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Best album of the 90s

PJ - Ten / Vs
Pavement - CRCR/ Wowee Zowee
The Wildhearts - Earth Vs / Phuq
A Tribe Called Quest - Low End Theory
Frank Zappa - Strictly Commercial (released 1995 ;))
 
I don't. If it goes like that then Bono would crawl out from under the heap of dead bodies like a roosterroach surviving a nuclear apocalypse.

With half of Coldplay latched onto him like those weird Fish that stick onto the underside of sharks leeching off them and grabbing a free ride.

fudging Coldplay.
 
Absolutely. Didn't say it was a bad album. Just not for me....or anyone that likes lyric construction
Eh? Zack de la Rocha wrote excellent lyrics, very educational for a teenage me, about American history, war, government, Mexico etc. He's a political activist that devotes huge amounts of time and money to worthy causes and has addressed the UN... anyway, let me get clicking on that there link...
 
Just throwing it out there... SNV-style 'Team of the 90s', where each position is a different genre.
 
Eh? Zack de la Rocha wrote excellent lyrics, very educational for a teenage me, about American history, war, government, Mexico etc. He's a political activist that devotes huge amounts of time and money to worthy causes and has addressed the UN... anyway, let me get clicking on that there link...

Is your username from their 'bullet in the head' track? Whether the lead singer is an activist, spokesman or poet laureate, that doesn't change the fact that this album is lyrically stunted...imo

It doesn't have to be Simon & Garfunkel or Bob Dylan, but try a bit harder than this:

"Killing In The Name"

Killing in the name of!
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Huh!

Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of

And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
But now you do what they told ya
Well now you do what they told ya

Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites

Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Uggh!

Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of

And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control (7 times)
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya!

Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Come on!

Yeah! Come on!

fudge you, I won't do what you tell me
fudge you, I won't do what you tell me
fudge you, I won't do what you tell me
fudge you, I won't do what you tell me
fudge you, I won't do what you tell me
fudge you, I won't do what you tell me
fudge you, I won't do what you tell me
fudge you, I won't do what you tell me
fudge you, I won't do what you tell me!
fudge you, I won't do what you tell me!
fudge you, I won't do what you tell me!
fudge you, I won't do what you tell me!
fudge you, I won't do what you tell me!
fudge you, I won't do what you tell me!
fudge you, I won't do what you tell me!
fudge you, I won't do what you tell me!
Motherfudger!
Uggh


Unless it was an elaborate attempt to match Dr Seuss with his Green Eggs & Ham book that contains only 50 unique words....
 
How about this? (and I'm still struggling with the fact that you bought the album thinking it was 'happy' with the name Rage Against the Machine and a picture of a monk setting himself on fire as the cover...)

Take the Power Back

Yeah, the movement's in motion with mass militant poetry
Now check this out...uggh!

In the right light, study becomes insight
But the system that dissed us
Teaches us to read and right

So called facts are fraud
They want us to allege and pledge
And bow down to their GHod
Lost the culture, the culture lost
Spun our minds and through time
Ignorance has taken over
Yo, we gotta take the power back!
Bam! Here's the plan
Motherfudge Uncle Sam
Step back, I know who I am
Raise up your ear, I'll drop the style and clear
It's the beats and the lyrics they fear
The rage is relentless
We need a movement with a quickness
You are the witness of change
And to counteract
We gotta take the power back

Yeah, we gotta take the power back
Come on, come on!
We gotta take the power back

The present curriculum
I put my fist in 'em
Eurocentric every last one of 'em
See right through the red, white and blue disguise
With lecture I puncture the structure of lies
Installed in our minds and attempting
To hold us back
We've got to take it back
Holes in our spirit causin' tears and fears
One-sided stories for years and years and years
I'm inferior? Who's inferior?
Yeah, we need to check the interior
Of the system that cares about only one culture
And that is why
We gotta take the power back

Yeah, we gotta take the power back
Come on, come on!
We gotta take the power back

Hey yo check, we're gonna have to break it, break it,
break it down
Awww brick!

Uggh!

And like this...uggh!

Come on, yeah! Bring it back the other way!

The teacher stands in front of the class
But the lesson plan he can't recall
The student's eyes don't perceive the lies
Bouncing off every fudging wall
His composure is well kept
I guess he fears playing the fool
The complacent students sit and listen to some of that
flimflam that he learned in school

Europe ain't my rope to swing on
Can't learn a thing from it
Yet we hang from it
Gotta get it, gotta get it together then
Like the motherfudgein' weathermen
To expose and close the doors on those who try
To strangle and mangle the truth
'Cause the circle of hatred continues unless we react
We gotta take the power back

Yeah, we gotta take the power back
Come on, come on!
We gotta take the power back
 
Who listens to music for the lyrics, really? Some of the best songs ever recorded have simple basic or even stupid lyrics - only thing that matters is whether it sounds good
 
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