(These lyrics put to song here)
Why do the bells toll, daddy?
For humanity, for
the triumph of democracy. The Cold War is finally over. Now we can all be free…
Free…
To
buy anything we want, and to feel inadequate when we can’t even afford to buy
the things we need.
Free…
to
compromise our human dignity just so that we can get a miserable minimum wage
job at a dehumanizing fast food labor camp;
Free…
to
lose good union jobs as greedy corporations outsource to the global
South where they can pollute the environment and exploit workers easier than
ever.
But daddy, aren’t
we free, I feel free…
Free…
to
be searched without a warrant, arrested on suspicion, judged and punished on
the spot by psycho robocops with a vengeance.
Free…
to
not be able to afford a decent place to live thanks to crafty real estate
speculators who take over our inner city neighborhoods so they can build luxury
condominiums for upper mobile yuppie hordes.
Free…
to
be controlled by a media answering to corporate interests.
But daddy I am
free, we are all now free…
Free…
to
participate in the democratic process if you can afford to buy into it, or if
you don’t get shot, co-opted or locked up while trying.
Free...
to get indoctrinated into submission at a decaying public school where you can graduate
without knowing how to read or write, set free from there, of course, to attend
the mediocre institution of higher learning of your choice, where you can learn
any number of corporate surrogate professions that teach you how to maximize
your ability to squeeze a living out of one another’s needs, pains, desires and
fears…
But Daddy I AM
FREE!!!
Free…
to
be drowned in a sea of mindless sedating entertainment where one is constantly
humiliated and degraded by crude stereotypes or made to feel inept by cocaine realities
fabricated by corporate whores around a Hollywood pool party…
Free…
to
self-destruct as we seek answers to a human condition which seems to no longer
exist…
Free…
to
grow old without dignity, scavenged upon by TV evangelists, who, for a
considerable piece of your dog food budget social security check will intervene
in your behalf with GOD himself in at least twenty known languages and four or
five unknown ones
Free…
to
join the new order or face the consequences,
Oppress,
or be oppress,
Join
the new order or face the consequences,
Oppress,
or be oppress,
free
at last,
free
at last.
free at last.
Oppress,
or be oppressed.
Adrián Boutureira-Austin 1996
I hear you, well said -how f up it all is.
ReplyDeleteGreat song
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