Black

[Senear]

He halfway through, im turning into a faith no more fan. Something vaguely funny about that statement. Its funny why i avoided them for so long. My friends and i used to hang under the slacker metal tree way back when. My friend Jeremy had his metal edge magazine. One of those guys was quotted as saying they arent metal and metal sucks. Well, Freshman highschool friends took that personally. It was personal! lol. Probably meant they were not bon jovi. Warrent. hehe. By friends i mean i stand off to the side and they wouldnt beat my ass for it. Friends in my book anyway! lol.

[Guest]

Interesting and yet no surprise, hehe, about what one said in magazine. Faith No More was such an outspoken band. Always going against the PC view, on purpose I suspect.



They changed alot over the years. I like all their transformations, their early years are charming. I know the singer cant hold a note too well, lol, and then they got Mike Patton in, and he is a good singer, and very boldly outspoken. Maybe he was the one who said it?
Ok, one more early one its called R' n R
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RX6E4Cnc ... re=related

[Senear]

Folks, here´s a story about Minnie the Moocher
She was a red hot hoochie-koocher
She was the roughest, toughest frail
but Minnie had a heart as big as a wha-a-le
Hidee-Hidee-Hidee-hi()
Hodee-hodee-hodee-ho()
Heedey-hee-dee-hee-dee hee ()
Hidee-hidee-hidee-ho()
She messed around with a bloke named Smoky
She loved him though he was cokey
He took her down to Chinatown
He showed her how to kick the gong around ()
Hidee-Hidee-Hidee-hi()
Wooooooh()
Heedey-hee-dee-hee-dee hee ()
Hidee-hidee-hidee-ho()
She had a dream that the King of Sweden
He gave her things that she was needin´
He built her a house of gold and steel
A diamond car with platinum wheels
hidee-hidee-hidee-hidee-hidee-hidee-hi()
hodee-hodee-hodee-hodee-hodee-hodee-ho()
scoodley-woo-scoodley-woo-scoodley-woodley-woodley-
woo()
zit-dit-dit-dit-dittle-but-dut-duttleoo-skit-dit-
skittle-but-dit-zoy()
he gave her his townhouse and his racing horses
Each meal she ate was a dozen courses
[ From : http://www.elyrics.net/read/c/calloway- ... yrics.html ]
She had a million dollars worth of nickels and dimes
she sat around and counted them all a million times
Hidee-Hidee-Hidee-hi
Hodee-hodee-hodee-ho(
Heedey-hee-dee-hee-dee hee
Hidee-hidee-hidee-ho
Now Min and Smokie, they started jaggin'
They got a free ride in a wagon
She gave him money to pay her bail
But he left her flat in the county jail
Whoooa, yeaaaah
Hey de he de he he
Whoa Whoa
Poor Min met old Deacon Lowdown
He preached to her that she ought to slow down
But Minnie wiggled her jelly roll
And Deacon Lowdown yelled, "Lord save my soul!"
Hi de hi de hi de hi
Ho de ho de ho de ho
Skiddley doodley doodly do
Skiddly diddly day
They took her where they put the crazies
Now poor Min's kicking up those daisies
You've heard my story this is her song
She was just a good gal, but they done her wrong
Hi de hi de hi de hi
Skooby de be do
He de he de he de he
Whoa, Whoa Whoa
Poor Min, Poor Min, Poor Min.

[Senear]

Mustang Sally, think you better slow your mustang down.

Mustang Sally, think you better slow your mustang down.

You been running all over the town now.

Oh! I guess I'll have to put your flat feet on the ground.



All you want to do is ride around Sally, ride, Sally, ride.

All you want to do is ride around Sally, ride, Sally, ride.

All you want to do is ride around Sally, ride, Sally, ride.



One of these early mornings, oh, you gonna be wiping your weeping eyes.

I bought you a brand new mustang 'bout nineteen sixty five

Now you come around signifying a woman, you don't wanna let me ride.

Mustang Sally, think you better slow your mustang down.

You been running all over the town now.

Oh! I guess I'll have to put your flat feet on the ground.



All you want to do is ride around Sally, ride, Sally, ride.

All you want to do is ride around Sally, ride, Sally, ride.

All you want to do is ride around Sally, ride, Sally, ride.

[Senear]

Yeah, uh! Get up, now! Ow! Knock out this!



Super highways, coast to coast,

easy to get anywhere

On the transcontinental overload,

just slide behind the wheel

How does it feel



When there's no destination - that's too far

And somewhere on the way,

you might find out who you are



Living in America - eye to eye, station to station

Living in America - hand to hand, across the nation

Living in America - got to have a celebration



Rock my soul



Smokestack, fatback,

many miles of railroad track

All night radio, keep on runnin'

through your rock 'n' roll soul

All night diners keep you awake,

hey, on black coffee and a hard roll



You might have to walk the fine line,

you might take the hard line

But everybody's working overtime



Living in America - eye to eye, station to station

Living in America - hand to hand, across the nation

Living in America - got to have a celebration



I live in America, help me out,

but I live in America,

wait a minute



You might not be looking for the promised land,

but you might find it anyway

Under one of those old familiar names

Like New Orleans (New Orleans),

Detroit City (Detroit City), Dallas (Dallas)

Pittsburg P.A. (Pittsburg P.A.),

New York City (New York City)

Kansas City (Kansas City),

Atlanta (Atlanta), Chicago and L.A.



Living in America - hit me

Living in America - yeah,

I walk in and out

Living in America



I live in America - state lines,

gonna make the prime, that

I live in America - hey,

I know what it means, I



Living in America - Eddie Murphy, eat your heart out

Living in America - hit me, I said now, eye to eye,

station to station

Living in America - so nice, with your bare self

Living in America - I feel good!

[Guest]

Enjoyable thread y'all!

[Senear]

thanks yo.

[diamond]

Senear wrote:
Folks, here´s a story about Minnie the Moocher
She was a red hot hoochie-koocher
She was the roughest, toughest frail
but Minnie had a heart as big as a wha-a-le

i got this gem on vinyl

[Senear]

Nice. My father had a very old copy he used to buy and collect old records in the 1960's and 1970's. By the 1980's when i was around listening to music that thing must have been positively ancient. This was one of them. I used to love the scratchy sound before the record would start, it always filled me with anticipation for what was to come

[Senear]

[Cedar Waxwing]

When I wake up in the morning, love

And the sunlight hurts my eyes

And something without warning, love

Bears heavy on my mind



Then I look at you

And the world's alright with me

Just one look at you

And I know it's gonna be

A lovely day

Lovely day, lovely day, lovely day



When the day that lies ahead of me

Seems impossible to face

When someone else instead of me

Always seems to know the way



Then I look at you

And the world's alright with me

Just one look at you

And I know it's gonna be

A lovely day

Cool Post. This is an oldie, favorite, by Bill Withers



When the day that lies ahead of me

Seems impossible to face

When someone else instead of me

Always seems to know the way



Then I look at you

And the world's alright with me

Just one look at you

And I know it's gonna be

A lovely day



www.youtube.com/watch?v=sYi7uEvEEmk

[Cedar Waxwing]

Cult of Personality by Living Colour

{And during the few moments that we have left
We want to talk right down to earth
In a language that everybody here can easily understand}

Look in my eyes
What do you see?
The cult of personality

I know your anger, I know your dreams
I've been everything you want to be
Oh, I'm the cult of personality

Like Mussolini and Kennedy
I'm the cult of personality
The cult of personality
The cult of personality

Neon lights, a Nobel prize
When a mirror speaks, the reflection lies
You don't have to follow me
Only you can set me free

I sell the things you need to be
I'm the smiling face on your TV
Oh, I'm the cult of personality
[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/l/living-co ... yrics.html]

I exploit you, still you love me
I tell you, one and one makes three
Oh, I'm the cult of personality

Like Joseph Stalin and Gandhi
I'm the cult of personality
The cult of personality
The cult of personality

Neon lights, a Nobel prize
When a leader speaks, that leader dies
You won't have to follow me
Only you can set you free

You gave me fortune, you gave me fame
You me power in your God's name
I'm every person you need to be
Oh, I'm the cult of personality

I'm the cult of, I'm the cult of
I'm the cult of, I'm the cult of
I'm the cult of, I'm the cult of
I'm the cult of, I'm the cult of personality

[Cedar Waxwing]

Cab Calloway on vinyl. That's outrageous. Enjoyed!

[Senear]

Thanks hehe. I liked it too And you got cult of personality, my favorite Living color song nice

[delawaredan]

How can you be sitting there
Telling me that you care -
That you
care?
When every time I look around,
The people suffer in the
suffering
In everyway, in everywhere.
Say: na-na-na-na-na (na-na,
na-na!):
We're the survivors, yes: the Black survivors!
I tell you what:
some people got everything;
Some people got nothing;
Some people got hopes
and dreams;
Some people got ways and means.
Na-na-na-na-na (na-na,
na-na!):
We're the survivors, yes: the Black survivors!
Yes, we're the
survivors, like Daniel out of the lions' den
(Black survivors) Survivors,
survivors!
So I Idren, I sistren,
A-which way will we choose?
We better
hurry; oh, hurry; oh, hurry; wo, now!
'Cause we got no time to lose.
Some
people got facts and claims;
Some people got pride and shame;
Some people
got the plots and schemes;
Some people got no aim it
seems!
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na, na!
We're the survivors, yes: the Black
survivors!
Tell you what: we're the survivors, yeah! - the Black survivors,
yeah!
We're the survivors, like Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego
(From:
http://www.elyrics.net/read/b/bob-marle ... yrics.html)
(Black
survivors),
Thrown in the fire, but-a never get burn.
So I Idren,
I-sistren,
The preaching and talkin' is done;
We've gotta live up, wo now,
wo now! -
'Cause the Father's time has come.
Some people put the best
outside;
Some people keep the best inside;
Some people can't stand up
strong;
Some people won't wait for long.
(Na-na-na-na-na!) Na-na-na,
na-na-na na!
We're the survivors
In this age of technological inhumanity
(Black survival),
Scientific atrocity (survivors),
Atomic misphilosophy
(Black survival),
Nuclear misenergy (survivors):
It's a world that forces
lifelong insecurity (Black survival).
Together now:
(Na-na-na-na-na!)
Na na-na na na! (Na na-na na na!)
We're the survivors, yeah!
We're the
survivors!
Yes, the Black survivors!
We're the survivors:
A good man is
never honoured (survivors)
in his own yountry (Black survival).
Nothing
change, nothing strange (survivors).
Nothing change, nothing strange (Black
survivors).
We got to survive, y'all! (survivors) - [fadeout

[delawaredan]

What I've realized since is that it's a very painful process but it is not destructive. It's the world deliberation. And what really happened in the sixties was that this country took just the first step toward admitting that it had been wrong on race, and creativity burst out in all directions.
From the color of the faces in Sunday songs
To the hatred they raised all the youngsters on
Once upon a time in this country, long ago
She knew there was something wrong
Because the song said "yellow, red, black, and white
Every one precious in the path of Christ"
But what about the daughter
Of the woman cleaning their house?
Wasn't she a child they were singin' about?
And if Jesus loves us, black and white skin
Why didn't her white mother invite them in?
When did it become a room for no blacks to step in?
How did she already know not to ask the question?
Left lasting impressions
Adolescent's comfort's gone
She never thought things would ever change,
But she always knew there was something wrong.
Always knew there was somethin' wrong.
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
Years later, she found herself
Mississippi bound to help
Stop the legalized lynching of Mr. Willy McGee.
But they couldn't stop it,
So they thought that they'd talk to the governor about what'd happened
And say, "We're tired of being used as an excuse to kill black men."
But the cops wouldn't let 'em past
And these women, they struck 'em as uppity
So they hauled 'em all off to jail
And they called in protective custody.
Then from her cell
She heard her jailers
Grumblin' about "outsiders".
When she called 'em out
And said she was from the south, they shouted,
"Why is a nice, Southern lady makin' trouble
For the governor?"
She said, "I guess I'm not your type of lady,
And I guess I'm not your type of Southerner,
But before you call me traitor,
Well it's plain as just to say (?)
I was a child in Mississippi
but I'm ashamed of it today."
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
([spoken] And, all of a sudden, I realized I was on the other side)
Imagine the world that you're standing within
All of your neighbors, they're family-friends.
How would you cope facing the fact
The flesh on their hands was tainted with sin?
She faced this every day.
People she saw on a regular basis;
People she loved, in several cases;
People she knew were incredibly racist.
It was painful, but she never stopped loving them,
Never stopped callin' their names
And she never stopped being a Southern woman
And she never stopped fighting for change.
And she saw that her struggle was
in the tradition of ancestors never aware of her (?)
It continues today:
The soul of a Southerner
born of the other America.
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
She always knew there was somethin' wrong.
[spoken]
What you win in the immediate battles is little compared to the effort you put into it but if you see that as a part of this total movement to build a new world, you know what could be (????? "oooh, ooooh"). You do have a choice. You don't have to be a part of the world of the lynchers. You can join the other America. There is another America!

[Cedar Waxwing]

Here, have a dollar,
in fact no brotherman here, have two
Two dollars means a snack for me,
but it means a big deal to you
Be strong, serve God only,
know that if you do, beautiful heaven awaits
That's the poem I wrote for the first time
I saw a man with no clothes, no money, no plate
Mr.Wendal, that's his name,
no one ever knew his name cause he's a no-one
Never thought twice about spending on a ol' bum,
until I had the chance to really get to know one
Now that I know him, to give him money isn't charity
He gives me some knowledge, I buy him some shoes
And to think blacks spend all that money on big colleges,
still most of y'all come out confused
[CHORUS:] Go ahead, Mr.Wendal (2x)
Mr.Wendal has freedom,
a free that you and I think is dumb
Free to be without the worries of a quick to diss society
for Mr.Wendal's a bum
His only worries are sickness
and an occasional harassment by the police and their chase
Uncivilized we call him,
but I just saw him eat off the food we waste
Civilization, are we really civilized, yes or no ?
Who are we to judge ?
When thousands of innocent men could be brutally enslaved
and killed over a racist grudge
Mr.Wendal has tried to warn us about our ways
but we don't hear him talk
Is it his fault when we've gone too far,
and we got too far, cause on him we walk
Mr.Wendal, a man, a human in flesh,
but not by law
I feed you dignity to stand with pride,
realize that all in all you stand tall
Mr.Wendal, yeah yeah yeah, Lord, Mr.Wendal

[Cedar Waxwing]

Wei Shan Yang, great post. Ran to my Dvd"s and pulled "En Vogue" back out. Thanks!

[Guest]

Yes, I used to listen to them and Living Color alot too . I am Wei btw. That was my name when I lived in China. I also had name Nu Lang.

[delawaredan]

Hi Cedar Waxwing.....I am glad you like the Flobots.   I do have this album.   I posted some more of it on the Foreign Installation thread hear in Tone.   I saw them in concert about 2 years ago.  I brought my 13 year old daughter....she loved it too.     Check out the rest of the album on You tube.   It is called Fight with Tools.

[delawaredan]

[Guest]

http://www.youtube.com/v/97nAvTVeR6o&ve ... tube_gdata

[Julio Juliopolis]

Wei Shan Yang wrote:
nip:

keep it black otherwise I'll delete that tired ole whitey wannabe ****. No michael buble sings and **** thinkin he can do it better than black man.

nip:

Be color blind, don't be so shallow

[Guest]

That was just a joke. Have since learned jokes don't carry well on internet where voice inflections cannot be heard usually. The whole thread is allegory, not a statement on social concerns.
The oppressions and slavery represents Flyer mentality. The cry for freedom, the warrior spirit.

[Guest]