Category Archives: songs

Thoughts Are Free: “Die Gedanken sind frei”

Via: Wikipedia

Die Gedanken sind frei” is a German song about the freedom of thought. The original lyricist and the composer are unknown, though the most popular version was rendered by Hoffmann von Fallersleben in 1842.

The idea represented in the title—that thoughts are free—was expressed as early as in antiquity[1] and became prominent again in the Middle Ages, when Walther von der Vogelweide (c.1170–1230) wrote: joch sint iedoch gedanke frî (“yet still thoughts are free”).[2] In the 12th century, Austrian minnesinger Dietmar von Aist (presumably) had composed the song Gedanke die sint ledic vrî (“only thoughts are free”). About 1229, Freidank wrote: diu bant mac nieman vinden, diu mîne gedanke binden. (“this band may no one twine, that will my thoughts confine”).

The song was important to certain anti-Nazi resistance movements in Germany.

1. Thoughts are free, who can guess them?
They fly by like nocturnal shadows.
No man can know them, no hunter can shoot them
with powder and lead: Thoughts are free!

2. I think what I want, and what delights me,
still always reticent, and as it is suitable.
My wish and desire, no one can deny me
and so it will always be: Thoughts are free!

3. And if I am thrown into the darkest dungeon,
all these are futile works,
because my thoughts tear all gates
and walls apart: Thoughts are free!

4. So I will renounce my sorrows forever,
and never again will torture myself with whimsies.
In one’s heart, one can always laugh and joke
and think at the same time: Thoughts are free!

5. I love wine, and my girl even more,
Only her I like best of all.
I’m not alone with my glass of wine,
my girl is with me: Thoughts are free!

 

 

 

President-Elect Donald J. Trump: “Yippee Ki-Yay” To The Establishment

 

Trump vs. the Establishment

by William F. Jasper

Hedge fund billionaires, Wall Street mega-bankers, Hollywood movie moguls, RINOs (Republicans In Name Only), ultra-Left “Progressive” Democrats, and Big Media journalistas have all ganged up on one man. Together with an AstroTurf army of neocon pundits, radical academics, student activists, and street agitators funded by the Big Foundations and Big Government, they have united to stop that one man: Donald J. Trump.

George Soros, David Rockefeller, Bill Gates, Warren Buffett, Michael Bloomberg, Steven Spielberg, Jeff Bezos, and a bevy of other uber-rich titans have teamed up with National Review, the Weekly Standard, the New York Times, the Washington Post, CNN, MSNBC, CBS, ABC, NPR, et al., to ensure that “The Donald” never makes it into the White House.

Read the full article

 

 

 

(‘yippee-ki-yay’ song) I’m an Old Cowhand (from the Rio Grande) by Bing Crosby

A brief history of yippee-ki-yay

 

 

 

 

‘Climate Astronauts’: Propaganda Aimed at Kids

 


“Give me four years to teach the children and the seed I have sown will never be uprooted.”- Vladimir I. Lenin

Via: thepeoplescube.com

C’mon, komrades, you don’t have to be a Young Pioneer to follow these instructions, we are all children in the State’s eyes, and many are already compliant! I won’t be bathing, brushing my teeth, or leaving the house unless I am called upon for Revolutionary Activities, in which I just won’t bathe or brush. Lets make our government be out of this world!


Lyrics:

We are astronauts, and we can see
We are astronauts, what’s good for you
We are astronauts, no plastic bags
We are astronauts, don’t waste the food
We are astronauts, turn out the lights
We are astronauts, in the night
We are astronauts, don’t need no cars
We are astronauts, we go by bike

We are climate, climate astronauts
We are climate, climate astronauts

[…]

Boys and girls around the world
Can you hear us
We are loud
We don’t need no CO2
What we need is me and you
And, our solar rockets
We rocket, rocket

We are astronauts, we plant the trees
We are astronauts, we go by feet
We are astronauts, we save the world
We are astronauts, when we brush our teeth
We are astronauts, don’t need no bath
We are astronauts, at every day
We are astronauts, we love you earth
We are astronauts, and we will say

We are climate, climate astronauts

[…]

 

IN A FEW YEARS MEET:

WORSHIP ‘BIG BROTHER’ ?   YEAH RIGHT!

 

 

 

 

David Patrick Carter Questions The Ruling Elite

 

 

David Patrick Carter throws out some interesting questions on the topic of the ruling elite in England. He questions the validity of the Queen of England, he links his research to David Icke, Alex Jones and Joel Skousen from the World Affairs Brief. The global population is under attack from the air, the water and the food, we are controlled by the banks and we need to wake up before it is beyond our control.

 

 

 

 

 

Insane base jumping / bike parkour

 

Malvina Reynolds / Little Boxes

 

CSNY: What are their names?     Let’s impeach the President for lying

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Old Macdonald Had A Farm: Out With The Old – In With The New

Old MacDonald had a farm, ei ei oh! And on that farm he had some cows, ei ei oh! With a hormone here, and a hormone there, here a moan, there a moan, everywhere a hormone…

Old MacDonald had a farm, ei ei oh!

And on that farm he sprayed some crops, ei ei oh. With some GMOs here and a pesticide there, here a spray, there a spray, everywhere a spray, spray…

a small cage here and a tight cage there...

here a moan, there a moan… everywhere a spray, spray

Old MacDonald had a farm, ei ei oh!

 

 

New MacDonald had a farm. ei , ei, oh! And on that farm the animals roamed. ei , ei, oh! With a pasture here and some open space there. Here they roam, there they roam and never any hormones.

New MacDonald had a farm. ei , ei, oh!

And that farm was chemical-free with no GMOs …with dark soil here and  organic crops there. Toxic pesticides can say goodbye. No more toxins in our lives.

New MacDonald had a farm. ei , ei, oh!

 

 

No More Taxes

 

 

 

A Politician’s Mantra

Tax his land,
Tax his bed,
Tax the table,
At which he’s fed.

Tax his tractor,
Tax his mule,
Teach him taxes
Are the rule.

Tax his work,
Tax his pay,
He works for
Peanuts anyway!

Tax his cow,
Tax his goat,
Tax his pants,
Tax his coat.

Tax his ties,
Tax his shirt,
Tax his work,
Tax his dirt.

Tax his tobacco,
Tax his drink,
Tax him if he
Tries to think.

Tax his cigars,
Tax his beers,
If he cries
Tax his tears.

Tax his car,
Tax his gas,
Find other ways
To tax his ass.

Tax all he has
Then let him know
That you won’t be done
Till he has no dough.

When he screams and hollers;
Then tax him some more,
Tax him till
He’s good and sore.

Then tax his coffin,
Tax his grave,
Tax the soil in
Which he’s laid…

Put these words
Upon his tomb,
‘Taxes drove me
To my doom…’

When he’s gone,
Do not relax,
Its time to apply
The inheritance tax.             ~Anonymous

“IT’S A BOTTOMLESS PIT WHERE OUR MONEY GOES

THEY JUST TAKE IT AWAY TO WHERE NOBODY KNOWS

THEY’RE ROBBING US BLIND IT’S A CRYING SHAME

LET’S THROW ALL THE BUMS OUT THEY’RE ALL TO BLAME”    (Barry David Butler)

 

 

 

 

The Noose Is Tightening: A List Of Taxes You Pay That Didn’t Exist 100 Years Ago

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