Anti War songs
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Dismember
1916 - Motorhead
War Pigs - Black Sabbath
Why - Discharge
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War Pigs - Black Sabbath
Why - Discharge
That lot will put you off signing up
REDLAND
Active member
War All the Time - Thursday,
Standing on the edge of the palisades cliffs
In the shadow of the skyline very far away
A lightning rod that couldn’t pull the storm from me
I was 5 years old my best friends older brother died
He fell from these cliffs
The river washed him away the current pulled him downstream
And our lives float in the headlines, so we parked these cars
Parent’s garage
Listen to the lullaby
Of Carbon Monoxide
War all of the time
In the shadow of the New York skyline
We grew up too fast falling apart
Like the ashes of American flags
If the sun doesn't rise
We'll replace it with an H-bomb explosion
A painted jail cell of blood in the sky like Three Mile Island
Nightmares on TV they used to sing us to sleep
They burn on and on like an oil field
Or a memory of what it felt like
To burn on and on and not just fade away
All those nights in the basement the kids are still screaming
On and on and on and on
War all of the time
In the shadow of the New York skyline
We grew up too fast falling apart
Like the ashes of American flags
And we’re blowing in the wind
We don’t know where to land
So we kiss like little kids
We used to be very tall buildings
We’ve been falling for so long
Now your eyes follow the sign on the edge of town
They offer a welcome when you are leaving
War all of the time
In the shadow of the New York skyline
We grew up too fast falling apart
Like the ashes of American flags
The pieces fall it’s like a last day parade
And the fires in our streets start to rage,
so wave, to the people that long to wave back,
from the fabric of a flag that sang "love all of the time"
War all the time War all the time
All of the time
War all the time
War all the time
All of the time
All of the time
War all of the time
War all of the time
War all of the time
War all of the time
Standing on the edge of the palisades cliffs
In the shadow of the skyline very far away
A lightning rod that couldn’t pull the storm from me
I was 5 years old my best friends older brother died
He fell from these cliffs
The river washed him away the current pulled him downstream
And our lives float in the headlines, so we parked these cars
Parent’s garage
Listen to the lullaby
Of Carbon Monoxide
War all of the time
In the shadow of the New York skyline
We grew up too fast falling apart
Like the ashes of American flags
If the sun doesn't rise
We'll replace it with an H-bomb explosion
A painted jail cell of blood in the sky like Three Mile Island
Nightmares on TV they used to sing us to sleep
They burn on and on like an oil field
Or a memory of what it felt like
To burn on and on and not just fade away
All those nights in the basement the kids are still screaming
On and on and on and on
War all of the time
In the shadow of the New York skyline
We grew up too fast falling apart
Like the ashes of American flags
And we’re blowing in the wind
We don’t know where to land
So we kiss like little kids
We used to be very tall buildings
We’ve been falling for so long
Now your eyes follow the sign on the edge of town
They offer a welcome when you are leaving
War all of the time
In the shadow of the New York skyline
We grew up too fast falling apart
Like the ashes of American flags
The pieces fall it’s like a last day parade
And the fires in our streets start to rage,
so wave, to the people that long to wave back,
from the fabric of a flag that sang "love all of the time"
War all the time War all the time
All of the time
War all the time
War all the time
All of the time
All of the time
War all of the time
War all of the time
War all of the time
War all of the time
Juan Albion
Chicken Sniffer 3rd Class
Shipbuilding - Robert Wyatt or Elvis Costello
Tom Hark Preston Park
Will Post For Cash
- Jul 6, 2003
- 72,093
Tom Hark by The Piranhas
Does anybody know how long to World War Three?
I wanna know, I've gotta book me holidee.
They want me in the army, but I just can't go,
I'm far too busy listening to the radio
Does anybody know how long to World War Three?
I wanna know, I've gotta book me holidee.
They want me in the army, but I just can't go,
I'm far too busy listening to the radio
On the Left Wing
KIT NAPIER
Don't get me started on this one!
Masters of War
Hard Rain's a Gonna Fall
Let Me Die in My Footsteps
Blowin in the Wind
Licence to Kill
.................................... all by Bob Dylan
Universal Soldier ........... Donovan
Tealeaf Prophecy ................ Joni Mitchell
The Butcher's Song .............. The Zombies
Vietnam Blues ....................... Phil Ochs
Masters of War
Hard Rain's a Gonna Fall
Let Me Die in My Footsteps
Blowin in the Wind
Licence to Kill
.................................... all by Bob Dylan
Universal Soldier ........... Donovan
Tealeaf Prophecy ................ Joni Mitchell
The Butcher's Song .............. The Zombies
Vietnam Blues ....................... Phil Ochs
On the Left Wing
KIT NAPIER
Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
REDLAND
Active member
Not exactly anti-war but a great summary of society in these troubled times, shame its based on America because its true for over here,
Green Day
Don't wanna be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation that under the new media.
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mindfuck America.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
Convincing them to walk you.
Well maybe I'm the faggot America.
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.
Now everybody do the propaganda.
And sing along in the age of paranoia.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
Convincing them to walk you.
Don't wanna be an American idiot.
One nation controlled by the media.
Information nation of hysteria.
It's going out to idiot America.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
Convincing them to walk you.
Green Day
Don't wanna be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation that under the new media.
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mindfuck America.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
Convincing them to walk you.
Well maybe I'm the faggot America.
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.
Now everybody do the propaganda.
And sing along in the age of paranoia.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
Convincing them to walk you.
Don't wanna be an American idiot.
One nation controlled by the media.
Information nation of hysteria.
It's going out to idiot America.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
Convincing them to walk you.
Oh my god you have missed the most blindingly obvious choice: Perfectly Comfortable by Alan Fletcher AKA Karl kennedy from Neighbours.
Follow this link, you know you want to:
http://www.alanfletcher.net/peace/index.html
Follow this link, you know you want to:
http://www.alanfletcher.net/peace/index.html
On the Left Wing
KIT NAPIER
Peace Train - Cat Stevens
Country Joe and the fish . . . . .cant remember whats its called but it goes something like . . . . . .
and its 1, 2, 3 what are we fighting for, don't ask me I don't give a damn, next stop is vietnam
and its 5, 6, 7 open up the pearly getes, I aint got time to wonder why, whooppee we're all gonna die
and its 1, 2, 3 what are we fighting for, don't ask me I don't give a damn, next stop is vietnam
and its 5, 6, 7 open up the pearly getes, I aint got time to wonder why, whooppee we're all gonna die
Pevenseagull
meh
- Jul 20, 2003
- 20,571
Culture Club:
"war, war is stoopid
and people are stoopid"
Profound
"war, war is stoopid
and people are stoopid"
Profound
Mr Popkins
New member
19... Paul Hardcastle
Has to be the best ever
Or Enola Gay..OMD, not really anti war but makes you think about the atomic bombs devistation
Has to be the best ever
Or Enola Gay..OMD, not really anti war but makes you think about the atomic bombs devistation
Zeitgeist
New member
"Another mans cause" by the Levellers and the soon to be released "Not in my name" by the same group. 
I want no part of your new crusade, I want no part of the deals you've made.
I want no part of your new crusade, I want no part of the deals you've made.
Trufflehound
Re-enfranchised
Stiff Little Fingers - Wasted Life
"Stuff your f*cking armies,
Killing isn't my idea of fun..."
"Stuff your f*cking armies,
Killing isn't my idea of fun..."
¡Cereal Killer!
Whale Oil Beef Hooked
War? System of A Down
Boom System of A Down
Edwin Starr - War is my fav though
Boom System of A Down
Edwin Starr - War is my fav though
The Jam - A bomb in Wardour Street
Where the streets are paved with blood,
with cataclysmic overtones,
Fear and hate linger in the air,
A strictly no-go deadly zone.
I don't know what I'm doing here
'cause it's not my scene at all
There's an 'A' bomb in Wardour Street
They've called in the Army, they've called in the police to.
I'm stranded on the vortex floor,
My head's been kicked in and blood's started to pour
Through the haze I can see my girl
15 geezers got her pinned to the door
I try to reach her but fall back to the floor
'A' bomb in Wardour Street
It's blown up the West End, now it's spreading throughout the City,
'A' bomb in Wardour Street, it's blown up the City
Now it's spreading through the country.
Law and order take a turn for the worst,
In the shape of a size 10 boot.
Rape and murder throughout the land,
and they tell you that you're still a free man.
If this is freedom I don't understand
'cause it seems like madness to me.
'A' bomb in Wardour Street, Hate Bomb,
Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb.
A Phillistine nation, of degredation,
And hate and war. There must be more
It's Doctor Martin's A,P,O,C,A,L,Y,P,S,E,
Apocalypse!
Where the streets are paved with blood,
with cataclysmic overtones,
Fear and hate linger in the air,
A strictly no-go deadly zone.
I don't know what I'm doing here
'cause it's not my scene at all
There's an 'A' bomb in Wardour Street
They've called in the Army, they've called in the police to.
I'm stranded on the vortex floor,
My head's been kicked in and blood's started to pour
Through the haze I can see my girl
15 geezers got her pinned to the door
I try to reach her but fall back to the floor
'A' bomb in Wardour Street
It's blown up the West End, now it's spreading throughout the City,
'A' bomb in Wardour Street, it's blown up the City
Now it's spreading through the country.
Law and order take a turn for the worst,
In the shape of a size 10 boot.
Rape and murder throughout the land,
and they tell you that you're still a free man.
If this is freedom I don't understand
'cause it seems like madness to me.
'A' bomb in Wardour Street, Hate Bomb,
Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb.
A Phillistine nation, of degredation,
And hate and war. There must be more
It's Doctor Martin's A,P,O,C,A,L,Y,P,S,E,
Apocalypse!