Sorry, Everybody: original music inspired by Howard Zinn's A People's History Of The United States

by The Bushwick Book Club Seattle

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The Bushwick Book Club Seattle presents:
Sorry, Everybody: original music inspired by Howard Zinn's A People's History Of The United States

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not your run-of-the-mill book club | original music inspired by books

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released July 3, 2011

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The Bushwick Book Club Seattle Seattle, Washington

The Bushwick Book Club is not your run of the mill book club. When we read books, we also want to write songs about them. And when we write songs, we like to perform them for an audience. So we book shows, and invite an audience to read with us!

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Track Name: MoZo - Explode
CHORUS
Sing, like your heart don't bleed
it keeps on beating
March, with your head held high
you might change everything

Don't you know I've been spit on in the street
Spent my life knowin' I was second best
And the anger slowly boils in my veins
But I hear it comin', you can feel the change

When will it explode
Everything in it's time I suppose
The same old same old stories always told
Money talks & makes the world go around

CHORUS

A soldier takes an order in a faraway land
Tears don't stop the triggers pullin' over again
All those old men and children
Buried all together in some godforsaken hole

When will it explode
Everybody's got their time to go
Same old same old stories always told
That war will make it so that peace can take hold
I don't know

CHORUS

Can violence fight violence effectively
Cuz who am I to just throw up my hands and die
I won't let nobody terrorize my life
Some people say you gotta take by force what you need to survive

When does that explode
Can non-violence take us where we need to go
Martin Luther King thought so
But revolution doesn't always take that road

CHORUS
Sing, like your heart don't bleed
it keeps on beating
March, with your head held high
you might change everything

Run til your lungs just burn
the pain is worth it
Your voice, it lets freedom ring
Your voice, it lets freedom ring
Track Name: Mike Votova - Zombie Reagan
ZOMBIE REAGAN by Mike Votava

Saving 24 million dollars on a glass of milk
Watch the President at the conference denying milk was spilt
Spend the people’s hard earned money on Trident Submarines
For protection from Russian birth marks and warheads firing

The zombie apocalypse is right around the bend
Corporate America will be standing in the end
Giant hair and 80’s butt rock bands will rock again
With Ronald Reagan returning from the dead

Zombie Reagan
Wants to eat my brains
Zombie Reagan
Looks a lot like regular Reagan

Nancy says that my military’s the biggest she’s ever seen
And I know that Yakov Smirnoff would probably agree
Shooting lasers from outer space now I could go for that
But how was I to know that the Star Wars program
Would be a stupid piece of crap
Track Name: Levi Fuller - I Won't Go To Mexico
"Neither have I the least idea of 'joining' you, or in any way assisting the unjust war waging against Mexico. I have no wish to participate in such 'glorious' butcheries of women and children as were displayed in the capture of Monterey, etc. Neither have I any desire to place myself under the dictation of a petty military tyrant, to every caprice of whose will I must yield implicit obedience. No sir-ee! As long as I can work, beg, or go to the poor house, I won't go to Mexico, to be lodged on the damp ground, half starved, half roasted, bitten by mosquitoes and centipedes, stung by scorpions and tarantulas-marched, drilled, and flogged, and then stuck up to be shot at, for eight dollars a month and putrid rations. Well, I won't.. . . "