Musical Worldview: Marvin Gaye, "Inner City Blues (Make Me Holler)"
“Rockets, moon shots
Spend it on the have nots
Money, we make it
Fore we see it you take it”
“Rockets, moon shots
Spend it on the have nots
Money, we make it
Fore we see it you take it”
“Stop your fooling around,
Time to straighten right out.
Better think of your future
Else you'll wind up in jail.
Rudy, A message to you you,
Rudy, A message to you.”
“it takes time to build
(It takes a second to wreck it)
it takes time to build”
“We're all gonna die
Prescriptions and pills
So live true your shine
Don't live unfulfilled
Life's a free climb
No ropes
Let go of the mind
Lie back and float”
“I saw a preacher man in cuffs
He'd taken money from the church
He'd stuffed his bank account with righteous dollar bills
But even still I can't say much
Because I know we're all the same
Oh yes, we all seek out to satisfy those thrills”
Visit Cage the Elephant’s website
Follow Cage the Elephant at Facebook
Follow Cage the Elephant at Twitter
Purchase Cage the Elephant’s music at Amazon
Follow the Musical Worldview posts.
Browse all the installments in the Musical Worldview Project
Browse the master list of all the Musical Worldview Project posts
“Find beauty in the mystery
there are some things we will never see
You don’t always have to have the answers to everything
Be still, you don’t always have to have an answer
Be still, you’ll be fine with a little bit of doubt.
Well, I’m figuring out you don’t always have to figure it out.”
“I hang with the laws of receiving and giving and living
if y'all are believing and evident knowledge is breathing,
inhale and out and topple the greedy.”
“Stay out of trouble if you can, boy
Don't let your mind set fool around
Don't let the whole world break you down
New day will come, around
Lay down your troubles if you can, girl
Don't let anybody steal your crown
Don't let the whole world break you down
New day will come, come around”
“Ohhh, war, I despise
Because it means destruction
Of innocent lives
War means tears
To thousands of mothers eyes
When their sons go to fight
And lose their lives
I said, war, huh
Good God, y'all
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing”
“I was once like you are now
And I know that it's not easy
To be calm when you've found
Something going on
But take your time, think a lot
Think of everything you've got
For you will still be here tomorrow
But your dreams may not”
“Ev'rybody's talking about
Bagism, Shagism, Dragism, Madism, Ragism, Tagism
This-ism, that-ism, is-m, is-m, is-m
All we are saying is give peace a chance”
The SBC chose to sing "Modest is Hottest." Maybe this should have been their theme song . . .
“If you could love me as a wife.
For my wedding gift your life.
Should that be all I ever need?
Is there more I'm looking for?
Should I read between the lines?
Look for blessings in the skies?
Make me handsome rich and white.
Is that really what you want?
'Cause I am a whore I do confess.
I put you on just like a wedding dress,
And I run down the aisle,
Run down the aisle.
I am a prodigal with no way home.
I put you on just like a ring of gold,
And I run down the aisle,
Run down the aisle, to you.
Could you love this bastard child?
No, I don't trust you to provide.
With one hand in a pot of gold
And the other in your side.
'Cause I am so easily satisfied.
With the call of a lover's soul as wild.
I would take a little cash
Over your very flesh and blood.
'Cause I am a whore I do confess.
I put you on just like a wedding dress,
And I run down the aisle,
Run down the aisle.
I am a prodigal with no way home.
I put you on just like a ring of gold
And I run down the aisle,
Run down the aisle, to you.
'Cause money cannot buy
A husbnd's jealous eye.,
When you have knowingly
Deceived his wife.
'Cause I am a whore I do confess.
I put you on just like a wedding dress,
And I run down the aisle,
Run down the aisle.
I am a prodigal with no way home.
I put you on just like a ring of gold,
And I run down the aisle,
Run down the aisle, to you.
'Cause I am a whore I do confess.
I put you on just like a wedding dress,
And I run down the aisle,
Run down the aisle.
I am a prodigal with no way home.
I put you on just like a ring of gold,
And I run down the aisle,
Run down the aisle, to you.”
“Who's your brother? Who's your sister?
You just walked passed him
I think you missed her
As we're all migrating to a place where our father lives
Because we married into a family of immigrants
So my first allegiance is not to a flag, a country or a man
No, my first allegiance is not to democracy or blood
It's to a King and a kingdom
There are two great lies that I've heard
"The day you eat of the fruit of that tree, you will not surely die"
And that Jesus Christ was a white, middle-class republican
And if you wanna be saved, you have to learn to be like Him
So my first allegiance is not to a flag, a country or a man
No, my first allegiance is not to democracy or blood
It's to a King and a kingdom
But nothing unifies like a common enemy
And we've got one, sure as hell
He may be living in your house
He may be raising up your kids
He may be sleeping with your wife
Oh no, he may not look like you think”
“Our freedom of speech is freedom or death
We got to fight the powers that be
Lemme hear you say
Fight the power”
“I just wanna see
'Cause I cant feel a thing around me
I'll tell you how to fly
If you wanna soar high and be free
Don't tell me what to say
'Cause I will find a way to be seen
Don’t leave me alone
'Cause we’ve only just begun”
“I ain't no preaching man
Don't know what to do
I've got those slowly sinking reformed Baptist blues”
Visit the official Tragically Hip website
Follow the Tragically Hip at Facebook
Follow the Tragically Hip at Twitter
Purchase the Tragically Hip’s music at Amazon
Browse all the installments in the Musical Worldview Project
Browse the alphabetical master list of all the Musical Worldview Project posts so far
Musical Worldview Project (Finding wisdom in in lyrics): Instrumental Edition: Art Blakey and the Jazz Messengers, “Freedom Rider.”
“Reach out your hand if your cup be empty
If your cup is full, may it be again
Let it be known there is a fountain
That was not made by the hands of men”
Visit the Grateful Dead’s official website
Follow the Grateful Dead on Facebook
Follow Grateful Dead on Twitter
Purchase Grateful Dead music on Amazon
Follow the Musical Worldview posts
Browse all the installments in the Musical Worldview Project
Browse the master list of all the Musical Worldview Project posts
“I knew a boy once, when I was small
A tow-head blond, with eyes of salt
He played the drum in the marching band
His parents cared more about the Bible
Than being good to their own child
He wore long sleeves 'cause of his dad”