beezelbubba
Shitty Buddhist
Here's a song I wrote 23 years ago. This is my 3rd go around recording it (my pathetic archiving habits are such that I have no remaining copies of the 1st 2 versions.) I whipped it together fairly quickly.
Basically a cynical view of politics, over a basic reggae, I IV V progression.
Enjoy.
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Idealistic rhetoric philosophy and politics
Cannot serve to counteract reality and cold hard facts
Silly people run around and chew away with bites of sound
And bash our senses endlessly with tirades of stupidity
unity they seek they say division they will find
'cause everybody's got an axe to grind
Turn on your TV set you wont believe the laugh you'll get
The stupid things they say you hear it every single day
Doomed to failure from the start dutiful you play your part
With unsuspecting willingness and innocence
Is this a product of their idiotic minds
Or could it be they've got an axe to grind
Strategies of lies and slander games of words and propaganda
Greed and power motivating all integrity foresaken
On and on the farce procedes more and more the apathy
grows and grows into the very core of me
Nihilist or realist I cannot draw the line
Because you see I've got an axe to grind
Basically a cynical view of politics, over a basic reggae, I IV V progression.
Enjoy.
MP3 Player SoundClick
Idealistic rhetoric philosophy and politics
Cannot serve to counteract reality and cold hard facts
Silly people run around and chew away with bites of sound
And bash our senses endlessly with tirades of stupidity
unity they seek they say division they will find
'cause everybody's got an axe to grind
Turn on your TV set you wont believe the laugh you'll get
The stupid things they say you hear it every single day
Doomed to failure from the start dutiful you play your part
With unsuspecting willingness and innocence
Is this a product of their idiotic minds
Or could it be they've got an axe to grind
Strategies of lies and slander games of words and propaganda
Greed and power motivating all integrity foresaken
On and on the farce procedes more and more the apathy
grows and grows into the very core of me
Nihilist or realist I cannot draw the line
Because you see I've got an axe to grind