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  • Basement 5 'There's a Riot going on'

    Basement 5 were a reggae punk fusion band from London founded in 1978. Their first vocalist was Winston Fergus, then Don Letts. One of their early performances was a support for Public Image Ltd.'s London debut at the Rainbow on Christmas Day 1978. Finally in 1979 Dennis Morris - photographer of Bob Marley and the Sex Pistols, took over as creative force, lead vocalist and lyricist. He also designed the Basement 5 logo and created their image. The drums were played by Richard Dudanski, who had played in the bands 101ers, The Raincoats and Public Image Ltd. Their songs reflected the political situation of the time in Great Britain in the era of Margaret Thatcher: youth unemployment, strikes, racism and the poverty of the working class.

    Black & white caff

    It ain't a mod gaff
    119 hurt
    Police on the retreat
    It's not a race riot
    What a relief

    There's a riot goin' on

    There's a riot goin' on
    There's a riot goin' on

    It could have been a hot Summer

    Temperature was rising
    Kids on the street with itchy feet
    Sea breeze can't cool their inner heat
    You sight a mod
    There's a vision of blue
    There's no stopping you now

    There's a riot goin' on

    There's a riot goin' on
    There's a riot goin' on

    Temperature 75 degrees fahrenheit

    We're having a heat wave
    It's getting to you in the centigrades
    Ladbroke Grove is 10 to 1 on
    Lewisham a favourite
    The race is on
    They're on the move
    There's no stopping them now

    There's a riot goin' on

    There's a riot goin' on
    There's a riot goin' on

    Riot in America

    Riot in Iran
    Riot in London
    Run run run he's got a gun
    He's gonna blow up the building
    R-U-N

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  • Lyrics by Yip Harburg- Al Jolson - Brother can you spare a Dime

    "Brother, Can You Spare a Dime?" lyrics by Yip Harburg, music by Jay Gorney (1931)

    They used to tell me I was building a dream, and so I followed the mob,

    When there was earth to plow, or guns to bear, I was always there right on the job.
    They used to tell me I was building a dream, with peace and glory ahead,
    Why should I be standing in line, just waiting for bread?

    Once I built a railroad, I made it run, made it race against time.

    Once I built a railroad; now it's done. Brother, can you spare a dime?
    Once I built a tower, up to the sun, brick, and rivet, and lime;
    Once I built a tower, now it's done. Brother, can you spare a dime?

    Once in khaki suits, gee we looked swell,

    Full of that Yankee Doodly Dum,
    Half a million boots went slogging through Hell,
    And I was the kid with the drum!

    Say, don't you remember, they called me Al; it was Al all the time.

    Why don't you remember, I'm your pal? Buddy, can you spare a dime?

    Once in khaki suits, gee we looked swell,

    Full of that Yankee Doodly Dum,
    Half a million boots went slogging through Hell,
    And I was the kid with the drum!

    Say, don't you remember, they called me Al; it was Al all the time.

    Say, don't you remember, I'm your pal? Buddy, can you spare a dime?

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  • Massive Will - Emel Mathlouthi

    Massive Will · Emel

    MRA

    ℗ Little Human (exclusively licensed to Yotanka Records)

    Released on: 2024-04-19

    Producer: Emel Mathlouthi & Lysa Da Silva & Lyzaa

    Composer / Lyricist : Emel Mathlouthi

    Emel Mathlouthi (arabe : آمال المثلوثي), aussi connue sous le nom d'Emel, née le 11 janvier 1982 à Tunis[1], est une chanteuse, auteure-compositrice et productrice de musique tunisienne. Elle se fait connaître en 2011 avec le titre Kelmti Horra (signifiant en français « Ma parole est libre »).

    Elle vit depuis entre son pays d'origine, la France et les États-Unis. En 2020, la vidéo de sa chanson Holm est vue plusieurs millions de fois en l'espace de quelques mois.

    Biographie

    Originaire de Tunis où elle est née en 1982, elle découvre la musique des chanteurs protestataires arabes, Cheikh Imam et Marcel Khalifé, vers l'âge de vingt ans et découvre en même temps le répertoire de la chanteuse folk américaine Joan Baez : « J'avais trouvé quelque chose de plus fort que la simple contestation ; une musique qui paraissait douce mais qui ne l'était pas [...] Habituellement, dans la musique protestataire, ce sont les mots qui sont importants mais je souhaitais aussi composer et travailler l'orchestration »[2].

    En 2006, Emel Mathlouthi est finaliste de la première édition du prix RMC Moyen-Orient[3].

    Lors d'un rassemblement dans le cadre de la révolution tunisienne de 2011, elle chante a cappella Kelmti Horra, dont le titre signifie en arabe « Ma parole est libre »[4]. La vidéo de sa prestation devient virale et est diffusée sur tous les médias[5]. Elle reste sur place pour une série de concerts. Par la suite, elle soutient la lutte depuis la France.

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  • The Hearse Son＂ - Rusty Cage

    Written Benjamin Steele

    LP Gangstalkers, Vol. 4
    Released: 2018

    LYRICS

    Don't ever laugh as a hearse goes by

    For you may be the next to die
    They wrap you up in bloody sheets
    To drop you six feet underneath

    They put you in a pinewood box

    And cover you up with dirt and rocks
    It all goes well for about a week
    And then, your coffin begins to leak

    And the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out

    The worms play pinochle on your snout
    They eat your eyes, they eat your nose
    As you begin to decompose

    A slimy beetle with demon's eyes

    Chews through your stomach and out your sides
    Your stomach turns to rancid grease
    And puss pours out like melted cheese
    You spread it on a slice of bread
    And that's what you'll eat when you're dead

    And the worms crawl out, the worms crawl in

    The ones that crawl in are lean and thin
    The ones that crawl out are fat and stout
    Your eyes fall in, and your hair falls out

    Your brain turns into maggot pie

    Your liver starts to liquify
    And for the living, all is well
    As you sink further into hell

    And the flames rise up to drag you down

    Into the fire, where you will drown
    Your skin melts off as you descend
    And Satan tears you limb from limb
    Your suffering will never end

    And the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out

    They'll eat your guts and then shit them out
    And when your bones begin to rot
    The worms remain, but you do not

    So don't ever laugh as a hearse goes by

    For someday, you'll be the one to die
    And when Death brings his cold despair
    Ask yourself, "Will anyone care?"

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  • Treme Soundtrack - May The Circle Be Unbroken (S2XE10)

    LYRICS

    I was standing by the window

    On a cold and cloudy day
    When I saw the hearse come rolling
    To carry my mother away

    Will the circle be unbroken

    Bye and bye Lord bye and bye
    There’s a better home a waiting
    In the sky Lord in the sky

    I said to the undertaker

    Undertaker please drive slow
    For that body you are carrying
    Lord I hate to see her go

    Well I followed close behind her

    Tried to hold up and be brave
    But I could not hide my sorrow
    When they laid her in that grave

    I went back home Lord that home was lonesome

    Since my mother, she was gone
    All my brothers and sisters crying
    What a home so sad and alone

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  • Les robots - Jacques Higelin

    Album "No man's land" 1978

    PAROLES

    Nous sommes les robots (bots)

    Aw, nous vous ferons la peau (peau)
    Peau, vrais mecs, matraque, électrochoc
    (Ah, animaux)
    Les hommes au travail et les femmes en cloques

    Je ne suis qu'un rêveur

    Vous ne me faites plus peur
    Je ne suis qu'un guetteur
    Et j'attends mon heure
    Robots, je suis libre et j'attends que le temps
    (Électrochoc)
    Te disloque

    Je ne suis qu'un rêveur

    Vous ne me faites plus peur
    Et j'attends
    Que le temps
    Me disloque

    Nous sommes les robots

    Je ne suis qu'un rêveur
    Nous sommes les robots
    Je ne suis qu'un guetteur
    Et j'attends
    (Nous sommes les robots)
    Mon heure
    Je ne suis qu'un rêveur
    (Nous sommes les robots)
    Nous sommes les guetteurs
    Et j'attends
    (Nous sommes les robots)
    Mon heure
    Je ne suis qu'un rêveur
    Et j'attends
    (Nous sommes les robots)
    Mon heure
    Je ne suis qu'un rêveur
    (Nous sommes les robots)
    Et j'attends
    Mon heure

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