The Enemy of the Good (eideteker) wrote,
The Enemy of the Good
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Music for all times and for end times.

Whatever... I probably posted this in songwerds already.


Take the children and yourself
And hide out in the cellar
By now, the fighting will be close at hand
Don't believe the Church and State
And everything they tell you
Believe in me; I'm with the High Command

Can you hear me?
Can you hear me running?
Can you hear me calling you?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me running?
Can you hear me calling you?

There's a gun and ammunition
Just inside the doorway
Use it only in emergency
Better you should pray to God
The Father and the Spirit
Will guide you
And protect you from up here

Can you hear me?
Can you hear me running?
Can you hear me calling you?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me running?
Can you hear me calling you?

Swear allegiance to the flag;
Whatever flag they offer
Never hint at what you really feel
Teach the children quietly
For some day sons and daughters
Will rise up and fight
While we stood still...

Can you hear me?
Can you hear me running?
Can you hear me calling you?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me running?
Can you hear me calling you?

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me running?

Can you hear me calling you?

Can you hear me running? Can you hear me calling you?

Hear me calling you... hear me running, babe

Callin you callin you


Gonna take a little time to slice this song to bits. It's probably my favorite, or at least, most influential (non-Rush) song of the 80's. That says a LOT if you know anything about me and 80's music. This song is a part of me. Don't believe me? It runs 6:13. I was born on 6-13. Cool, eh?

This song is what I thought when I saw the plane hit. Not what I thought OF, what I thought. This is a song for when the shit goes down. Right before the OTHER shit goes down. This is the oh shit we're under attack song, quick run and hide; it's gonna get bad. This is like... we have five minutes or less to move before war breaks out. GET IN THE CELLAR NOW. Here are my final instructions, I'm going out there to protect us. If I fail, I won't be coming back, so you might as well pray your gods protect you if that happens because there will be no one else left to do it.

It's a very bleak and desolate song. I always have that sense of dust-clogged skies, made all too real recently; a daytime greyness like and unlike night. Just one family, isolated, possibly among the last holdouts.

This is also a song of defeat. We have lost. This is how we minimize losses; this is where we cut them and run. Say good-bye to me, because though I go to fight, I have already said good-bye to hope.

This song changed me as a child because of one line... "Swear allegiance to the flag, whatever flag they offer..." because that made me think about all the times we said the pledge in class, and how hollow it all was. It could be any colorful rag, as long as we kids were told to salute it. "Don't believe the Church and State..." ok, fine. I never liked those guys anyway. My sedition was not hard-fought.

And you all don't care one fuck. You wish I'd used lj-cut. Bite my ass. No, a little to the left. No, not like that— ahh, yeah, that's the spot.

Right now, this song is real to me. Little else is.

"By now, the fighting will be close at hand..."
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