Record CD Protesting Gun Violence
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We're standing up and writing songs to put a stop to gun violence in the USA. Let's get right to the point and start with this song, FREE BULLET WOUNDS. With added a rap section in the middle with new words.
©Joe Tate 2018
Blues shout
Darkness falls on the USA
Free bullet wounds are offered today
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
How many people have already died?
15 kids sittin’ in class
8 were slow but 7 were fast
7 went home but 8 were dead
Free bullet wounds to the chest and head
Free bullet wounds, no charge at all
Dead children layin’ up and down the hall
School children gonna have to pay and pay
This is the law in the USA
Chorus
Have we broken the promise of America?
The land and the home of the free
But if freedom only means freedom to enslave
How can freedom ever be for you and me
Rap.
Young gunners on a rampage now, everyday it's some bad news/
No trench coat, no tattoos/ all clean cut, but they bad dudes/
They parents didn't give'em no love/ no real attention, just give'em more drugs/
When what they really needed was hugs/ now they got guns, and they send'n up slugs/
America, home of the brave/ land of the outlaw, home of the slave/
Land of the con-man, home of the cage/ now they take'n rage, to a whole nother page/
Lab-rats in a maze, what now/ first, second, third-graders get'n cut down/
Should be learning what letters make what sounds/ instead they hide'n under desks, screaming "duck down"!
And it's a shame how the president, try to save face in this worse case/
When he know it ain't safe in the work-place/ How he get a A-K in the first place?/
How a kid, only just fifteen/ walk out his front door, wit a M-16?/
How he even know how to use it?/ we blame videogames, movies, and music/ what about his Mom, who's been crude, and elusive?/
Ever since Dad left, crule and abusive/ All she ever says is "He so stupid, and useless!"/ so even when he wins, it feels like he looses/
And wit nobody tending his bruises/ and no knowledge to heal his self/
He chooses to bring a A-R 15 to school, kills his classmates, then kills his self/ and it all leads back to the hood right?/
No sir, they've all been white dudes/ from good white families, with good white rules/ bringing assault rifles, to good white schools/
So now we all gotta face the facts folks/ we got a real problem,
"And it ain't Black Folks!!"
If we loose it, we loose it forever/
So if we wanna win, then we do it together/ AS ONE NATION!!
Chorus 2 and Outro.
Now all the children of America
Have showed us how to love and how to care
Caring for each other and empathy to all
Equality and justice is our call
Have we broken the promise of America?
The land and the home of the free
But if freedom only means freedom to enslave
How can freedom ever be for you and me
How can freedom ever be for you and me
Okay. Now you've read the lyrics. How about the tune? Verse 1 is talkin' blues, medium tempo. The chorus is kind of a Sunday school song, probably sung by children. The rap segment was created and performed by Fam Shyr
Next step: Time to record. That's where your money will be spent. Do you want to get an idea of what the Hippie Voices can do with this song? Hear us. Go to www.thehippievoices.com
Check out one of our videos here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UeSRKf9iA7E
Do you like us? Do you like where we're going? Do you want this song to be heard in America? If you do, please show your support by donating to our campaign. If you donate $50 or more, you get a signed copy of the CD. Donate $100 or more and you get your picture taken with the band. Donate $500 or more and we'll rock a private party for you at the Sausalito Cruising Club.
©Joe Tate 2018
Blues shout
Darkness falls on the USA
Free bullet wounds are offered today
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
How many people have already died?
15 kids sittin’ in class
8 were slow but 7 were fast
7 went home but 8 were dead
Free bullet wounds to the chest and head
Free bullet wounds, no charge at all
Dead children layin’ up and down the hall
School children gonna have to pay and pay
This is the law in the USA
Chorus
Have we broken the promise of America?
The land and the home of the free
But if freedom only means freedom to enslave
How can freedom ever be for you and me
Rap.
Young gunners on a rampage now, everyday it's some bad news/
No trench coat, no tattoos/ all clean cut, but they bad dudes/
They parents didn't give'em no love/ no real attention, just give'em more drugs/
When what they really needed was hugs/ now they got guns, and they send'n up slugs/
America, home of the brave/ land of the outlaw, home of the slave/
Land of the con-man, home of the cage/ now they take'n rage, to a whole nother page/
Lab-rats in a maze, what now/ first, second, third-graders get'n cut down/
Should be learning what letters make what sounds/ instead they hide'n under desks, screaming "duck down"!
And it's a shame how the president, try to save face in this worse case/
When he know it ain't safe in the work-place/ How he get a A-K in the first place?/
How a kid, only just fifteen/ walk out his front door, wit a M-16?/
How he even know how to use it?/ we blame videogames, movies, and music/ what about his Mom, who's been crude, and elusive?/
Ever since Dad left, crule and abusive/ All she ever says is "He so stupid, and useless!"/ so even when he wins, it feels like he looses/
And wit nobody tending his bruises/ and no knowledge to heal his self/
He chooses to bring a A-R 15 to school, kills his classmates, then kills his self/ and it all leads back to the hood right?/
No sir, they've all been white dudes/ from good white families, with good white rules/ bringing assault rifles, to good white schools/
So now we all gotta face the facts folks/ we got a real problem,
"And it ain't Black Folks!!"
If we loose it, we loose it forever/
So if we wanna win, then we do it together/ AS ONE NATION!!
Chorus 2 and Outro.
Now all the children of America
Have showed us how to love and how to care
Caring for each other and empathy to all
Equality and justice is our call
Have we broken the promise of America?
The land and the home of the free
But if freedom only means freedom to enslave
How can freedom ever be for you and me
How can freedom ever be for you and me
Okay. Now you've read the lyrics. How about the tune? Verse 1 is talkin' blues, medium tempo. The chorus is kind of a Sunday school song, probably sung by children. The rap segment was created and performed by Fam Shyr
Next step: Time to record. That's where your money will be spent. Do you want to get an idea of what the Hippie Voices can do with this song? Hear us. Go to www.thehippievoices.com
Check out one of our videos here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UeSRKf9iA7E
Do you like us? Do you like where we're going? Do you want this song to be heard in America? If you do, please show your support by donating to our campaign. If you donate $50 or more, you get a signed copy of the CD. Donate $100 or more and you get your picture taken with the band. Donate $500 or more and we'll rock a private party for you at the Sausalito Cruising Club.
Organizer
Joe Tate
Organizer
Sausalito, CA
