How about Angels of Deception by THE THE…here’s the chorus
CHORUS
Jesus Wept. Jesus CHRIST.
I can’t see for the tear gas, & the dollar signs in my eyes.
Well, whats a man got left to fight for
when he’s bought his freedom
by the look of this human jungle
It aint just the poor who’ll be bleeding!
Most everyone round here thinks they’re something special
that destiny will be kind—
While they’re digging for gold, diving for pearls,
& aiming for heaven from this man made world.
Come on down—the devil’s in town
He’s brought you sticks and stones
to bust your neighbors bones,
he’s stuck his missiles in your gardens,
& his theories down your throat—
& god knows what your gonna do with him
Cos I certainly don’t
or Armageddon Days also by The The
They’re 5 miles high as the crow flies
leavin’ vapour trails against a blood red sky
Movin’ in from the East toward the West
with Balaclava helmets over their heads, yes!
But if you think that Jesus Christ is coming
Honey you’ve got another thing coming
If he ever finds out who’s hi-jacked his name
He’ll cut out his heart and turn in his grave
Islam is rising
The Christians mobilising
The world is on its elbows and knees
It’s forgotten the message and worships the creeds
It’s war, she cried, It’s war, she cried, this is war
Drop your possessions, all you simple folk
You will fight them on the beaches in your underclothes
You will thank the good lord for raising the union jack
You’ll watch the ships out of harbour
and the bodies come floating back
If the real Jesus Christ were to stand up today
He’d be gunned down by the C.I.A.
Oh, the lights that now burn brightest behind stained glass
Will cast the darkest shadows upon the human heart
But God didn’t build himself that throne
God doesn’t live in Israel or Rome
God belong to the yankee dollar
God doesn’t plant the bombs for Hezbollah
God doesn’t even go to church
And God won’t send us down to Allah to burn
No, God will remind us what we already know
That the human race is about to reap what it’s sown
The world is on its elbows and knees
It’s forgotten the message and worships the creeds
Armageddon days are here again
or The Last Resort by the Eagles
She came from Providence, the one in Rhode Island
where the old world shadows hang heavy in the air.
She packed her hopes and dreams like a refugee,
just as her father came across the sea.
She heard about a place people were smilin’,
they spoke about the red man’s way, how they loved the land.
And they came from everywhere to the Great Divide
seeking a place to stand or a place to hide.
Down in the crowded bars out for a good time,
can’t wait to tell you all what it’s like up there.
And they called it paradise, I don’t know why.
Somebody laid the mountains low while the town got high.
Then the chilly winds blew down across the desert,
through the canyons of the coast to the Malibu
where the pretty people play hungry for power
to light their neon way and give them things to do.
Some rich man came and raped the land, nobody caught ‘em,
put up a bunch of ugly boxes and, Jesus, people bought ‘em.
And they called it paradise, the place to be,
they watched the hazy sun sinking in the sea.
You can leave it all behind and sail to Lahaina
just like the missionaries did so many years ago.
They even brought a neon sign ‘Jesus is Coming’,
brought the white man’s burden down, brought the white man’s reign.
Who will provide the grand design, what is yours and what is mine?
‘Cause there is no more new frontier, we have got to make it here.
We satisfy our endless needs and justify our bloody deeds
in the name of destiny and in the name of God.
And you can see them there on Sunday morning
stand up and sing about what it’s like up there.
They called it paradise, I don’t know why.
You call some place paradise - kiss it goodbye.
...haven’t posted in a while but saw this thread and these three songs came right to me…oooh now I need to go listen to The Last Resort.
-CaraB
