What is your POLITICAL Theme Song and why

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V.A.S.T. - Free

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These lyrics sum it up best

You can't tell me what to do anymore
You can't tell me what to do anymore
Now I'm free, now I'm free, now I'm free

[Abbey Marie]

"Won't Get Fooled Again"

Meet the new boss,
Same as the old boss

[mundame]

"Won't Get Fooled Again"

Meet the new boss,
Same as the old boss


"Don't change horses in the middle of the stream
If you want to keep your britches dry!"


Uh-oh, is that out of date?

[midcan5]

As the fireworks go off...I was just home from basic training and tech school when friends asked if I wanted to go to Woodstock. I skipped it. I'm not sure you would call these songs patriotic but they are the best kind of patriotism as they helped stop a senseless war.

'be the first one on your block to have your boy come home in a box...'

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s5btZWbViPA

and here is a classic

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5_7C0QGkiVo

And I proceeded to tell him the story of the Alice's Restaurant Massacre,
with full orchestration and five part harmony and stuff like that and all
the phenome... - and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, did you ever
go to court?"

And I proceeded to tell him the story of the twenty seven eight-by-ten
colour glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and the paragraph on
the back of each one, and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, I want
you to go and sit down on that bench that says Group W .... NOW kid!!"

And I, I walked over to the, to the bench there, and there is, Group W's
where they put you if you may not be moral enough to join the army after
committing your special crime, and there was all kinds of mean nasty ugly
looking people on the bench there. Mother rapers. Father stabbers. Father
rapers! Father rapers sitting right there on the bench next to me! And
they was mean and nasty and ugly and horrible crime-type guys sitting on the
bench next to me. And the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one, the meanest
father raper of them all, was coming over to me and he was mean 'n' ugly
'n' nasty 'n' horrible and all kind of things and he sat down next to me
and said, "Kid, whad'ya get?" I said, "I didn't get nothing, I had to pay
$50 and pick up the garbage." He said, "What were you arrested for, kid?"
And I said, "Littering." And they all moved away from me on the bench
there, and the hairy eyeball and all kinds of mean nasty things, till I
said, "And creating a nuisance." And they all came back, shook my hand,
and we had a great time on the bench, talkin about crime, mother stabbing,
father raping, all kinds of groovy things that we was talking about on the
bench. And everything was fine, we was smoking cigarettes and all kinds of
things, until the Sargeant came over, had some paper in his hand, held it
up and said.

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