Photo: I googled ridicule and found the perfect picture, was looking for something historical. Song by Citizen Fish has an awesome message for these times.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SlqjrGcqR6U
footage of Citizen fish playing it.
Lyrics:
Growling as I stare at smiles from the other side of the street/is it the
speed I'm walking at or the shoes upon my feet?/I couldn't afford the baseball
boots that's not the game I play/and if you'd rather hang about I won't get in
your way/if the words you backhand to your friend were meant for me to hear/
I'll show you a better way to spend your time over a beer/or a coffee - come
on mutant-head! let's drop the social games/call it a bluff or call it enough
but quit calling eachother names/there's hardly any difference in the nature of
the threat/some like to be remembered by the reaction they can get/others need
security in a certain social set/both are too aware of what they yet still have
to get/is no one ever satisfied with being what they are?/if you show me all
your barbed wire I'll only show you scars/but tell me where you got it from
and what it costs in friends/and I'll start to get a picture of a person not
a trend/ignorance and affinity to outside influence/rejects the inner feeling
at anyone's expense/what provoked attack was the nature of defence/the weak
are strong in knowing that such strength is all pretence/so while you're
staring at me I'll be grinning back at you/at various intensities we'll both
know that it's true/that what eachother represents is an image we've been fed/If
I'm a fucking waste of space than you're a mutant head/so let's discuss these
attitudes and find some common ground/just doing that is ground enough to
exorcise the sound, of insults, sights of malice, inbred scorn and ignorance/
once beyond the posing we can find the relevance
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SlqjrGcqR6U
footage of Citizen fish playing it.
Lyrics:
Growling as I stare at smiles from the other side of the street/is it the
speed I'm walking at or the shoes upon my feet?/I couldn't afford the baseball
boots that's not the game I play/and if you'd rather hang about I won't get in
your way/if the words you backhand to your friend were meant for me to hear/
I'll show you a better way to spend your time over a beer/or a coffee - come
on mutant-head! let's drop the social games/call it a bluff or call it enough
but quit calling eachother names/there's hardly any difference in the nature of
the threat/some like to be remembered by the reaction they can get/others need
security in a certain social set/both are too aware of what they yet still have
to get/is no one ever satisfied with being what they are?/if you show me all
your barbed wire I'll only show you scars/but tell me where you got it from
and what it costs in friends/and I'll start to get a picture of a person not
a trend/ignorance and affinity to outside influence/rejects the inner feeling
at anyone's expense/what provoked attack was the nature of defence/the weak
are strong in knowing that such strength is all pretence/so while you're
staring at me I'll be grinning back at you/at various intensities we'll both
know that it's true/that what eachother represents is an image we've been fed/If
I'm a fucking waste of space than you're a mutant head/so let's discuss these
attitudes and find some common ground/just doing that is ground enough to
exorcise the sound, of insults, sights of malice, inbred scorn and ignorance/
once beyond the posing we can find the relevance
I was just noticing how much "Ignorance and affinity to outside influence, rejects the inner feeling at anyone's expense" rings similar to verses from the Ribhu Gita. Maybe Dick Lucas from Citizen Fish is the punk Ribhu.
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