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Songs of My People
Vostok Lake is folk music for the 22nd century
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Take charge
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» highest in charts: # 1944 (277,849 songs currently listed in Electronic)
» highest in sub-genre: # 82 (3,888 songs currently listed in Electronic > Electro)
» highest in sub-genre: # 82 (3,888 songs currently listed in Electronic > Electro)
About the song
There are cotton-picking songs, coal mining songs, car factory songs... no dull white collar office songs. This is a first step to remedy this. When the revolution breaks out and the bosses are hanged by their ties, they'll be singing Vostok Lake songs.
Lyrics
We spend our spare time watching crappy TV
Or swapping cute pictures of cats
We work for far less that we thought we were worth
But we try not to dwell upon that
We work in a whitecollar office based world
It’s harder to do than you’d think
I’ll sing you the songs of my people
And maybe you’ll buy me a drink.
History’s past generations
All had their manner of song
They kept up their spirits in mines and plantations
In rhythm the working day long
The rhythm today is the clack of the keys
And the groans as computers break down
I’ll sing you the songs of my people
And maybe you’ll buy me a round.
We are the anonymous legions
Who keep the whole show on the road
In retail, we handle the money
The call centres handle the load
They keep us so far separated
But Telecom keeps us all joined
I’ll sing you the songs of my people
And maybe you’ll throw me a coin.
In every era, the subjects
Portrayed in the popular song
Are similar – sex, drugs and violence
And how that mean ex did you wrong
And what you would do to the people in charge
If ever you got off your knees -
I’ll sing you the songs of my people
On topical themes such as these.
We’re growing our own secret culture
Distributed over the Net
Don’t tell them we’re planning a breakthrough
We don’t want to spill the beans yet
The media don’t tell our stories
The papers won’t say we exist
So I’ll sing you the songs of our people
And maybe you’ll give me a kiss.
Or swapping cute pictures of cats
We work for far less that we thought we were worth
But we try not to dwell upon that
We work in a whitecollar office based world
It’s harder to do than you’d think
I’ll sing you the songs of my people
And maybe you’ll buy me a drink.
History’s past generations
All had their manner of song
They kept up their spirits in mines and plantations
In rhythm the working day long
The rhythm today is the clack of the keys
And the groans as computers break down
I’ll sing you the songs of my people
And maybe you’ll buy me a round.
We are the anonymous legions
Who keep the whole show on the road
In retail, we handle the money
The call centres handle the load
They keep us so far separated
But Telecom keeps us all joined
I’ll sing you the songs of my people
And maybe you’ll throw me a coin.
In every era, the subjects
Portrayed in the popular song
Are similar – sex, drugs and violence
And how that mean ex did you wrong
And what you would do to the people in charge
If ever you got off your knees -
I’ll sing you the songs of my people
On topical themes such as these.
We’re growing our own secret culture
Distributed over the Net
Don’t tell them we’re planning a breakthrough
We don’t want to spill the beans yet
The media don’t tell our stories
The papers won’t say we exist
So I’ll sing you the songs of our people
And maybe you’ll give me a kiss.
