You’ve come far

and though you’re far from the end,

You don’t mind where you are,

cause you know where you’ve been

“Despite all my rage I’m still just a rat in a cage”

&

“So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you could tell?
Did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here
We’re just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have we found
The same old fears
Wish you were here”

“Please tell me it’ll be okay”

Please Tell Me - Jon Worthy and the Bends

You load sixteen tons, what do you get?

Another day older and deeper in debt

Saint Peter, don’t you call me, 'cause I can’t go

I owe my soul to the company store

You can just replace company store with whatever capitalist institution owns you. 🫠

ABCDEFG…

All coppers are bastards

It’s when murder is justice that martyrs are made

A one gun salute for the new Independence Day

One Gun by Lamb of God

And love is made more powerful By the ongoing drama of shared experience And the synergy of a kind of symbiotic empathy, or something

You can check out, but you can never leave.

Deine Gewalt ist nur ein stummer Schrei nach Liebe

Deine Springerstiefel sehnen sich nach Zärtlichkeit

Du hast nie gelernt, dich zu artikulieren

Und deine Eltern hatten niemals für dich Zeit

Oh-ho-ho, Arschloch!

I only lived in Germany for a bit, but this one stuck in my head pretty hard. Schrei nach Liebe by Die Ärzte

Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do
Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do.

Everybody knows that the dice are loaded, Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed, Everybody knows the war is over, Everybody knows the good guys lost, Everybody knows the fight was fixed, The poor stay poor, the rich get rich, That’s how it goes, Everybody knows

Everybody knows that the boat is leaking, Everybody knows the captain lied, Everybody got this broken feeling, Like their father or their dog just died, Everybody talking to their pockets, Everybody wants a box of chocolates, And a long-stem rose, Everybody knows…

If you choose not to decide you still have made a choice. - Freewill by Rush.

Fuckin magnets, how do they work?

• The bards Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope

Yes I know my enemies; They’re the teachers who taught me to fight me. Compromise, Conformity, Assimilation, Submission, Ignorance, Hypocrisy, Brutality, The elite - All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams
All of which are American dreams