Music that may have some meaning for progressives: add your list here

http://timeforachange.bluelemur.com/Arts.htm

One of my faves:

Peace like a river ran through the city
Long past the midnight curfew
We sat starry-eyed
Ooh, ooh ,we were satisfied
And I remember
Misinformation followed us like a plague
Nobody knew from time to time
If the plans were changed
Oh, oh, oh, if the plans were changed.

You can beat us with wires
You can beat us with chains
You can run out your rules
But you know you can’t outrun the history train
I seen a glorious day, aiee......

Four in the morning
I woke up from out of my dreams
Nowhere to go but back to sleep
But I’m reconciled
Oh, oh, oh, I’m going to be up for a while
Oh, oh, oh, I’m going to be up for a while

:D

Spanish Bombs
(Strummer/Jones)

Spanish songs in Andalucia
The shooting sites in the days of '39
Oh, please, leave the vendanna open
Fredrico Lorca is dead and gone
Bullet holes in the cemetery walls
The black cars of the Guardia Civil
Spanish bombs on the Costa Rica
I'm flying in a DC 10 tonight

CHORUS
Spanish bombs, yo tequierro y finito
Yote querda, oh mi corazon
Spanish bombs, yo te quierro y finito
Yo te querda, oh mi corazon

Spanish weeks in my disco casino
The freedom fighters died upon the hill
They sang the red flag
They wore the black one
But after they died it was Mockingbird Hill
Back home the buses went up in flashes
The Irish tomb was drenched in blood
Spanish bombs shatter the hotels
My senorita's rose was nipped in the bud

CHORUS

The hillsides ring with "Free the people"
Or can I hear the echo from the days of '39?
With trenches full of poets
The ragged army, fixin' bayonets to fight the other line
Spanish bombs rock the province
I'm hearing music from another time
Spanish bombs on the Costa Brava
I'm flying in on a DC 10 tonight
Spanish songs in Andalucia, Mandolina, oh mi corazon
Spanish songs in Granada, oh mi corazon

Spanish Bombs
(Strummer/Jones)

Spanish songs in Andalucia
The shooting sites in the days of '39
Oh, please, leave the vendanna open
Fredrico Lorca is dead and gone
Bullet holes in the cemetery walls
The black cars of the Guardia Civil
Spanish bombs on the Costa Rica
I'm flying in a DC 10 tonight

CHORUS
Spanish bombs, yo tequierro y finito
Yote querda, oh mi corazon
Spanish bombs, yo te quierro y finito
Yo te querda, oh mi corazon

Spanish weeks in my disco casino
The freedom fighters died upon the hill
They sang the red flag
They wore the black one
But after they died it was Mockingbird Hill
Back home the buses went up in flashes
The Irish tomb was drenched in blood
Spanish bombs shatter the hotels
My senorita's rose was nipped in the bud

CHORUS

The hillsides ring with "Free the people"
Or can I hear the echo from the days of '39?
With trenches full of poets
The ragged army, fixin' bayonets to fight the other line
Spanish bombs rock the province
I'm hearing music from another time
Spanish bombs on the Costa Brava
I'm flying in on a DC 10 tonight
Spanish songs in Andalucia, Mandolina, oh mi corazon
Spanish songs in Granada, oh mi corazon

I just learned the chords today. Bout time. :)

Todd Rundgren:

We've been waiting so long,
we've been waiting for the sun to rise and shine
Shining still to give us the will
Can you hear me, the sound of my voice?
I am here to tell you I have made my choice
I've been listening to what's been going down
There's just too much talk and gossip going 'round
You may think that I'm a fool, but I know the answer
Words become a tool, anyone can use them
Take the golden rule, as the best example
Eyes that have seen will know what I mean...

(honoring copyrights and all 'at) Link to rest of lyrics:

http://trconnection.com/lyrics/Song.8.23

I Had No Right

God of the poor man this is how the day began
Eight codefendants, I, Daniel Berrigan
Oh and only a layman's batch of napalm
We pulled the draft files out
We burned them in the parking lot
Better the files than the bodies of children

I had no right but for the love of you
I had no right but for the love of you

Many roads led here, walked with the suffering
Tom in Guatamala, Phillip in New Orleans
Oh it's a long road from law to justice
I went to Vietnam, I went for peace
They dropped their bombs
Right where my government knew I would be

I had no right but for the love of you
I had no right but for the love of you

And all my country saw
Were priests who broke the law

First it was question, then it was a mission
How to be American, how to be a Christian
Oh if their law is their cross and the cross is burning

Ah the love of you
Ah the love of you

God of the just I'll never win a peace prize
Falling like Jesus
Now let the jury rise
Oh it's all of us versus all that paper
They took the only way they know who is on trial today
Deliver us unto each other, I pray

I had no right but for the love of you
And every trial I stood, I stood for you

Eyes on the trial
8am arrival
Hands on the bible

ABRAHAM, MARTIN & JOHN - Smokey Robinson & The Miracles
BLOWING IN THE WIND - Stevie Wonder
CHOICE OF COLORS - The Impressions
FUNKY DOLLAR BILL - Funkadelic
IF YOU'RE READY (COME GO WITH ME) - The Staple Singers
LA-LA PEACE SONG - Al Wilson
LIVING FOR THE CITY - Stevie Wonder
MERCY MERCY ME (THE ECOLOGY) - Marvin Gaye
SAY IT LOUD: I'M BLACK AND I'M PROUD - James Brown
THIS IS MY COUNTRY - The Impressions
TO BE YOUNG, GIFTED AND BLACK - Nina Simone
WAKE UP EVERYBODY - Harold Melvin & The Bluenotes
WAR - Edwin Starr
WHAT'S GOING ON - Marvin Gaye
WHY CAN'T WE BE FRIENDS? - War
THE WORLD IS A GHETTO - War

the more things change the more they stay the same.
sigh.

Midnight Oil-any really, but favorites are:
Power and the Passion
US Forces
Put Down That Weapon
My Country -particularly timely now:

Was it just a dream, were you so confused
Was it just a giant leap of logic
Was it the time of year, that makes a state of fear
Methods, were their motives for the action

And did I hear you say
My country right or wrong
My country right or wrong
My country right or wrong

Did you save your face
Did you breach your faith
Women, there were children at the shelter
Now who can stop the hail
When human senses fail
There was never any warning, no escape

And did I hear you say
My country right or wrong
My country oh so strong
My country right or wrong
My country right or wrong
My country going wrong
My country right or wrong

I hear you say the truth must take a beating
The flag a camouflage for your deceiving
Cause I know, (I know) I know, it's written on your soul
I know we all make mistakes

This is not a case of blurred vision, it's a case of black holes, pocket
holes, soul holes

And did I hear you say
My country right or wrong
My country oh so strong
My country right or wrong
My country right or wrong
My country going wrong
My country right or wrong

My country, my country, my country


Then I'd add to the list:

The Sisters of Mercy - Vision Thing (mainly references to Bush Sr. because it was written in 1990, but I still put it on when I want to vent about the current "Motherfucker in a motorcade")

Sinead O'Connor - Emperor's new clothes, especially the lines "They laugh 'cause they know they're untouchable, not because what I said was wrong" and "Through their own words they will be exposed/ They got a severe case of the emperor's new clothes"

Skinny Puppy - VX Gas Attack

Yeah, I'm a sucker for that late '80s early '90s "MTV Postmodern" and Dave Kendall era 120 Minutes stuff.

Forgotten Years:

Few of the sins of the father, are visited upon the son
Hearts have been hard, our hands have been clenched in a fist too long
Our sons will never be soldiers, our daughters will never need guns
These are the years between
These are the years that were hard fought and won
Contracts torn at the edges, old signatures stained with tears
Seasons of war and peace, these should not be forgotten years
Still it aches like tetanus, it reeks of politics
How many dreams remain? This is a feeling too strong to contain

The hardest years, the darkest years, the roarin' years, the fallen years
These should not be forgotten years
The hardest yrs, the wildest years, the desperate and divided years
We will remember, these should not be forgotten years

Our shoreline was never invaded, our country was never in flames
This is the calm we breathe, this is a feeling too strong to contain
Still it aches like tetanus, it reeks of politics
Signatures stained with tears, who can remember
We've got to remember

The hardest...
Forsaking aching breaking years, the time and tested heartbreak years
These should not be forgotten years
The blinded years, the binded years, the desperate and divided years
These should not be forgotten years, remember

There's a Western New York peace activist and folk singer named Nan Hoffman who used to perform the following song in her concerts. If I'm not mistaken, it's also on her album Rise Like a Star. It's something we all need to hear right now.

Your Daughters And Your Sons
(Tommy Sands)

They didn't hear your music and they tore your paintings down
They wouldn't read your writing and they banned you from the town
But they couldn't stop you dreaming, and a victory you've won
For you sowed the seeds of freedom in your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
You sowed the seeds of freedom in your daughters and your sons

Your weary smile, it proudly hides the chain-marks on your hands
For you've bravely strived to realise the rights of everyone
But though your body's bent and low, a victory you've won
For you sowed the seeds of justice in your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
You sowed the seeds of justice in your daughters and your sons

I don't know your religion but one day I heard you pray
For a world where everyone can work and children they can play
And though you never got your share and the fruits that you have won
You sowed the seeds of equality in your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
You sowed the seeds of equality in your daughters and your sons

They taunted you in Belfast and they tortured you in Spain
And in that Warsaw ghetto where they tied you up in chains
In Vietnam and Chile, when they came with tanks and guns
It's there you sowed the seeds of peace in your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
It's there you sowed the seeds of peace in your daughters and your sons

And now your music's playing, and the writing's on the wall
And all the dreams you painted can be seen by one and all
And now you've got them thinking, and the future's just begun
For you sowed the seeds of freedom in your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
You sowed the seeds of freedom in your daughters and your sons

Also Killing Joke and the Damned.

DEVO as well.