist cries both black and white, whos got the blood, whos got the gun.
Putting on the black tie, cranking out the white noise
Oh yeah
Cranking out
Cranking out
Cranking out white noise
Black tie white noise
Cranking out
Cranking out
Putting on the black tie
Cranking up the white noise
Cranking out
Cranking out
Cranking out white noise
Black tie white noise
Cranking out
Cranking out
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Celebration Day
Her face is cracked from smiling,
All the fears that shes been hiding,
And it seems pretty soon evrybodys gonna know.
And her voice is sore from shouting,
Cheering winners who are losing,
And she worries if their days are few
And soon theyll have to go.
*my, my, my, Im so happy,
Im gonna join the band,
We are gonna dance and sing and celebration,
We are in the promised land.
She hears them talk of new ways
To protect the home she lives in,
Then she wonders what its all about
When they break down the door.
Her name is brown or white or black,
You know her very well,
You hear her cries of mercy
As the winners toll the bell.
* chorus
There is a train that leaves the station
Heading for your destination,
But the price you pay has increased a dollar more.
Yes, it has!
And if you walk youre gonna get there
Tho it takes a little longer,
And when you see it in the distance
You will wring your hands and moan.
song performed by by Led Zeppelin
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Take On The World
You got to leave your seat, you gotta get up upon your feet,
Youre gonna move ya to the rhythm till you never can stop.
We got the power, we got the music, and you bet that you can use it,
Were gonna take rock-bottom, were gonna take it to the top.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Move a little nearer, you know you gotta follow your leaders,
As we need you, like you need us for sure.
Were gonna drive you, were gonna ride you,
Were gonna get right inside you,
And if you wanna keep going, just shout out for more!
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Sing your song, well listen to you.
Sing your song, the spotlights are you.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Turning White Into Black
Deep inside their strong stubborn skulls,
and ev’n in their glitt’ring eyeballs,
they really know that black is black,
no way white will be black –
ev’n when they attempt to burn it to black,
its ashes cannot be black but grey.
But for the thirty silv’rs they want to receive,
they, from their basket mouths that can nev’r
hold on a dropp of wat’r,
say that white is not white but dark black.
Lies are now their Messiah here,
and their odour are their John, the forerunner;
Justice but their Israelites in Egypt!
Their hands are cloth’d with mess,
making all their body smell shit, shit of lies:
in the scept’r, it is there;
in the cross, it is there,
not ev’n our homes are spar’d of this mess.
They know that white is white,
for their eyes are not blind;
neith’r are they, themselves, confus’d,
but their greedy mouths have made it so,
turning justice to injustice!
poem by Eche Ononukwe
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White Like That
one thing is for sure
I don't need it
makes my life a war
what a bore
don't you understand
it wasn't ever my plan?
I guess you just can't see
what you do when you blame it all on me
white like that
I'm white like that
It's all the same
said one thing and mean another
who are you gonna lose?
who are you gonna choose?
what do you think I'm gonna do?
what are you thinking?
white like that
I'm white like that
It's all the same
who's gonna lose?
so who's gonna lose?
they call me white trash
white like that
I'm white like that
It's all the same
white like that
I'm white like that
It's all the same game
so who's gonna lose?
who's gonna lose?
song performed by by Filter from Short Bus
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Black and White
My world is black and white,
The colors I see is black and white,
Hold me tight,
Don’t let me go,
See the tears I have cried,
Listen to my cry,
Look into my eyes,
My world is black and white,
Cut my wrist,
Black my eyes,
Blacken these thoughts I think of,
Black and white is all I can see,
The tears is all I can feel,
Feel me fading away,
Watching myself falling apart,
Look deep into my eyes,
Can you see me,
Can you feel the pain I feel,
I don’t understand why I am feeling this sad,
All the moments that once we shared has faded away like others have,
I never did tried to see the beyond the black and white clouds,
I need to face what I have become,
I need to find my way back,
The black and white is all I can see and feel,
My world has been black and white.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Black Messiah
Everybody got the right to speak their mind
So dont shoot me for saying mine
Everybody talking about racial equality
cos everybodys equal in the good lords eyes
But if I told you that God was black
What would you think of that
I bet you wouldnt believe it
Theres a self made prophet living right next to me
He said the black messiahs gonna come and set the whole world free
He looked at me with his evil eye and prophesied
And he really believed it
He said a black messiah is gonna set the world on fire
And hes no liar, cos he has truly heard the word
Everybody talking about racial equality
But Im the only honky living on an all black street
They knock me down cos they brown and I white
Everybody got the right to speak their mind
So dont shoot me for saying mine
Everyobody talking about racial equality
You hear everybody talking about equal rights
But whites white, blacks black and thats that
And thats the way you should leave it
Dont want no black messiah to come and set the world on fire
A black messiah is gonna come and rule the world
Everybody got to show a little give and take
Everybody got to live with a little less hate
Everybody gotta work it out, we gotta sort it out
Everbody got the right to speak their mind
So dont shoot me for saying mine
song performed by by Kinks
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Keep Your Hands Off My Baby
We've been friends for oh so long,
I won't let you share what's mine.
When you mess with the girl i love,
It's time to draw the line.
Keep your hands off my baby.
Ain't a-gonna tell you
One more time.
So keep your hands off my baby,
For it's gonna do you in:
That girl is mine.
I don't mind if you lend my clothes,
[...] much
There is something that you can't say.
There's one thing you don't touch.
Keep your hands off my baby.
Ain't a-gonna tell you
One more time.
So keep your hands off my baby,
For it's really gonna do you in:
That girl is mine.
Keep your hands off my baby.
Ain't a-gonna tell you
One more time.
So keep your hands off my baby,
For it's really gonna do you in:
That girl is mine.
Oh keep your hands off my baby,
She's mine.
Keep your hands off my baby.
You'd better watch your step now
For it's really gonna do you in:
That girl is mine
song performed by by Beatles
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Celebration Day
Written by: jones/page/plant
Her face is cracked from smiling, all the fears that shes been hiding,
And it seems pretty soon everybodys gonna know.
And her voice is sore from shouting, cheering winners who are losing,
And she worries if their days are few and soon theyll have to go.
My, my, my, Im so happy, Im gonna join the band,
We are gonna dance and sing in celebration, we are in the promised land.
She hears them talk of new ways to protect the home she lives in,
Then she wonders what its all about when they break down the door.
Her name is brown or white or black, you know her very well,
You hear her cries of mercy as the winners toll the bell.
There is a train that leaves the station heading for your destination,
But the price you pay to nowhere has increased a dollar more.
Yes, it has!
And if you walk youre gonna get there though it takes a little longer,
And when you see it in the distance you will wring your hands and moan.
song performed by by Black Crowes
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At The Middle Part
..and then she faces me
this time exposing every part of her
a tall. lean white body with long black hair
cascading like a waterfall
of silence
she walks towards me
as i lay my head on the pillow
as i signal her to come
and share with me
love and sorrow
and the passion of our presence
she takes a slow movement
her hands touching my hair
her lips getting near
my face
and then we close our eyes
and enter into another world
where we are one
so close
airtight.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Southern Man
Southern man better keep your head
Dont forget what your good book said
Southern change gonna come at last
Now your crosses are burning fast
Southern man
I saw cotton and I saw black
Tall white mansions and little shacks.
Southern man when will you pay them back?
I heard screamin and bullwhips cracking
How long? how long?
Southern man better keep your head
Dont forget what your good book said
Southern change gonna come at last
Now your crosses are burning fast
Southern man
Lily belle, your hair is golden brown
Ive seen your black man comin round
Swear by God Im gonna cut him down!
I heard screamin and bullwhips cracking
How long? how long?
song performed by by Neil Young
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Try & Love Again
When youre out there on your own
Where your memories can find you.
Like a circle goes around you were lost until you found out
What it all comes down to.
One by one the lonely feelings come.
Day by day they slowly fade away.
Ooh, the look was in her eyes,
You never know what might be found there.
She was dancing right in time and the moves she made so fine
Like the music that surrounds her.
Should I stay or go? I really wanna know.
Would I lose or win if I try and love again?
Oh o-o-o-oh, gonna try and love again.
O-oh o-o-o-oh, Im gonna try and love again.
O-oh o-o-o-oh gonna try and love.
Right or wrong, whats done is done.
Its only moments that you borrow.
But the thoughts will linger on of the lady and her song
When the sun comes up tomorrow.
Well, it might take years to see through all these tears.
Dont let go, when you find it you will know.
Oh o-o-o-oh, gonna try and love again.
O-oh o-o-o-oh, gonna try and love again.
O-oh o-o-o-oh, gonna try and love again. o-oh o-o-o-oh
O-oh o-o-o-oh sometimes lose, sometimes win,
Sometimes you need a friend
O-oh o-o-o-oh, o-oh o-o-o-oh
Gonna try
Gonna try
Gonna try gonna try gonna try gonna try
Gonna try gonna try gonna try gonna try
Gonna try gonna try gonna try gonna try
Gonna try
Gonna try gonna try gonna try gonna try
Gonna try gonna try gonna try gonna try
Gonna try gonna try gonna try gonna try
Gonna try
(fade out)
song performed by by Eagles
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Miles And Miles
years and years,
miles and miles...
of hands,
grasping mine, holding on
for a time and then letting go...
being grasped by mine,
being pulled up, pulling up,
held onto in spite of...
black, brown, white, and red...
male and female, old and young,
soft, gnarled, and scarred...
hands joining together,
backs against the wall,
hands that pray without letting go,
hands that let go
when the time demands...
hands that build and take down,
that deliver and stand by...
hands powered by hearts
that beat true and human!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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