solsbury hill ---peter gabriel
Who wrote MY COUNTRY TIS OF THY PEOPLE YOU'RE DYING
Peter Gabriel
"Solsbury Hill"
Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing stretching every nerve
Had to listen had no choice
I did not believe the information
(I) just had to trust imagination
My heart going boom boom boom
"Son," he said "Grab your things,
I've come to take you home."
To keepin' silence I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning water into wine
Open doors would soon be shut
So I went from day to day
Tho' my life was in a rut
"Till I thought of what I'd say
Which connection I should cut
I was feeling part of the scenery
I walked right out of the machinery
My heart going boom boom boom
"Hey" he said "Grab your things
I've come to take you home."
(Back home.)
When illusion spin her net
I'm never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free
Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes but still can see
No on taught them etiquette
I will show another me
Today I don't need a replacement
I'll tell them what the smile on my face meant
My heart going boom boom boom
"Hey" I said "You can keep my things,
they've come to take me home."
Back to the Seventies: Name the Tune, author, and album.
Love is only what we come to live
The waking, breathing, and all we give
A crystal passing reflected in our eyes
Elcipsing all the jealousy and lies
Look at me
I believe it's true
You're a part of me
I'm a part of you
Buffy Marie-Saint
Now that your big eyes have finally opened,
Now that you're wondering how must they feel,
Meaning them that you've chased across America's movie screens.
Now that you're wondering how can it be real
That the ones you've called colorful, noble and proud
In your school propaganda
They starve in their splendor?
You've asked for my comment I simply will render:
My country 'tis of thy people you're dying.
Now that the longhouses breed superstition
You force us to send our toddlers away
To your schools where they're taught to despise their traditions.
You forbid them their languages, then further say
That American history really began
When Columbus set sail out of Europe, then stress
That the nation of leeches that conquered this land
Are the biggest and bravest and boldest and best.
And yet where in your history books is the tale
Of the genocide basic to this country's birth,
Of the preachers who lied, how the Bill of Rights failed,
How a nation of patriots returned to their earth?
And where will it tell of the Liberty Bell
As it rang with a thud
O'er Kinzua mud,
And of brave Uncle Sam in Alaska this year?
My country 'tis of thy people you're dying.
Hear how the bargain was made for the West:
With her shivering children in zero degrees,
Blankets for your land, so the treaties attest,
Oh well, blankets for land is a bargain indeed,
And the blankets were those Uncle Sam had collected
From smallpox-diseased dying soldiers that day.
And the tribes were wiped out and the history books censored,
A hundred years of your statesmen have felt it's better this way.
And yet a few of the conquered have somehow survived,
Their blood runs the redder though genes have paled.
From the Gran Canyon's caverns to craven sad hills
The wounded, the losers, the robbed sing their tale.
From Los Angeles County to upstate New York
The white nation fattens while others grow lean;
Oh the tricked and evicted they know what I mean.
My country 'tis of thy people you're dying.
The past it just crumbled, the future just threatens;
Our life blood shut up in your chemical tanks.
And now here you come, bill of sale in your hands
And surprise in your eyes that we're lacking in thanks
For the blessings of civilization you've brought us,
The lessons you've taught us, the ruin you've wrought us --
Oh see what our trust in America's brought us.
My country 'tis of thy people you're dying.
Now that the pride of the sires receives charity,
Now that we're harmless and safe behind laws,
Now that my life's to be known as your "heritage,"
Now that even the graves have been robbed,
Now that our own chosen way is a novelty --
Hands on our hearts we salute you your victory,
Choke on your blue white and scarlet hypocrisy
Pitying the blindness that you've never seen
That the eagles of war whose wings lent you glory
They were never no more than carrion crows,
Pushed the wrens from their nest, stole their eggs, changed their story;
The mockingbird sings it, it's all that he knows.
"Ah what can I do?" say a powerless few
With a lump in your throat and a tear in your eye --
Can't you see that their poverty's profiting you.
My country 'tis of thy people you're dying.
(I seem to be a day late and a dollar short in answering these things in time...ferrous)
ferrous
You got the last one first.
Ole Hick'ry said he didn't give a damn
He would whip the britches off of Colonel Packingham
Name the song, please.
in 1814 we took a little trip
down to new orleans on the mighty missiip
we took a little bacon and we took a little beans
It was a moonlit night in old Mexico
I wandered alone between some adobe haciendas
Suddenly I heard the plaintive cry of a young Mexican girl
La la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
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You better come home Speedy Gonzales
Away from Cannery Row
Stop all of your drinkin
And flirtin with a floozy named Flo
What is the song Jiminy Cricket sings?
The heart going boom, boom, boom gave it away
'Salsbury Hill' by Peter Gabriel.
Jeez, ya gotta be fast round here....
Jiminy Cricket sang many songs, including my favorite:
E-N-C-Y-C-L-O-P-E-D-I-A
but you meant
When you wish upon a star. from Pinnochio.
That song was also the theme for what TV show???
Disneyland, later Wonderful World of Disney
Johnny Cash sang the theme for what t.v. series? I don't mean his own show.
Hi everyone....
trying to catch up.....
ferrous asked a question, up above, and I don't think it was answered....
Back to the Seventies: Name the Tune, author, and album.
Love is only what we come to live
The waking, breathing, and all we give
A crystal passing reflected in our eyes
Elcipsing all the jealousy and lies
Look at me
I believe it's true
You're a part of me
I'm a part of you
.......ferrous, these lyrics were right on the tip of my tongue..... thanks to the help of Google, I found the answer (and found an interesting biography of the band, too!)
"For Yasgur's Farm" by Mountain, on their 1970 album "Climbing"
Hi edgar......
the answer to the Johnny Cash question......
"The Ballad Of Palidan", from "Have Gun Will Travel"
