an out and out funk metal song, we built this song on a bassline and then added some interesting lyrics to it. Enjoy !
alternative
rock
funk
metal
new age
groove
india
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Story behind the song
We wrote this song for a peace concert and it was around the time George Bush declared war on Iraq. So, it came about as a protest song...we can't quite imagine how Bush was re-elected ! anyway, it's a totally funky singalong song..and we had a blast recording it !
Lyrics
VERSE 1 :
In the name of the red, white and blue,
you've been twisting all that is true.
Holy wars for the pretend crusaders
Black gold's lust lures the invaders.
Like the muthafucka' screams into the microphone
or the idiots who follow him like a drone
Lose yourself in the battle criws, disillusioned,
fightin for peace ain't my solution.
CHORUS :
Uncle Damn, you bombed Saddam
but don't kill the clan, to kill the man.
You watched the bullet spin around
and strike the head that wears the crown.
VERSE 2 :
Terror factories feedin off the fear,
the weakened minds believin' what they hear.
Fight their wars for a place in heaven,
everyone falls, the honours are even.
As the dust settles, a man stands tall,
proclaimin' his victory in a texan drawl.
Between pettin' his goat and playin' his games,
He'll damn the world, sure as his name !
CHORUS :
Uncle Damn, you bombed Saddam
but don't kill the clan, to kill the man.
You watched the bullet spin around
and strike the head that wears the crown.
BRIDGE :
Like the motherfucker
screams into the microphone
he's such an idiot,
yet you follow him like a drone.
War amongst the gods,
everyone's against Jesus.
Peace begets peace
War begets...pieces...