Anti-Illuminati songs/lyrics

illuminatimess

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Lupe Fiasco was booted off an inaugural party stage last night in Washington after dedicating his 30-minute set to the song “Words I Never Said,” Politico reports. The rapper, performing at an event hosted by StartUp RockOn, repeated the lyrics, “Limbaugh is a racist, Glenn Beck is a racist/ Gaza Strip was getting bombed, Obama didn’t say shit/ That’s why I ain’t vote for him, next one either,” for an usually long time and said he didn’t vote for Obama. He was told to move to the next song, but refused and was escorted off the stage.“

True legend!
 






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...
What will you do when the gas taps turn?
Where will you be when the bodies burn?
Will you just watch as the cattle trucks roll by?
Pretend it isn't happening? Turn a blind eye?
See the army convoys quietly passing by?
Heard the helicopters in your little bit of sky?
Have you seen the squad cars packed with boys in blue?
Have you ever wondered what they're there to do?...
 






Tidal

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Dunno if anybody's already posted this, but Bob Dylans 1965 classic 'Maggie's Farm' has an anti-herd theme, especially the last verse-

"Well, I try my best To be just like I am
But everybody wants you To be just like them
They say sing while you slave and I just get bored

I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more"




I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
No, I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
Well, I wake in the morning
Fold my hands and pray for rain
I got a head full of ideas
That are drivin’ me insane
It’s a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor
I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more

I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s brother no more
No, I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s brother no more
Well, he hands you a nickel
He hands you a dime
He asks you with a grin
If you’re havin’ a good time
Then he fines you every time you slam the door
I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s brother no more

I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s pa no more
No, I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s pa no more
Well, he puts his cigar
Out in your face just for kicks
His bedroom window
It is made out of bricks
The National Guard stands around his door
Ah, I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s pa no more

I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s ma no more
No, I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s ma no more
Well, she talks to all the servants
About man and God and law
Everybody says
She’s the brains behind pa
She’s sixty-eight, but she says she’s twenty-four
I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s ma no more

I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
No, I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
Well, I try my best
To be just like I am
But everybody wants you
To be just like them
They say sing while you slave and I just get bored
I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
 






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shankara

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Dunno if anybody's already posted this, but Bob Dylans 1965 classic 'Maggie's Farm' has an anti-herd theme, especially the last verse-

"Well, I try my best To be just like I am
But everybody wants you To be just like them
They say sing while you slave and I just get bored

I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more"




I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
No, I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
Well, I wake in the morning
Fold my hands and pray for rain
I got a head full of ideas
That are drivin’ me insane
It’s a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor
I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more

I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s brother no more
No, I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s brother no more
Well, he hands you a nickel
He hands you a dime
He asks you with a grin
If you’re havin’ a good time
Then he fines you every time you slam the door
I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s brother no more

I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s pa no more
No, I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s pa no more
Well, he puts his cigar
Out in your face just for kicks
His bedroom window
It is made out of bricks
The National Guard stands around his door
Ah, I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s pa no more

I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s ma no more
No, I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s ma no more
Well, she talks to all the servants
About man and God and law
Everybody says
She’s the brains behind pa
She’s sixty-eight, but she says she’s twenty-four
I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s ma no more

I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
No, I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
Well, I try my best
To be just like I am
But everybody wants you
To be just like them
They say sing while you slave and I just get bored
I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
 






Bent8484

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Dunno if anybody's already posted this, but Bob Dylans 1965 classic 'Maggie's Farm' has an anti-herd theme, especially the last verse-

"Well, I try my best To be just like I am
But everybody wants you To be just like them
They say sing while you slave and I just get bored

I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more"




I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
No, I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
Well, I wake in the morning
Fold my hands and pray for rain
I got a head full of ideas
That are drivin’ me insane
It’s a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor
I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more

I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s brother no more
No, I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s brother no more
Well, he hands you a nickel
He hands you a dime
He asks you with a grin
If you’re havin’ a good time
Then he fines you every time you slam the door
I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s brother no more

I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s pa no more
No, I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s pa no more
Well, he puts his cigar
Out in your face just for kicks
His bedroom window
It is made out of bricks
The National Guard stands around his door
Ah, I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s pa no more

I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s ma no more
No, I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s ma no more
Well, she talks to all the servants
About man and God and law
Everybody says
She’s the brains behind pa
She’s sixty-eight, but she says she’s twenty-four
I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s ma no more

I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
No, I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
Well, I try my best
To be just like I am
But everybody wants you
To be just like them
They say sing while you slave and I just get bored
I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
A few years back, when Dylan was asked why he was still making music, Dylan said he'd made a trade and had to hold up his end of the deal.

 






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Ian Brown releases (CV-1984) anti-vaccine song after refusing to wear a mask


[Chorus] Just a little seed, makes a big tree
Standing on its own, thriving all alone
Just a little seed, makes a big tree
Grows so high, gonna touch the sky
Just a little seed, makes a big tree
Spreads roots deep, branches far and wide

[Verse 1] Masonic lockdown, in your hometown
Masonic lockdown, can you hear me now
From the top down, soul shock down
State shakedown, mass breakdown
Global orders, riding over borders
Get behind your doors for the new world order
Doctor Evil and his needle
Doctor Evil with a masterplan
A false vaccine, like a bad dream
They'll plant a microchip, every woman, child and man
A plan to chip us all, to have complete control
The land, the sky, your soul

[Verse 2] Peace like silence in the snow
Free to do exactly as your told
Obey, consume and die
And up to heaven for your pie up in the sky
Sleep walking, dreaming, you best believe your lying eyes
Geoengineering, making more than patterns in the skies
5G radiation, beamed to Earth from space by satellites
The scientist and mediatrist
Trying to tell me 2 and 2 is 5
'scuse me while I mention the strategy of tension, mass mind manipulation
Psychological operation
The general population, hypnotised, right in front of your eyes
Drama and lies
Look into my eyes

[Verse 3] Masonic lockdown, in your hometown
Masonic lockdown, can you feel me now
Masonic lockdown, soul shock down
State shakedown, a mass breakdown
Put your muzzle on, get back in your basket
Get behind your doors cause living here is drastic
Doctor Evil and his needle
Doctor Evil with a masterplan
A false vaccine, like a bad dream
They'll plant a microchip, every woman, child and man
A plan to chip us all, to have complete control
The land, the sky, your soul

[Outro] Na, Na, Na, Na Na, Na, Na, Na, Na Na, Na, Na, Na, Na Na, Na, Na, Na, Na Na, Na, Na, Na Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
 






Awoken2

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Ian Brown releases (CV-1984) anti-vaccine song after refusing to wear a mask


[Chorus] Just a little seed, makes a big tree
Standing on its own, thriving all alone
Just a little seed, makes a big tree
Grows so high, gonna touch the sky
Just a little seed, makes a big tree
Spreads roots deep, branches far and wide

[Verse 1] Masonic lockdown, in your hometown
Masonic lockdown, can you hear me now
From the top down, soul shock down
State shakedown, mass breakdown
Global orders, riding over borders
Get behind your doors for the new world order
Doctor Evil and his needle
Doctor Evil with a masterplan
A false vaccine, like a bad dream
They'll plant a microchip, every woman, child and man
A plan to chip us all, to have complete control
The land, the sky, your soul

[Verse 2] Peace like silence in the snow
Free to do exactly as your told
Obey, consume and die
And up to heaven for your pie up in the sky
Sleep walking, dreaming, you best believe your lying eyes
Geoengineering, making more than patterns in the skies
5G radiation, beamed to Earth from space by satellites
The scientist and mediatrist
Trying to tell me 2 and 2 is 5
'scuse me while I mention the strategy of tension, mass mind manipulation
Psychological operation
The general population, hypnotised, right in front of your eyes
Drama and lies
Look into my eyes

[Verse 3] Masonic lockdown, in your hometown
Masonic lockdown, can you feel me now
Masonic lockdown, soul shock down
State shakedown, a mass breakdown
Put your muzzle on, get back in your basket
Get behind your doors cause living here is drastic
Doctor Evil and his needle
Doctor Evil with a masterplan
A false vaccine, like a bad dream
They'll plant a microchip, every woman, child and man
A plan to chip us all, to have complete control
The land, the sky, your soul

[Outro] Na, Na, Na, Na Na, Na, Na, Na, Na Na, Na, Na, Na, Na Na, Na, Na, Na, Na Na, Na, Na, Na Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
The guy has been at it since his first single My Star which was calling out NASA.

Thought you may enjoy this, was gonna drop it in your Covid thread for some light relief


I think it is only fair to give the original another spin. More relevant today than ever

 






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elsbet

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Man! These guys... so ahead of their time with what's going on today:

Built For The Future
The Fixx

Some say a trick, some say a look
It's just a way of thinking after all
From underneath something concrete
It's just a way of coping with it all
Some with revolt, some will obey
Who attains perfection and who's to say
A criminal, a cardinal
Both frightened of angels
It doesn't mean much now
It's built for the future

For some a walk, to some a dance
It's just a form of motion one and all
Without dispute the least aware
Will no doubt see the ragings of a fool
First we look then we spy
The man who has a vision wants it all
A sin so clean rule supreme
The power to undermine
It doesn't mean much now
It's built for the future...

Foretelling (as it were... and wow).
 






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