Manic Street Preachers - If You Tolerate This Your Children Will Be Next

Good song, yet again,,, Nothing else doesn't come to my mind, exept; ENJOY!! :D This was released in 1998.

The future teaches you to be alone

The present to be afraid and cold

"So if I can shoot rabbits then I can shoot fascists"

Bullets for your brain today

But we'll forget it all again

Monuments put from pen to paper

Turns me into a gutless wonder

And if you tolerate this then your children will be next

And if you tolerate this then your children will be next

Will be next, will be next, will be next

Gravity keeps my head down

Or is it maybe shame

At being so young and being so vain

Holes in your head today

But I'm a pacifist

I've walked La Ramblas but not with real intent

And if you tolerate this then your children will be next

And if you tolerate this then your children will be next

Will be next, will be next, will be next, yeah will be next

And on the street tonight

An old man plays with newspaper cuttings of his glory days

And if you tolerate this then your children will be next

And if you tolerate this then your children will be next

Will be next, will be next, will be next

Mark Knopfler - Sailing To Philadelphia

A little less know artist, Mark Knopfler. At least I dont know much about him, can't even tell another song from this. But this (Sailing To Philadelphia) is a good song. One hit wonder? Maybe, I gotta research the shit out of this... This was released in 2000.

A glass of wine with you, sir

And the ladies I'll enjoy

All Durham and Northumberland

Is measured up by my own hand

It was my fate from birth

To make my mark upon the earth

He calls me Charlie Mason

A stargazer am I

It seems that I was born

To chart the evening sky

They'd cut me out for baking bread

But I had other dreams instead

This baker's boy from the west country

Would join the Royal Society

We are sailing to Philadelphia

A world away from the coaly Tyne

Sailing to Philadelphia

To draw the line

A Mason-Dixon Line

Now you're a good surveyor, Dixon

But I swear you'll make me mad

The West will kill us both

You gullible Geordie lad

You talk of liberty

How can America be free

A Geordie and a baker's boy

In the forests of the Iroquois

Now hold your head up, Mason

See America lies there

The morning tide has raised

The capes of Delaware

Come up and feel the sun

A new morning has begun

Another day will make it clear

Why your stars should guide us here

We are sailing to Philadelphia

A world away from the coaly Tyne

Sailing to Philadelphia

To draw the line

A Mason-Dixon Line

Mike + The Mechanics - The Living Years

Mike + The Mechanics presents today's awesome song. You gotta love this! This was released in 1988.

Every generation

Blames the one before

And all of their frustrations

Come beating on your door

I know that I'm a prisoner

To all my Father held so dear

I know that I'm a hostage

To all his hopes and fears

I just wish I could have told him in the living years

Oh, crumpled bits of paper

Filled with imperfect thought

Stilted conversations

I'm afraid that's all we've got

You say you just don't see it

He says it's perfect sense

You just can't get agreement

In this present tense

We all talk a different language

Talking in defence

Say it loud (say it loud), say it clear (oh say it clear)

You can listen as well as you hear

It's too late (it's too late) when we die (oh when we die)

To admit we don't see eye to eye

So we open up a quarrel

Between the present and the past

We only sacrifice the future

It's the bitterness that lasts

So don't yield to the fortunes

You sometimes see as fate

It may have a new perspective

On a different day

And if you don't give up, and don't give in

You may just be okay

So say it loud, say it clear (oh say it clear)

You can listen as well as you hear

Because it's too late, it's too late (it's too late)

When we die (oh, when we die)

To admit we don't see eye to eye

I wasn't there that morning

When my Father passed away

I didn't get to tell him

All the things I had to say

I think I caught his spirit

Later that same year

I'm sure I heard his echo

In my baby's new born tears

I just wish I could have told him in the living years

Say it loud, say it clear (oh say it clear)

You can listen as well as you hear

It's too late (it's too late) when we die (it's too late when we die)

To admit we don't see eye to eye

So say it, say it, say it loud (say it loud)

Say it clear (come on say it clear)

Say it loud

(Don't give up, don't give in and don't look away 'til it's too late)

Say it clear

Say it loud (say it loud, say it loud)