K-TEL presents War Enhancing Moods, Vol. I

[Ramona_A_Stone]

(welcome to the morning news
in its long and deadly war with iraq
iran has repeatedly sought international condemnation of baghdad's alledged use of chemical weapons
the iranians have agreed the opportunity to make their case...
(ritual murders)
a city in eastern iraq
recently occupied by iranian forces...
according to iran
the iraqis bombed the city with chemical weapons
after the defeat
the iranians said
the attack
killed more than four thousand civilians)

WELCOME TO THE VX GAS ATTACK

(bethlehem)

...............at ground zero
............................................pro independence
......heavier than air fumes

(ritual murders)

.....city with chemical
.........................................alleged
...............cyanide gas

(bethlehem)

(saddam needs to understand, hear and believe this... there are limits to our patience)

........on to karbala
......................on to karbala
....................................on to karbala

(remembering the hundreds and possilby thousands of victims of one of the worst chemical warfare attacks since world war I)

.....what is the difference between israel's plight
.............................a belief in outside influence
...............outside influence

(we have the technology to produce chemical weapons
we will not remain idle forever
we have the technology to produce chemical weapons
we will not remain idle forever)

....there are limits to our patience

........................................................like scalding water

(bethlehem)

..........a side effect of
......................................their faces and lungs
............................................................ .burn
.......a sudden harsh smell

(ritual murders)

.............................2 weeks after
........still
......................coughing choking
...........................................livid skin blisters
.....burn again

(bethlehem)

(they can understand the government's message
in a shop in a working class district one day last week one man demonstrated the idea of a chemical warfare protection by putting a plastic shopping bag over his head)

................posters
....................................leaflets
..........nightly radio
................and television programs
.....instructions
.......................................in the use of such basic devices
........as a damp towel

......................................a damp towel
......................................lined with charcoal to be
......................................................applied to the face and mouth
....when the
beep beep beep
....gas attack
.......................warning signal sounds

(we're analyzing water, soil, and human tissue samples
to get clearer information about
the gas attack
meanwhile, doctors monitor bone marrow damage)

(ritual murders)

(bethlehem)

................the dead were among
porcelain face
cloud of frozen gas poison
..................................jagged fragment

(meanwhile back on the west bank
they are frightened
so frightened
revere the red
green
white
black colors of the flag tied to the mosque...)
....................................jew iranian iraqi
(we have cause to be enraptured...
turns irrational thunder...)
.....bombs
(...reacts to it very stifly his body is filled with anger... his eyes lurched upward)
.........................the first cyanide gas warning
(...the bomb had gone off... fractured... red fire...)
..............................................the first cyanide gas warning
(says someone came in a car with an uzi and killed his friend)
............................................................ ...vx nerve gas
(in a grave down the crossroads
by the mosque...
the friend of the dead man promises

you'll never forget)

RITUAL MURDERS

BETHLEHEM


--Skinny Puppy - VX Gas Attack - VIVIsect VI - 1988

[Ramona_A_Stone]

In the howling wind
Comes a stinging rain
See it driving nails
Into souls on the tree of pain
From the firefly
A red-orange glow
See the face of fear
Running scared in the valley below
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue

In the locust wind
Comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the angel
And the angel was overcome
Plant a demon seed
You raise a flower of fire
See them burning crosses
See the flames, higher and higher
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue

This guy comes up to me
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colors of a royal flush
And he's peeling off those dollar bills
Slapping them down
One hundred, two hundred
And I can see those fighter planes
And I can see those fighter planes
Across the mud huts where the children sleep
Through the alleys of a quiet city street
Take the staircase to the first floor
Turn the key and slowly unlock the door
As a man breathes into a saxophone
Through the walls we hear the city groan

Outside it's America
Outside it's America

Across the field you see the sky ripped open
See the rain come through the gaping wound
Pounding on the women and children
Who run
Into the arms
Of America

U2 - Bullet The Blue Sky - The Joshua Tree - 1987

[Ramona_A_Stone]

Another head hangs lowly
Child is slowly taken
And the violence caused such silence
Who are we mistaken

But you see
It's not me
It's not my family
In your head
In your head
They are fighting
With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head
In your head they are cryin'
In your head
Zombie
Zombie
Zombie
What's in your head
In your head
Zombie

Another mother's breakin'
Heart is taking over
When the violence causes silence
We must be mistaken
It's the same old theme since 1916
In your head
In your head they're still fightin'
With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head
In your head they are dyin'
In your head
In your head
Zombie
Zombie
Zombie
What's in your head
In your head
Zombie


--Cranberries - Zombie - No Need To Argue - 1994

[Ramona_A_Stone]

We passed upon the stair
We spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there
He said I was his friend
Which came as some surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago

Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world

I laughed and shook his hand
And made my way back home
I searched for form and land
For years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazely stare
At all the millions here
We must have died a long, a long long time ago

Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world

Bowie - The Man Who Sold The World - 1971

[Ramona_A_Stone]

You have a natural tendency
To squeeze off a shot
You're good fun at parties
You wear the right masks
You're old, but you still
Like a laugh in the locker room
You can't abide change
You're at home on the range
You opened the suitcase
Behind the old workings
To show off the magnum
You deafened the canyon
A comfort a friend
Only upstaged in the end
By the Uzi machine gun
Does the recoil remind you...
Remind you of sex
Old man what the hell you gonna kill next
Old timer who you gonna kill next

I looked over Jordan and what did I see
Saw a U.S. Marine in a pile of debris
I swam in your pools
And lay under your palm trees
I looked in the eyes of the Indian
Who lay on the Federal Building steps

And through the range finder over the hill
I saw the frontline boys popping their pills
Sick of the mess they find
On their desert stage
And the bravery of being out of range

Yeah the question is vexed
Old man what the hell you gonna kill next
Old timer who you gonna kill next

Hey bartender, over here
Two more shots
And two more beers

Sir, turn up the TV sound
The war has started on the ground

Just love those laser guided bombs
They're really great
For righting wrongs
You hit the target
And win the game from bars
3,000 miles away
3,000 miles away
We play the game
With the bravery of being out of range
We zap and maim
With the bravery of being out of range
We strafe the train
With the bravery of being out of range
We gain terrain
With the bravery of being out of range

We play the game
With the bravery of being out of range

Roger Waters - The Bravery of Being Out of Range - Amused to Death - 1992

[ah-pook]

Bombs to settle arguments, the order of the boot
Can you hear them crying in the rubble of Beirut?

I can still see people dying, now who takes the blame?
the numbers are different, the crime is still the same

From the graves of Belsen where the innocent were burned
To the genocide in Beirut, Israel was nothing learned?

I can still hear people crying, now who takes the blame?
The numbers are different, the crime is still the same

Bombs to settle arguments, the order of the boot
From the graves of Belsen, to the ruins of Beirut

I can still see people dying, now who takes the blame?
The numbers are different, the crime is still the same

Jerry Dammers , Special AKA - War Crimes - In the Studio - 1982

[theknife]

this one seeped up from the depths of my consciousness - mdneer helped me identify it....

THE ROAD TO BABYLON
Mann/Thomas/Pattenden-Earthly Music Ltd.
By the waters, the waters of Babylon
We lay down and wept and wept for these I am
We remember, we remember, we remember these I am
[repeat to fade]

A golden helmet blinded minds
Among ten thousand swords along the road to Babylon
A golden thunder silenced songs
Among ten thousand voices on the road to Babylon

Well, well, well, beware that golden helmet
Well, well, well, there's no easy way to go
Well, well, well, no easy road to follow
Well, well, well

A golden ocean turned to fire
And burned ten thousand ships along the road to Babylon
A golden dreamer touched the sky
Alone in empty silence on the road to Babylon

Well, well, well, beware that golden thunder
Well, well, well, that dreamed and sang the song
Well, well, well, the empty sound of sorrow

By the waters, the waters of Babylon
We lay down and wept and wept for these I am
We remember, we remember, we remember these I am
[fading]

A golden helmet blinded minds
Among ten thousand swords along the road to Babylon
A golden thunder silenced songs
Among ten thousand voices on the road to Babylon

Well, well, well, beware that golden helmet
Well, well, well, there's no easy way to go
Well, well, well, no easy road to follow
Well, well, well

[theknife]

For those that trespass against us.

The Knife

Tell me my life is about to begin.
Tell me that I am a hero.
Promise me all of your violent dreams
Light up your body with anger.

Now, in this ugly world,
it is time to destroy all this evil.
Now, when I give the word,
are you ready to fight for your freedom?


NOW

Stand up and fight, for you know we are right.
We must strike at the lies, that have spread like
diseuse through our minds
Soon we'll have power, every soldier will rest,
And we'll spread our kindness to all who our love now deserve

Some of you are going to die,
martyrs of course to the freedom that I shall provide

I'll give you the names of those you must kill,
All must die with their children.
Carry their heads to the place of old.
Hang them on stakes let the blood flow.

Now, in this hate-filled world, we must break all the chains
that have bound us
Now, the crusade has begun, we shall make this a land
fit for heroes

NOW

Stand up and fight for you know we are right... etc
We are only waiting freedom?

WE HAVE WON

Some of you are going to die,
martyrs of course to the freedom that I shall provide


Genesis- Trespass

[Ramona_A_Stone]

Wait until the war is over
And we're both a little older
The unknown soldier

Breakfast where the news is read
Television children fed
Unborn living, living, dead
Bullet strikes the helmet's head

And it's all over
For the unknown soldier
It's all over
For the unknown soldier

Hut
Hut
Hut ho hee up
Comp'nee
Halt !
Preeee-zent!
Arms!

Make a grave for the unknown soldier
Nestled in your hollow shoulder
The unknown soldier

Breakfast where the news is read
Television children fed
Bullet strikes the helmet's head

And, it's all over
The war is over
It's all over
The war is over
Well, all over, baby
All over, baby


The Doors - The Unknown Soldier - Waiting For The Sun - 1968

[Ramona_A_Stone]

O Superman
O judge
O Mom and Dad
Mom and Dad

Hi
I'm not home right now
But if you wanna leave a message
Just start talking at the sound of the tone

Hello?
This is your Mother
Are you there?
Are you coming home?

Hello? Is anybody home?
Well, you don't know me
but I know you
And I've got a message to give to you

Here come the planes

So you better get ready
Ready to go
You can come as you are
Pay as you go
Pay as you go

And I said: OK
Who is this really?
And the voice said:
This is the hand, the hand that takes
This is the hand, the hand that takes
This is the hand, the hand that takes

Here come the planes

They're American planes
Made in America
Smoking or non-smoking?

And the voice said:
Neither snow nor rain
Nor gloom of night shall stay these couriers
From the swift completion of their appointed rounds

'Cause when love is gone, there's always justice
And when justice is gone, there's always force
And when force is gone, there's always Mom

Hi Mom!

So hold me Mom, in your long arms
So hold me Mom, in your long arms
In your automatic arms
Your electronic arms.
In your arms
So hold me Mom, in your long arms
Your petrochemical arms
Your military arms
In your electronic arms

Laurie Anderson - Oh Superman - Big Science - 1982

[Ramona_A_Stone]

Hans plays with Lotte
Lotte plays with Jane
Jane plays with Willi
Willi is happy again
Suki plays with Leo
Sacha plays with Britt
Adolf builts a bonfire
Enrico plays with it

It's a knockout

If looks could kill
They probably will

In games without frontiers
War without tears

Jeux sans frontieres
Jeux sans frontieres
Jeux sans frontieres

Andre has a red flag
Chiang Ching's is blue
They all have hills to fly them on
Except for Lin Tai Yu
Dressing up in costumes
Playing silly games
Hiding out in tree-tops
Shouting out rude names

It's a knockout

If looks could kill
They probably will

In games without frontiers
War without tears
Games without frontiers
War without tears

Jeux sans frontieres
Jeux sans frontieres
Jeux sans frontieres

Peter Gabriel - Games Without Frontiers - Volume III - 1980

[Ramona_A_Stone]

Happy and I'm smiling
Walk a mile to drink your water
You know I'd love to love you
And above you there's no other
We'll go walking out
While others shout of war's disaster
Oh, we won't give in
Let's go living in the past

Once I used to join in
Every boy and girl was my friend
Now there's revolution, but they don't know
What they're fighting
Let us close our eyes
Outside their lives go on much faster
Oh, we won't give in
We'll keep living in the past


Jethro Tull - Living in the Past - 1972

[ONEMANBANNED]

The Fletcher Memorial Home :Pink Floyd

Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere
and build them a home a little place of their own
the Fletcher memorial
home for incurable tyrants and kings

And they can appear to themselves every day
on closed circuit T.V.
To make sure they're still real
It's the only connection they feel
"ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Reagan and Haig
Mr. begin and friends Mrs. Thatcher and paisley
Mr. Brezhnev and party
the ghost of McCarthy
the memories of Nixon
and now adding colour a group of anonymous Latin-
American meat packing glitterati"

did they expect us to treat them with any respect

they can polish their medals and sharpen their
smiles, and amuse themselves playing games for a while
boom boom, bang bang, lie down you're dead

safe in the permanent gaze of a gold glass eye
with their favourite toys
they'll be good girls and boys
in the Fletcher memorial home for colonial
wasters of life and limb

is everyone in?
are you having a nice time?
now the final solution can be applied

[Ramona_A_Stone]

these bastards
stole
their
power from the victims of the
us v. them years
wrecking all things
virtuous
and true
The undermining social democratic
downhill slide
into abysmal
lost lamb
off the precipice
into the trickle down
runoff pool
they hypnotised the summer, 1979
marched into the capital
brooding
duplicitous
wicked and able
media-ready
heartless
and labeled
super US citizen
super achiever
Mega
ultra power dosing
Relax
Defense, defense, defense, defense
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ignoreland

The information nation
took
their
clues from all the sound-bite gluttons
1980, 84, 88, 92 too
How to be what you can be
Jump jam junking your energies
How to walk in dignity
with
throw-up
on your shoes
They amplified the autumn, 1979
Calculate the capital
up the republic my skinny ass
T.V. tells a million lies
The paper's terrified to report
anything that isn't handed
on
a
presidential spoon
I'm just profoundly frustrated by all this
So, fuck you, man
Fuck it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ignoreland

If they weren't there we would have created them

Maybe, it's true

But I'm resentful all the same
Someone's got to take the blame

I know that this is vitriol
no solution
spleen-venting
but I feel better having screamed
don't you?
they desecrated winter, 1979
capital collateral
brooding
duplicitous
wicked and able
media-ready
heartless
and labeled
super US citizen
super achiever
mega
ultra power dosing
Relax
Defense, defense, defense, defense
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ignoreland

REM - Automatic For The People - Ignoreland - 1992

[JackSpratts]

There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware

I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind

I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

What a field-day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly say, hooray for our side

It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man come and take you away

We better stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, now, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

For What It's Worth
Stephen Stills

[Ramona_A_Stone]

Oh, a storm is threatening my very life today
If I don't get some shelter, oh yeah I'm gonna fade away

War, children, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away
War, children, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away

Oh, see the fire is sweepin, our very streets today
Burns like a red coal carpet, mad bull lost its way

Rape, murder, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away
Rape, murder, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away

Mm, the flood is threatening, my very life today
Gimme, gimme shelter, or I'm gonna fade away

War, children, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away
It's just a shot away, it's just a thought away,
It's just a shot away

I said, love, sister, it's just a kiss away
It's just a kiss away
It's just a kiss away
kiss away, kiss away


The Rolling Stones - Gimme Shelter - Let It Bleed - 1969

[JackSpratts]

What's Going On

Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Father, father
We don't need to escalate
War is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate
You know you've got to find a way
To bring some understanding yeah today
Aw, picket lines, picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
Talk to me so you can see
Oh what's going on,
Tell me what's going on
Mother, mother
Ev'ry body thinks we're wrong
Baby who are they to judge us
'Cause our hair is long
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some understanding here today
Good God



Inner City Blues (make Me Wanna Holler)

Dah, dah, dah, dah
dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Rockets, moon shots
Spend it on the have nots
Money, we make it
Fore we see it you take it
Oh, make you wanna holler
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
This ain't livin', This ain't livin'
No, no baby, this ain't livin'
No, no, no
Inflation no chance
To increase finance
Bills pile up sky high
Send that boy off to die
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Hang ups, let downs
Bad breaks, set backs
Natural fact is
I can't pay my taxes
Oh, make me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands
Yea, it makes me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands
Crime is increasing
Trigger happy policing
Panic is spreading
God know where we're heading
Oh, make me wanna holler
They don't understand
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Mother, mother
Everybody thinks we're wrong
Who are they to judge us
Simply cause we wear our hair long



Mercy Mercy Me

Oh, mercy mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be
No, no
Where did all the blue sky go?
Poison is the wind that blows
From the north, east, south, and sea
Oh, mercy mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be
No, no
Oil wasted on the oceans and upon our seas
Fish full of mercury
Oh, mercy mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be
No, no
Radiation in the ground and in the sky
Animals and birds who live nearby are dying
Oh, mercy mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be
What about this overcrowded land?
How much more abuse from man can you stand?
My sweet Lord
My sweet Lord
My sweet Lord



What's Happening Brother

Hey baby, what'cha know good
I'm just gettin' back, but you knew I would
War is hell, when will it end,
When will people start gettin' together again
Are things really gettin' better, like the newspaper said
What else is new my friend, besides what I read
Can't find no work, can't find no job my friend
Money is tighter than it's ever been
Say man, I just don't understand
What's going on across this land
Ah what's happening brother,
Oh ya, what's happening my man
Are they still gettin' down where we used to go and dance
Will our ball club win the pennant,
do you think they have a chance
And tell me friend, how in the world have you been.
Tell me what's out and I want to know what's in.
What's the deal man, what's happening
What's happening brother
Ah what's happening brother
What's happening my man
Ah what's happening brother
What's been shaken up and down the line
I want to know cause I'm slightly behind the time.

All lyrics - Marvin Gaye

[Ramona_A_Stone]

I'd like to send these next two out to our Australian allies.

An uncertain spotlight is shining on you
An uncertain spotlight is burning for you
I lit it up with an engine, now its rolling for you
And a thousand little golden eyes are watching over the hillside

Into this valley of discontent
Let everybody see them trees untwisted
Into this valley of discontent
Let everybody see them trees untwisted

You may think the night is over
And you may think this dream is finished
Well you may think that big daddy's claw
Has already thrown the switch

It's early days yet Jack, it's early days
It's early days yet Jack, it's early days

An uncertain spotlight is shining on you
An uncertain spotlight is burning for you
It's early days yet Jack, it's early days
You'll be cleaning your scars soon
You'll be living in a Savlon world
You'll be giving orders and taking them too
Just like them aging gun-runners do
An uncertain spotlight is shining on you

Hunters & Collectors - It's Early Days -The Jaws of Life - 1982

Good evening friends
Better come gather round here on this sabbath Sunday
Come on and slap your hands
There's a hot wind and it's blowing through our town
After the storm, after the fire
Don't teach your boys to kill
And when is the storm?
When is the fire?
When all your women are still
I say when all your women are still

Curse it hard, curse it good
Make a lesson and nail its hide to the neighbourhood
I say curse it hard, curse it good
Make a lesson and nail its hide to the neighbourhood
Neighbourhood

And I took a blanket
And I wrapped it around her, around her sweet old head
Down in the river, that's where I found her
Now pretty soon now she's going to be dead
So after the storm, after the fire
Don't teach your boys to kill
Hear me, when is the storm?
When is the fire?
When all your women are still
I say when all your women are still

So curse it hard, curse it good
Make a lesson and nail its hide to the neighbourhood
Curse it hard, curse it good
Make a lesson and nail its hide to the neighbourhood
Hear me, neighbourhood
Neighbourhood

Hunters & Collectors - Curse - The Fireman's Curse - 1983

[JackSpratts]

Tin soldiers and Nixon coming,
We're finally on our own.
This summer I hear the drumming,
Four dead in Ohio.

Gotta get down to it
Soldiers are gunning us down
Should have been done long ago.
What if you knew her
And found her dead on the ground
How can you run when you know?

Gotta get down to it
Soldiers are gunning us down
Should have been done long ago.
What if you knew her
And found her dead on the ground
How can you run when you know?

Tin soldiers and Nixon coming,
We're finally on our own.
This summer I hear the drumming,
Four dead in Ohio.

Ohio, Niel Young

[Ramona_A_Stone]

(not much need)
distraught
wake up in sweat
something is very different
no water hot or cold
walk out in the street greet the morning gun battles
needless
no need to understand
in a foreign land with gun in hand
killing is respected a way of showing faith
within a country's need to exercise death penalities
where were you
now in the chair to burn
twenty years ago killing reds in 'nam

who is worse when war is far away?
not much for sympathy a number count of casualties
return so burned with nothing left to learn
murder now invigorates the unwashed bloody hands
kill again
let the family burn
do little to comfort anguishing
no decision could ever warrant this
war is just a childrens game
no pretending
dead
why?

dear god
whom we project
its useless killing children to satisfy the arms budget

who walks right or left a child won't give a damn

nations arise to reason
the conceptions threatened for economic steps
is it time to shut down and lay to rest the bomb
that servant suicide object worshipped like a god

be there now blown clear the human race
what use is there of figures
wrote wordless statistic
names and numbers now seem out of place
a paper representating life blowing down the street

kill again

Skinny Puppy - Second Tooth - Cleanse Fold & Manipulate - 1987