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    Default From Little Things Big Things Grow



    Gather round people let me tell you're a story
    An eight year long story of power and pride
    British Lord Vestey and Vincent Lingiarri
    Were opposite men on opposite sides

    Vestey was fat with money and muscle
    Beef was his business, broad was his door
    Vincent was lean and spoke very little
    He had no bank balance, hard dirt was his floor

    From little things big things grow
    From little things big things grow

    Gurindji were working for nothing but rations
    Where once they had gathered the wealth of the land
    Daily the pressure got tighter and tighter
    Gurindju decided they must make a stand

    They picked up their swags and started off walking
    At Wattie Creek they sat themselves down
    Now it don't sound like much but it sure got tongues talking
    Back at the homestead and then in the town

    From little things big things grow
    From little things big things grow

    Vestey man said I'll double your wages
    Seven quid a week you'll have in your hand
    Vincent said uhuh we're not talking about wages
    We're sitting right here till we get our land
    Vestey man roared and Vestey man thundered
    You don't stand the chance of a cinder in snow
    Vince said if we fall others are rising

    From little things big things grow
    From little things big things grow

    Then Vincent Lingiarri boarded an aeroplane
    Landed in Sydney, big city of lights
    And daily he went round softly speaking his story
    To all kinds of men from all walks of life

    And Vincent sat down with big politicians
    This affair they told him is a matter of state
    Let us sort it out, your people are hungry
    Vincent said no thanks, we know how to wait

    From little things big things grow
    From little things big things grow

    Then Vincent Lingiarri returned in an aeroplane
    Back to his country once more to sit down
    And he told his people let the stars keep on turning
    We have friends in the south, in the cities and towns

    Eight years went by, eight long years of waiting
    Till one day a tall stranger appeared in the land
    And he came with lawyers and he came with great ceremony
    And through Vincent's fingers poured a handful of sand

    From little things big things grow
    From little things big things grow

    That was the story of Vincent Lingairri
    But this is the story of something much more
    How power and privilege can not move a people
    Who know where they stand and stand in the law

    From little things big things grow
    From little things big things grow
    From little things big things grow
    From little things big things grow
    "We'll know our disinformation campaign is complete when everything the American public believes is false." --William J. Casey, D.C.I

    "We will lead every revolution against us." --Theodore Herzl

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    We're taught that after the war
    The Nazis vanished without a trace
    But battalions of fascists
    Still dream of a master race
    The history books
    They tell of their defeat in 45
    Why did they all come out of the woodwork
    On the day the Nazi died
    They say the prisoner of Spandau
    Was a symbol of defeat
    Whilst Hess remained imprisoned
    Then the fascists they were beat
    So the promise of an Aryan world
    Would never materialize
    So why did they all come out of the woodwork
    On the day the Nazi died
    The world is ridden by maggots
    The maggots are getting fat
    They're making a tasty meal
    Of all the bosses and bureaucrats
    They're taking over the board rooms
    And they're fat and full of pride
    And they all came out of the woodwork
    On the day the Nazi died
    So if you meet with these historiansI'll tell you what to say
    Tell them that the Nazis
    Never really went away
    They're out there burning houses down
    And they're peddling racist lies
    And we'll never rest again
    Until every Nazi dies
    "I think it would be a good idea." Mahatma Gandhi, when asked what he thought of Western civilization.

    The philosophers have only interpreted the world, in various ways; the point is to change it.
    Karl Marx.

    "Well, he would, wouldn't he?" Mandy Rice-Davies, 1963, replied Ms Rice Davies when the prosecuting counsel pointed out that Lord Astor denied an affair or having even met her.

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    Default Try a Little Tenderness


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    I’m gonna tell you fascists
    You may be surprised
    The people in this world
    Are getting organized
    You’re bound to lose
    You fascists bound to lose

    Race hatred cannot stop us
    This one thing we know
    Your poll tax and Jim Crow
    And greed has got to go
    You’re bound to lose
    You fascists bound to lose.

    All of you fascists bound to lose:
    I said, all of you fascists bound to lose:
    Yes sir, all of you fascists bound to lose:
    You’re bound to lose! You fascists:
    Bound to lose!

    People of every color
    Marching side to side
    Marching ‘cross these fields
    Where a million fascists dies
    You’re bound to lose
    You fascists bound to lose!

    I’m going into this battle
    And take my union gun
    We’ll end this world of slavery
    Before this battle’s won
    You’re bound to lose
    You fascists bound to lose!
    "I think it would be a good idea." Mahatma Gandhi, when asked what he thought of Western civilization.

    The philosophers have only interpreted the world, in various ways; the point is to change it.
    Karl Marx.

    "Well, he would, wouldn't he?" Mandy Rice-Davies, 1963, replied Ms Rice Davies when the prosecuting counsel pointed out that Lord Astor denied an affair or having even met her.

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    The song takes its name from a Republican poster of the time, displaying a photograph of a young child killed by the Nationalists under a sky of bombers with the stark warning "If you tolerate this, your children will be next" written at the bottom.

    The future teaches you to be alone
    The present to be afraid and cold
    So if I can shoot rabbits
    Then I can shoot fascists

    Bullets for your brain today
    But we'll forget it all again
    Monuments put from pen to paper
    Turns me into a gutless wonder

    And if you tolerate this
    Then your children will be next
    And if you tolerate this
    Then your children will be next
    Will be next
    Will be next
    Will be next

    Gravity keeps my head down
    Or is it maybe shame
    At being so young and being so vain

    Holes in your head today
    But I'm a pacifist
    I've walked La Ramblas
    But not with real intent

    And if you tolerate this
    Then your children will be next
    And if you tolerate this
    Then your children will be next
    Will be next
    Will be next
    Will be next
    Will be next

    And on the street tonight an old man plays
    With newspaper cuttings of his glory days

    And if you tolerate this
    Then your children will be next
    And if you tolerate this
    Then your children will be next
    Will be next
    Will be next
    Will be next
    "I think it would be a good idea." Mahatma Gandhi, when asked what he thought of Western civilization.

    The philosophers have only interpreted the world, in various ways; the point is to change it.
    Karl Marx.

    "Well, he would, wouldn't he?" Mandy Rice-Davies, 1963, replied Ms Rice Davies when the prosecuting counsel pointed out that Lord Astor denied an affair or having even met her.

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    You will not be able to stay home, brother.
    You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out.
    You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip,
    Skip out for beer during commercials,
    Because the revolution will not be televised.
    The revolution will not be televised.

    The revolution will not be brought to you by XeroxIn 4 parts without commercial interruptions.
    The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon blowing a bugle and leading a charge by JohnMitchell, General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eathog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary.
    The revolution will not be televised.

    The revolution will not be brought to you by the Schaefer Award Theatre and will not star NatalieWoods and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia.
    The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal.
    The revolution will not get rid of the nubs.
    The revolution will not make you look five poundsthinner, because the revolution will not be televised, Brother.

    There will be no pictures of you and Willie May pushing that shopping cart down the block on the dead run,or trying to slide that color television into a stolen ambulance.
    NBC will not be able predict the winner at 8:32 or report from 29 districts.
    The revolution will not be televised.

    There will be no pictures of pigs shooting downbrothers in the instant replay.
    There will be no pictures of pigs shooting downbrothers in the instant replay.
    There will be no pictures of Whitney Young beingrun out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process.
    There will be no slow motion or still life of RoyWilkens strolling through Watts in a Red, Black and Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving
    For just the proper occasion.


    Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville Junction will no longer be so damned relevant, and women will not care if Dick finally gets down with Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people will be in the street looking for a brighter day.
    The revolution will not be televised.

    There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clocknews and no pictures of hairy armed womenliberationists and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose.
    The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb,Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, TomJones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdink, or the Rare Earth.
    The revolution will not be televised.

    The revolution will not be right back after a message about a white tornado, white lightning, or white people.
    You will not have to worry about a dove in yourbedroom, a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl.
    The revolution will not go better with Coke.
    The revolution will not fight the germs that may cause bad breath.
    The revolution will put you in the driver's seat.

    The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised, will not be televised, will not be televised.
    The revolution will be no re-run brothers;
    The revolution will be live.
    "I think it would be a good idea." Mahatma Gandhi, when asked what he thought of Western civilization.

    The philosophers have only interpreted the world, in various ways; the point is to change it.
    Karl Marx.

    "Well, he would, wouldn't he?" Mandy Rice-Davies, 1963, replied Ms Rice Davies when the prosecuting counsel pointed out that Lord Astor denied an affair or having even met her.

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    "Stop the World" - The Clash

    The panorama of the city is wrong
    In fact the city seems to be gone
    Burning rubber burning smoke in my eyes
    There's a flat burning junkheap for twenty square miles

    They took it into the nuclear mine
    Judging by this, they left nothing behind

    Down in the bunkers in the crust of the earth
    Now crouch the wealthy and the noble of birth
    If I could a ride a train around the city
    That holds this as our fate
    I'd hide from electro-circuit central
    To the shock inducer gate
    Not forgetting the by-pass
    Across the Washington hooks
    Through the phones and desks and screens
    Of the Kremlin's crook of crooks
    There's some panel in a circuit board
    A destination of the override
    Scanning the wild wind

    Blowing through the Berlin corridor
    Spotlit in a palace, shielded from dust
    Malfunction or not, the failsafe is the crux
    So far away from us, shaking with the mystery tears
    One lonely night in Ladbroke Grove
    Far away in the deserts of Omaha
    They got it nailed down-Swiss tight
    The bank notes of Europe, the emperors and kings
    Curl in the autumn as the burning of leaves
    And I've cleaned my black guitar




    "The Leader" - The Clash

    Atom secrets, secret leaflet
    Have the boys found the leak yet?
    The molehill sets the wheel in motion
    His downfall picks up locomotion

    The people must have something good to read on a Sunday

    The leader's wife takes a government car
    In the dark to meet her minister
    But the leader never leaves his door ajar
    As he swings his whip from the Boer War

    He wore a leather mask for his dinner guests
    Totally nude and with deep respect
    Proposed a toast to the votes he gets
    The feeling of power and the thought of sex!

    Now the girl let the fat man touch her
    Vodka fumes and the feel of a vulture
    The driver waited in the embassy car
    The fat man's trap was set for capture
    So the girl let the thin man touch her
    Mixing questions, drunken laughter
    The ministry car was waiting there
    A minister knows his own affair

    The people must have something good to read on a Sunday

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    Lauryn Hill and Ziggy Marley sing Redemption Song.


    How long shall they kill our prophets,
    While we stand aside and look?



    Lyrics on the screen, apart from Lauryn's rap....

    "It means this War was never political at all, the politics was all theatre, all just to keep the people distracted...."
    "Proverbs for Paranoids 4: You hide, They seek."
    "They are in Love. Fuck the War."

    Gravity's Rainbow, Thomas Pynchon

    "Ccollanan Pachacamac ricuy auccacunac yahuarniy hichascancuta."
    The last words of the last Inka, Tupac Amaru, led to the gallows by men of god & dogs of war

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    Quote Originally Posted by Jan Klimkowski View Post
    Lauryn Hill and Ziggy Marley sing Redemption Song.


    How long shall they kill our prophets,
    While we stand aside and look?

    Yes!
    and...
    Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
    None but ourselves can free our minds.
    "I think it would be a good idea." Mahatma Gandhi, when asked what he thought of Western civilization.

    The philosophers have only interpreted the world, in various ways; the point is to change it.
    Karl Marx.

    "Well, he would, wouldn't he?" Mandy Rice-Davies, 1963, replied Ms Rice Davies when the prosecuting counsel pointed out that Lord Astor denied an affair or having even met her.

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    Here comes the helicopter -- second time today
    Everybody scatters and hopes it goes away
    How many kids they've murdered only God can say
    If I had a rocket launcher...I'd make somebody pay

    I don't believe in guarded borders and I don't believe in hate
    I don't believe in generals or their stinking torture states
    And when I talk with the survivors of things too sickening to relate
    If I had a rocket launcher...I would retaliate

    On the Rio Lacantun, one hundred thousand wait
    To fall down from starvation -- or some less humane fate
    Cry for guatemala, with a corpse in every gate
    If I had a rocket launcher...I would not hesitate

    I want to raise every voice -- at least I've got to try
    Every time I think about it water rises to my eyes.
    Situation desperate, echoes of the victims cry
    If I had a rocket launcher...Some son of a bitch would die
    "You never change things by fighting the existing reality. To change something, build a new model that makes the existing model obsolete.”
    Buckminster Fuller

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