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Sunny Afternoon - The Kinks


The taxman's taken all my dough
And left me in my stately home
Lazing on a sunny afternoon

And I can't sail my yacht
He's taken everythin' I've got
All I've got's this sunny afternoon

Save me, save me
Save me from this squeeze
I've got a big fat momma tryin' to break me

And I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime, in the summertime
In the summertime

My girlfriend's gone off with my car
And gone back to her ma and pa
Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty

Now I'm sitting here
Sipping at my ice cold beer
Lazing on a sunny afternoon

Help me, help me, help me sail away
Well, give me two good reasons
Why I ought to stay

'Cause I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime, in the summertime
In the summertime
 
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Recession Blues - B.B. King


Since this recession I'm losing my baby,
Because the times are getting so hard
Yes, I have to stop running around,
Man, you know it's breaking my heart

Yes, I can't afford no liquor,
All I can buy is beer and wine
Well I can't get my baby what she wants,
And she stays cross al the time, yes help me

Yes, please, please somebody,
Please go out to Washington for me
Yes, think about us out here
Help me get out of this misery
 

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Το 1939 εκδόθηκαν τα "Σταφύλια της Οργής" του Τζον Στάινμπεκ με τον τίτλο τους εμπνευσμένο από τους στίχους ενός από τα πιο γνωστά αμερικανικά πατριωτικά τραγούδια, του Battle Hymn of the Republic (Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord: / He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; / He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword: / His truth is marching on...), που με τη σειρά τους αναφέρονταν σε ένα χωρίο της βιβλικής Αποκάλυψης.

Το 1940, ο Τζον Φορντ γύρισε την κλασική ταινία με τον ίδιο τίτλο, βασισμένη στο έργο του Στάινμπεκ.



Την ίδια χρονιά ο Γούντι Γκάθρι, έχοντας περάσει και ο ίδιος τα βάσανα που περιγράφονται στα "Σταφύλια της Οργής", είδε την ταινία και συγκλονίστηκε. Εκείνο το βράδυ έγραψε την "Μπαλάντα του Τομ Τζόουντ", από το όνομα του ήρωα του μυθιστορήματος, που υποδυόταν στην ταινία ο Χένρι Φόντα:
Like all true stories, there are more than a couple of versions to how Woody Guthrie got around to writing the Ballad of Tom Joad. In fact Woody is responsible for a couple of those versions, himself.

The gist of it appears to be that Woody, who was not famous for wide reading, one day went to a Manhattan theater and saw John Ford’s masterwork, “The Grapes of Wrath.” He was really impressed, really impressed. He thought it went right to the heart of the matter and was worried that someone without the quarter it cost to see the movie might not get to hear it.

His friend Pete Seeger recounts how he ran into Woody that very day, and how Woody feverishly asked if Pete had a typewriter he could use. Pete said no, but that his friend Jerry Oberwager did. So, they purchased a half-gallon jug of wine (of course…) and went to Jerry’s apartment, a six-flight walk up.

Pete tells us how Woody, “sat down and started typing away. He would stand up every few seconds and test out a verse on his guitar and sit down and type some more.” Pete added, “About one o’clock (Jerry) and I got so sleepy we couldn’t stay awake. In the morning we found Woody curled up on the floor under the table; the half-gallon of wine was almost empty and the completed ballad was sitting near the typewriter.”
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The story is there in the book, the movie and the song. And I absolutely agree with Woody Guthrie, this is a world-class story. It is a true story. And, as with all true stories, there are many different versions. Like the blind men and the elephant, we each of us find some part that is more meaningful for us.

So, in a column he wrote for the “People’s World,” which I think was a Communist newspaper of the day, Woody opined “'The Grapes of Wrath', you know is about us pullin’ out of Oklahoma and Arkansas, and down south, and a driftin’ around over (to the) state of California, busted, disgusted, down and out, and a lookin’ for work. Shows you how come us to be that a way. Shows the dam bankers men that broke us and the dust that choked us, and comes right out in plain old English and says what to do about it.

“It says you got to get together and have some meetins, and stick together, and raise old billy hell till you get your job, and get your farm back, and your house and your chickens and your groceries and your clothes, and your money back. Go to see 'Grapes of Wrath', pardner, go to see it and don’t miss.”

True enough, something like that’s there in the story. I think he’s got his hand on the broad flank of that elephant. But it’s Woody’s conclusion that takes my breath away. After the call to equity, and perhaps to revolution, Woody tells us, “You was the star in that picture. Go and see your own self and hear your own words and your own song.”


(The Ballad of) Tom Joad - Woody Guthrie


Tom Joad got out of the old McAlester Pen;
There he got his parole.
After four long years on a man killing charge,
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down the road, poor boy,
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down the road.

Tom Joad, he met a truck driving man;
There he caught him a ride.
He said, "I just got loose from McAlester Pen
On a charge called homicide,
A charge called homicide."

That truck rolled away in a cloud of dust;
Tommy turned his face toward home.
He met Preacher Casey, and they had a little drink,
But they found that his family they was gone,
He found that his family they was gone.

He found his mother's old fashion shoe,
Found his daddy's hat.
And he found little Muley and Muley said,
"They've been tractored out by the cats,
They've been tractored out by the cats."

Tom Joad walked down to the neighbor's farm,
Found his family.
They took Preacher Casey and loaded in a car,
And his mother said, "We've got to get away."
His mother said, "We've got to get away."

Now, the twelve of the Joads made a mighty heavy load;
But Grandpa Joad did cry.
He picked up a handful of land in his hand,
Said: "I'm stayin' with the farm till I die.
Yes, I'm stayin' with the farm till I die."

They fed him short ribs and coffee and soothing syrup;
And Grandpa Joad did die.
They buried Grandpa Joad by the side of the road,
Grandma on the California side,
They buried Grandma on the California side.

They stood on a mountain and they looked to the west,
And it looked like the promised land.
That bright green valley with a river running through,
There was work for every single hand, they thought,
There was work for every single hand.

The Joads rolled away to the jungle camp,
There they cooked a stew.
And the hungry little kids of the jungle camp
Said: "We'd like to have some, too."
Said: "We'd like to have some, too."

Now a deputy sheriff fired loose at a man,
Shot a woman in the back.
Before he could take his aim again,
Preacher Casey dropped him in his track, poor boy,
Preacher Casey dropped him in his track.

They handcuffed Casey and they took him in jail;
And then he got away.
And he met Tom Joad on the old river bridge,
And these few words he did say, poor boy,
These few words he did say.

"I preached for the Lord a mighty long time,
Preached about the rich and the poor.
Us workin' folkses, all get together,
'Cause we ain't got a chance anymore.
We ain't got a chance anymore."

Now, the deputies come, and Tom and Casey ran
To the bridge where the water run down.
But the vigilante thugs hit Casey with a club,
They laid Preacher Casey on the ground, poor Casey,
They laid Preacher Casey on the ground.

Tom Joad, he grabbed that deputy's club,
Hit him over the head.
Tom Joad took flight in the dark rainy night,
And a deputy and a preacher lying dead, two men,
A deputy and a preacher lying dead.

Tom ran back where his mother was asleep;
He woke her up out of bed.
An' he kissed goodbye to the mother that he loved,
Said what Preacher Casey said, Tom Joad,
He said what Preacher Casey said.

"Ever'body might be just one big soul,
Well it looks that a-way to me.
Everywhere that you look, in the day or night,
That's where I'm a-gonna be, Ma,
That's where I'm a-gonna be.

Wherever little children are hungry and cry,
Wherever people ain't free.
Wherever men are fightin' for their rights,
That's where I'm a-gonna be, Ma.
That's where I'm a-gonna be."

Προσθέτω και την εκτέλεση του Κάντρι Τζο Μακντόναλντ (των Country Joe & the Fish), όχι τόσο για τη μουσική της αξία, αλλά κυρίως γιατί σ' αυτό το βιντεάκι, το τραγούδι συνοδεύουν οι αντίστοιχες σκηνές της ταινίας.

 

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Ο Μπρους Σπρίνγκστιν τραγουδούσε περιστασιακά στις συναυλίες του την Μπαλάντα του Τομ Τζόουντ. Το 1995 όμως αποφάσισε να γράψει κι αυτός ένα τραγούδι, εμπνευσμένο από το μυθιστόρημα του Στάινμπεκ, την ταινία του Φορντ και το τραγούδι του Γκάθρι, με φόντο όχι την Αμερική του μεγάλου κραχ, αλλά της νέας παγκόσμιας τάξης τού Μπους πατρός.

The Ghost of Tom Joad - Bruce Springsteen


Men walkin' 'long the railroad tracks
Goin' someplace there's no goin' back
Highway patrol choppers comin' up over the ridge
Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge
Shelter line stretchin' round the corner
Welcome to the new world order
Families sleepin' in their cars in the southwest
No home no job no peace no rest

The highway is alive tonight
But nobody's kiddin' nobody about where it goes
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
Searchin' for the ghost of Tom Joad

He pulls prayer book out of his sleeping bag
Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
Waitin' for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box 'neath the underpass
Got a one-way ticket to the promised land
You got a hole in your belly and gun in your hand
Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock
Bathin' in the city aqueduct

The highway is alive tonight
But where it's headed everybody knows
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
Waitin' on the ghost of Tom Joad

Now Tom said "Mom, wherever there's a cop beatin' a guy
Wherever a hungry newborn baby cries
Where there's a fight 'gainst the blood and hatred in the air
Look for me Mom I'll be there
Wherever there's somebody fightin' for a place to stand
Or decent job or a helpin' hand
Wherever somebody's strugglin' to be free
Look in their eyes Mom you'll see me."

The highway is alive tonight
But nobody's kiddin' nobody about where it goes
I'm sittin' downhere in the campfire light
With the ghost of old Tom Joad
 

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Το 1997, οι Rage Against the Machine κυκλοφόρησαν τη δική τους εκτέλεση του τραγουδιού του Σπρίνγκστιν, με τους στίχους απαράλλαχτους αλλά τη μουσική προσαρμοσμένη στον ιδιαίτερο, αδυσώπητο ήχο τους.

The Ghost of Tom Joad - Rage Against the Machine


I don't have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. A dollar buys a nickel's worth, banks are going bust, shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter, punks are running wild in the street, there's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there's no end to it. We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat. We sit watching our TV's while some local newscaster tells us that today we had 15 homicides and 63 violent crimes as if that's the way it's supposed to be! We know things are bad, worse than bad. They're crazy, it's like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don't go out anymore. We sit in our house and slowly the world we're living in is getting smaller and all we say is: "Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms, let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel belted radials and I won't say anything. Just leave us alone!" Well, I'm not going to leave you alone. I want you to get mad. I don't want you to protest, I don't want you to riot, I don't want you to write to your congressman, I wouldn't know what to tell you to write. I don't know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street. All I know is that first you've got to get mad!
You've got to say: "I'm a human being, godammit! My life has value!"


Στο βίντεο εμφανίζονται αποσπάσματα από τα: BBC - Days That Shook the World - Six Days in June / BBC - Days That Shook the World - Hiroshima / American Propaganda Films - Drug Addiction / American Propaganda Films - Trinity and Beyond / Faces of Death (original) / The Real Football Factories / Sepultura - Refuse/Resist / Dawn Of The Dead / Baraka / La Haine / The Network / Zeitgeist
 

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Σκόνη, πέτρες, λάσπη - Δημήτρης Πουλικάκος & Εξαδάκτυλος


Σκόνη, πέτρες, λάσπη
Όλη μέρα στο γιαπί
Ουρά στο λεωφορείο
Και τα ψώνια σε σακούλα πλαστική

Μουρμούρα η γυναίκα
Κι ο μπόμπιρας στο λούνα παρκ την Κυριακή
Πενήντα ώρες τη βδομάδα
Για δυο πιάτα φασουλάδα λαδερή

Αχ, αγωνίες, ιδρώτες
Δεν αντέχω άλλο, ρε παιδιά
Ψάχνω να βρω μια λύση ριζική
Μα όλα στον ορίζοντα τα ίδια και τα ίδια
Κι ελπίδες μια απάτη μακρινή

Με την ψυχή στο στόμα
Μέρα νύχτα να ανασάνω δε μπορώ
Πριν φανεί ο ήλιος: "Μάλιστα, διατάξτε, αφεντικό"
Και κάθε εισπνοή μου καυσαέρια, αναθυμιάσεις και μπετό
Τι να πω δεν ξέρω, μου φαίνεται πως έχω πυρετό

Αχ, αγωνίες, ιδρώτες
Δεν αντέχω άλλο, ρε παιδιά
Ψάχνω να βρω μια λύση ριζική
Μα όλα στον ορίζοντα τα ίδια και τα ίδια
Κι ελπίδες μια απάτη μακρινή


Κι εκεί με βίντεο από το Αλδεβαράν του Θωμόπουλου και κακομεταφρασμένους αγγλικούς υπότιτλους.
 
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Shake your moneymaker - Peter Green's Fleetwood Mac with Jeremy Spencer


Shake your moneymaker
You got to shake your moneymaker, yeah
And then...

I got a gal that lives up on a hill
I got a gal that lives up on a hill
Says she'll let me roll her
But I don't believe she will

She won't shake her moneymaker
Won't shake her moneymaker
I want to roll her I keep beggin'
She won't shake her moneymaker

I got a girl, but she just won't be true
I got a girl, but she just won't be true
Won't let me do the one good thing I tell her to

She won't shake her moneymaker
 

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Σ' ευχαριστώ, ω εταιρεία! - Δ. Σαββόπουλος


Σ' ευχαριστώ, ω εταιρεία
εν αφθονία μού παρέχεις
στέγη, τροφή και προστασία
Σ' ευχαριστώ, ω εταιρεία

Ω τα παιδιά αυτού του κόσμου
Χλωμά, τρελά και κουρασμένα
παίρνουν το δρόμο για τη μητέρα
κι εγώ ξαναγυρνώ σ' εσένα


Το έχει ξαναβάλει ο somnambulist εκεί, αλλά εκείνο το βιντεάκι αφαιρέθηκε από το γιουτιούμπ.
 
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Paper Planes - M.I.A.


I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border, I got visas in my name
If you come around here, I make them all day
I get one down in a second if you wait

Sometimes I feel sitting on trains
Every stop I get to I'm clocking that game
Everyone's a winner now we're making our fame
Bona fide hustler, making my name

All I want to do is BANG BANG BANG BANG!
And KA-CHING!
And take your money

Pirate skulls and bones
Sticks and stones and weed and bombs
Running when we hit them
Lethal poison through their system

No one on the corner has swagger like us
Hit me on my burner, prepaid wireless
We pack and deliver like UPS trucks
Already going to hell just pumping that gas

M.I.A.
Third world democracy
Yeah, I got more records than the K.G.B.
So, uh, no funny business

Some, some, some I, some I murder
Some I, some I let go
Some, some, some I, some I murder
Some I, some I let go


"Paper Planes" is a song written and produced by alternative hip hop artist M.I.A. for her second studio album, Kala (2007). The song was co-produced by Diplo and Switch. Its backing track is a sample from the 1982 song "Straight to Hell" by The Clash, while the chorus is based on that of the 1992 Wreckx-n-Effect song "Rump Shaker".[...]
The song and a special remixed version of it featured in the film Slumdog Millionaire, as well as its soundtrack. [...]
"Paper Planes" also appeared in the trailer for Michael Moore's documentary Capitalism: A Love Story.[...]
When interviewed M.I.A. said the song was partly inspired by her long wait for a US visa application, sometimes fancifully called a "paper plane". She suggested that it ironically satirises some people's attitudes towards immigrants. "It's about people driving taxicabs all day and living in a shitty apartment and 'appearing' really threatening to society. But not being so. Because, by the time you’ve finished working a 20-hour shift, you’re so tired you [just] want to get home to the family". She added that she felt that listeners could choose how to interpret the gunshots and cash register ringing in the song's chorus. "You can either apply it on a street level and go, oh, you’re talking about somebody robbing you and saying I’m going to take your money. But, really, it could be a much bigger idea: someone’s selling you guns and making money. Selling weapons and the companies that manufacture guns — that’s probably the biggest moneymaker in the world." M.I.A has also suggested, "People could say, Oh my God, this song is so violent, but at the same time, there was a war in Iraq. I felt like certain people made so much money from selling ammunition and military weapons and stuff, and killed a million people, and it wasn't an issue that was raised."


M.I.A said about Paper Planes:

[The sample of the gun reloading and then the cash register ringing] was a joke. I was having this stupid visa problem and I didn’t know what it was, aside from them thinking that I might to fly a plane into the Trade Center—which is the only reason that they would put me through this. I actually recorded that in Brooklyn, in Bed-Stuy. I was thinking about living there, waking up every morning—it’s such an African neighborhood. I was going to get patties at my local and just thinking that really the worst thing that anyone can say [to someone these days] is some shit like: ”What I wanna do is come and get your money.” People don’t really feel like immigrants or refugees contribute to culture in any way. That they’re just leeches that suck from whatever. So in the song I say: 'All I wanna do is [sound of gun shooting and reloading, cash register opening] and take your money'. I did it in sound effects. It’s up to you how you want to interpret. America is so obsessed with money, I’m sure they’ll get it.
 

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If trouble was money - Albert Collins


If trouble was money, I'd swear I'd be a millionaire
If trouble was money, babe, I'd swear I'd be a millionaire
For you I'd buy the whole world, woman, I'd buy the whole world and have money to spare, yeah

Worry, worry, worry, worry, babe, I had worries on my mind, yeah
I said, worry, worry, worry, worry, woman, I had worries all my life, yeah yeah
You know times is hard, baby, I swear, I won't tell you no lie

My mother used to tell me, she said, "Son, there gonna be days, gonna be days like this"
My mother used to tell me, she said, "Son, there gonna be days, it's gonna be days, be days like this"
She said, "I always want you to be a winner", she said, "Son, I don't want you to quit"
 

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Master Charge :-\ - Albert Collins (Carnegie Hall, 1986)


I got my wife a charge card
Just the other day
I owe five hundred dollars
Just for yesterday

I said, "Honey, here's a present
Go out and shop around,
buy you a couple a-dresses,
browse around downtown"

She did just what I told her
Bought one, two, three
Came home lookin' silly
Makin' goo-goo eyes at me

Mastercharge, I'll break an' bury her card
Mastercharge, I'll break an' bury her card
Mastercharge, I'll break an' bury her card
Oh yeah, charge it!

Said, "Did you get your dress?"
"Yes, one or two"
I needed me some shoes,
I needed some jewelry, too"

Two hundred dollar dresses
I could-a made, I can't sew
It made me so mad
I could call her a so and so

Mastercharge, I'll break an' bury her card
Mastercharge, break an' bury her card
Mastercharge, break an' bury her card

Oh yeah, charge it for me, charge it, baby!
Hey! Ow!

For one-a that gal's dresses, yeah
I paid one and a half
I'm so mad, I just had to laugh

I could see in my mind
On a horse like Paul Revere
Hate to check my mail boxes
'Cause these bills keep comin' here

Mastercharge, break an' bury her card
Oh, let's charge it!

(Speaks with instrumental back up)

"Oh, don't get too much on the bill, dear"
("Oh, I put five hundred dollars already, baby")
"Yeah, but I know, but I'm-a, you know that, that, that, 18% is killin' me!"
"Yeah, I understand darlin', but I know you wanna charge it an' everything but, yeah, darlin' "
("They have 'American Express")
"But, wait a minute, man, I, I told ya to take that Master Card with ya
And take one wit' ya and leave one at home
"But you look good in them blue jeans, though"
("Yeah, I understand about dresses")
Yeah, they got 'em on sale up there, upside the wall, there"
"Fifteen dollars, man, on sale darlin', here, let me look for ya"
"I'm gonna bet you, be struttin' down the street in them blue jeans, haha"

"Yeah, but you can even wear them dresses on the weekend"
"Yeah, I hear ya baby, well charge it then baby, that's alright, yeah"
("I have a Visa"!)
"What"? (heh, heh)
"Give me the scissors, I'm gonna cut 'em up"
Well, you ought to be ashamed of yourself, you!"
"Yeah I know, darlin', I am"
("Charge it")
"Here, go on charge, darlin' "
"I'm guilty callin' em, I know you're gonna charge it anyway"
"Ooh, I know you gonna look good in them blue jeans
You look like you been poured in 'em"!
(Fading)
Oh, charge it baby!
Yeah, I see you later on, an' hour
I'm gone to work here, n' when I come back
I wanna see you with them jeans on, baby
Yeah, love her, yeah, you look good baby
Yeah, I know, I know... (fades out to end)
 

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All You Need Is Cash

All You Need Is Cash (also known as The Rutles) is a 1978 television film that traces (in mockumentary style) the career of a fictitious British rock group called The Rutles. As TV Guide described it, the group's resemblance to The Beatles is "purely – and satirically – intentional."
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According to commentary on the DVD, George Harrison showed Idle a rough cut of the Beatles produced film that would later become into the epic Beatles Anthology documentary. As a result, All You Need is Cash has an Anthology feel to it, though it would be 17 years before the latter was completed.
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Eric Idle as Dirk McQuickly / Narrator / Stanley J. Krammerhead III,Jr., occasional visiting professor of applied narcotics at the University of Please Yourself, California * John Halsey as Barry Wom (Barrington Womble) * Ricky Fataar as Stig O'Hara * Neil Innes as Ron Nasty * Michael Palin as Eric Manchester, Rutle Corp. Press Agent / Lawyer * George Harrison as The Interviewer * Bianca Jagger as Martini McQuickly * John Belushi as Ron Decline, the most feared promoter in the world * Dan Aykroyd as Brian Thigh, ex-record producer who turned down the Rutles * Gilda Radner as Mrs. Emily Pules * Bill Murray as Bill Murray the K. * Gwen Taylor as Mrs. Iris Mountbatten / Chastity * Ron Wood as Hell's Angel * Terence Bayler as Leggy Mountbatten * Henry Woolf as Arthur Sultan, the Surrey Mystic * Ollie Halsall as Leppo, the "fifth Rutle" * Mick Jagger as Himself * Paul Simon as Himself * Roger McGough as Himself

 
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Get The Money - Goran Bregovic featuring Iggy Pop


Hey lucky people, North and South
This is your leader, I'm called "the mouth"
We're gonna play a game that's funny
Get the, get the, get the money

Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money

Walking on the beach, all disenchanted
Blackness in my heart
Anything they want now, they can't stop me, energy goes dead.
Riviera buildings, high, depressing
Look like cookie boxes
In my heart a hurricane is blowing
In my head a clock ticks.
Tic-tac

Get the money, Mr. Potato
Get the money, pay the Eskimo
Money, money, money, money, money

ABC
Schoolboys, schoolgirls, don't make funny
Take a deep breath, get the money

Money, money, money, money, money

A lot of neigbourhood, concrete and windows
Up here on the mountain
I wonder if somebody sees me walking
I could hide in that fountain.
Pretty little girl, I like to know her, coming this way
Back in school, I can't believe that I could not obey

Get the money, Mr. Potato
Get the money, pay the Eskimo
Money, money, money, money, money

Crawl on your belly, bust your skull
There's the money, real as hell
William Tell

Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money

I met an actor, river speed boat
He made crabby movies
Robin Maxwell had a yacht
But it didn't die so groovy

Me, I confess, I like to swim and
watch the telly, my news
I've been hanging 'round the beach
But the money pays my kwanos

Get the money, Mr. Potato
Get the money, pay the Eskimo
Money, money, money, money, money,

It's kind of like a fortress, it's kind of like a tomb
Sitting with your money in a near dark room

Feels like a discharge, feels like a death
Feels like a taste of dying breath

Feels like a toad, feels like a frog
Feels like a serpent, all night long
 

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The Great Deception - Van Morrison


Did you ever hear about the great deception
Well the plastic revolutionaries take the money & run
Have you ever been down to love city
Where they rip you off with a smile
And it don't take a gun

Don't it hurt so bad in love city
Don't it make you not wanna bother at all
And don't they look so self righteous
When they pin you up against the wall

Did you ever, ever see the people
With the teardrops in their eyes
I just can't stand it, stand it no how
Living in this world of lies

Did you ever hear about the rock & roll singer
Got three or four Cadillacs
Saying power to the people, dance to the music
Wants you to pat him on the back

Have you ever heard about the great Rembrandt
Have you ever heard about how he could pain't
And he didn't have enough money for his brushes
And they thought it was rather quaint

But you know it is no use repeating
And you know it is no use to think about it
'Cause when you stop to think about it
You do not need it

Have you ever heard about the great Hollywood motion picture actor
Who knew more than they did
And the newspapers didn't cover the story
Just decided to keep it hid

Somebody started saying it was an inside job
Whatever happened to him?
Last time they saw him down on the Bow'ry
With his lip hanging off an old rusty bottle of gin

Have you ever heard about the so-called hippies
Down on the far side of the tracks
They take the eyeballs straight out of your head
Say son, kid, do you want your eyeballs back

Did you ever see the people
With the teardrops in their eyes
Just can't stand it no how
Living in this world of lies
 

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Blue Money - Van Morrison


Photographer smile
Take a break for a while
Take a rest
Do your very best
Take five, honey
Five, honey

Search in your bag
Light up a fag
Think it's a drag
But you're so glad
To be alive, honey
Alive, honey

Say, when this is all over
You'll be in clover
We'll go out and spend
All a your blue money, blue money

Well the cameraman smiles
Take a break for a while
Do your best
Your very best
Take five, honey
Take five

Well, you search in your bag
To light up a fag
Think it's a drag
But you're so glad
To be alive, honey
Alive, honey

Say, when this is all over
You'll be in clover
We'll go out and spend
All a your blue money, blue money

Say, when this is all over
We'll be in clover
We'll go out and spend all your
Blue money, blue money

Juice money, loose money
Juice money, loose money, honey

What kind a money, honey?
Juice money, loose money, blue money
Juice money, loose money, blue money
Hey, alright, juice money
 

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Για λόγους πληρότητας, ιδού και η ελληνική εκδοχή τού If I were a rich man του 4ου ποστ από τον Φίλιππο Νικολάου, η οποία με τριβέλιζε σήμερα όλo το απόγευμα (τσιμπουροτράγουδο απ' τα παλιά). Υποσυνείδητο Δαιμόνιο είναι, ό,τι θέλει κάνει.

Λίγη τύχη να 'χα


Στις ανορθογραφίες των στίχων στο βιντεάκι μη δίνετε σημασία.
Και το ίδιο το τραγούδι, ανορθογραφία μού φαίνεται σ' αυτό το νήμα.
;)
 

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Σκάσε και κολύμπα - Σπυριδούλα


Φάμπρικα η παγίδα, μπες στην αλυσίδα
δέκα ώρες θα 'σαι μηχανή
Είσαι το κορόιδο, βίδωνε μια βίδα
η σκλαβιά αυτή θέλει υπομονή.

Άλλα σου 'χαν τάξει, κάνε καμιά φτιάξη
να βρεις πως θα πιάσεις την καλή
Λεύτερη η πατρίδα, σκόνη η ελπίδα
των εμπόρων η χρυσή εποχή.

Πας εκεί που πήγα, πας εκεί που πήγα
χάρες δεν υπάρχουν στη ζωή
Σκάσε και κολύμπα, σκάσε και κολύμπα
Είναι μακριά η Αμερική.

Ένοπλη ληστεία, τα λεφτά στους σάκους
μόνο που δεν είναι στην T.V.
Κόκκινες γραβάτες φόρεσες στους μπάτσους
ο ήρωας για μια νύχτα είσαι συ.

Η καλή σου η χώρα τα φροντίζει όλα
τσάμπα ο ύπνος τσάμπα το φαΐ
Έξοδος κινδύνου μ' έκπληξη στο τέρμα
πόρτα και καρέκλα ηλεκτρική.

Πας εκεί που πήγα, πας εκεί που πήγα
δε σε σώνει χάρη ή προσευχή
Σκάσε και κολύμπα, σκάσε και κολύμπα
Τώρα είναι κοντά η Αμερική.

Βλέπεις ότι είδα, βλέπεις ότι είδα
ξύρισμα κεφάλι και καρποί
Σκάσε και κολύμπα, σκάσε και κολύμπα
Σ' έχει αγκαλιά η Αμερική.

Σ' έχει αγκαλιά η Αμερική
Σ' έχει αγκαλιά η Αμερική
Σ' έχει αγκαλιά η Αμερική

Μέσα στ' όνειρό της το τρελό
το πυρακτωμένο σου ουρλιαχτό
Και θα χαθείς.

Μη ζητάς πολλά, δε σε παίρνει πια
άνοιξε τα μάτια τελευταία φορά
Και θα τη δεις.

Την ηλεκτρική της μοναξιά
την ηλεκτρική της αγκαλιά.

Μη ζητάς πολλά, δε σε παίρνει πια
άνοιξε τα μάτια τελευταία φορά
Και θα τη δεις.

Ούτε τέλος έχει ούτε αρχή
Σ' έχει αγκαλιά η Αμερική
Σ' έχει αγκαλιά η Αμερική
Σ' έχει αγκαλιά η Αμερική...
 

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Μάνα μου Ελλάς


Στίχοι: Νίκος Γκάτσος, Μουσική: Σταύρος Ξαρχάκος, Ερμηνεία: Νίκος Δημητράτος

Δεν έχω σπίτι πίσω για να 'ρθώ
ούτε κρεβάτι για να κοιμηθώ
δεν έχω δρόμο ούτε γειτονιά
να περπατήσω μια πρωτομαγιά

Τα ψεύτικα τα λόγια τα μεγάλα
μου τα 'πες με το πρώτο σου το γάλα

Μα τώρα που ξυπνήσανε τα φίδια
εσύ φοράς τα αρχαία σου στολίδια
και δε δακρύζεις ποτέ σου, μάνα μου Ελλάς
που τα παιδιά σου σκλάβους ξεπουλάς

Τα ψεύτικα τα λόγια τα μεγάλα
μου τα 'πες με το πρώτο σου το γάλα

Μα τότε που στη μοίρα μου μιλούσα
είχες ντυθεί τα αρχαία σου τα λούσα
και στο παζάρι με πήρες, γύφτισσα μαϊμού
Ελλάδα, Ελλάδα, μάνα του καημού

Τα ψεύτικα τα λόγια τα μεγάλα
μου τα 'πες με το πρώτο σου το γάλα

Μα τώρα που η φωτιά φουντώνει πάλι
εσύ κοιτάς τα αρχαία σου τα κάλλη
και στις αρένες του κόσμου, μάνα μου Ελλάς
το ίδιο ψέμα πάντα κουβαλάς

Δεν έχω άγιο για να προσκυνώ
ούτε καντήλι σ' άδειο ουρανό
δεν έχω ήλιο ούτε αστροφεγγιά
να τραγουδήσω μια πρωτομαγιά
 
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Για τον Δαεμάνο και την μουσική του (ελπίζω μόνο να μην το έχεις ανεβάσει)


Ληστέψανε την τράπεζα
και τι με νοιάζει εμένα
δεν είμαι με κανέναν.
Σου λέω καλά της κάνανε
γιατί μας προκαλούσε...
γεμάτη εκατομμύρια, ενώ κι ο Θεός πεινούσε!

Περαστικοί, αδιάφορα,
εκάτσαν κι εκοιτούσαν.
Του διευθυντή της οι κοιλιές
κι αυτούς τους ενοχλούσαν.

Κάποιος πανικοβλήθηκε
μπας κι ήτανε ο γιος του
κι ο ιδρωμένος λογιστής,
μπας κι ήταν ανεψιός του
κι όσο για τον ταμία
που πήγε ν' αμυνθεί,
όταν αναρωτήθηκε για ποιον και το γιατί,
"στα τέτοια μου" ψιθύρισε
και γέμισε τις τσάντες.
«Άντε και καλή τύχη μάγκες!»

Στο μπάτσο βλέπεις πέρασε μονάχα η κοροϊδία,
να έχει την ψευδαίσθηση πως είναι εξουσία,
και τώρα η χήρα του με δυο ορφανά,
με τρεις κι εξήντα σύνταξη, τη μοίρα βλαστημά
και μια γνωστή αιτία...

Ψωρο-κορώνα-γράμματα
στο τζόγο της ζωής
«Επάγγελμα;» «Ποιο επάγγελμα;»
«Τι επάγγελμα;» «Ληστής»

Τα τέρατα δικάστηκαν με μάρτυρα την πείνα,
αποκλεισμένα μια ζωή σε ακούσια καραντίνα.
Η απελπισιά περίστροφο και σφαίρες της, οι ανάγκες
Άντε... και καλή τύχη μάγκες!

 
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