Since first grabbing the attention of his fans in 1992 with his timely & prescient song about Waco, ’17 Little Children’, Carl Klang has taken patriotic music where it needs to be: honest & extreme. Not only did he as an alternative musician dare to go where few had gone, he did so with a lyrical depth that is simply missing in other music and yet unmatched by many of his venerable peers.
Jesus, The Way And The Truth And The Life
None are so hopelessly enslaved as those who falsely believe they are free
The truth has been kept from the depth of their minds
By masters who rule them with lies
They feed them on falsehoods till wrong looks like right in their eyes
For all of those with eyes that can see
Whose spirits are quickened by words they can hear
The truth is alive and He lived as a man
Whose life was a gift to this world
And if He has called you this mystery will soon be revealed
And it will set you free, the truth will set you free
Just like He set me free
Jesus the way and the truth and the life
Whose Grace is so wondrously free
Who came from the Father and laid down His life
He is soon to return for you and me
To all His lost sheep wandering in this world
Who grope through the darkness who stumble and fall
Your Shepherd is searching He’s calling your name
He’s seeking you out night and day
And if you should hear His sweet voice let Him guide you today
Because He is the way, yes Jesus is the way, He is only way
Jesus the way and the truth and the life
Whose Grace is so wondrously free
Who came from the Father and laid down His life
He is soon to return in you and me
To those who hope and pray they’ll see the day
Who patiently wait for His Kingdom to come
Your sins have been cleansed by the blood of a Man
Whose death on the cross paid the price
There’s only one name and it’s only through His sacrifice
That we obtain His life, because He is the Life,
The name is Jesus Christ
Yahshua Hamashea
Jesus the way and the truth and the life
Whose Grace if so wondrously free
Who came from the Father and laid down His life
He is soon to return for you and me
Can’t You Feel the Kingdom Coming?
Read His words, Heed His signs
Can’t you see these are the times?
Earthquakes, famines and pestilence are all on the rise
The love of man is waxing cold
Just like the way that He fore-told
With all these things now happening before our eyes
Can’t you feel the Kingdom coming?
Can’t you sense a new day dawning?
Rising like the morning sun
With healing in His wings
Grid up your minds to be believing
Prepare your hearts to be receiving
The soon to be returning
Lord of lords and King of kings
When He comes, in the clouds
Each and every knee shall bow
Every ear shall hear Him, every eye shall see
His trump will sound, His fire will flash
As lightning shines from east to west
So shall also the coming of the Son of Man be
Can’t you feel the Kingdom coming?
Can’t you sense a new day dawning?
Rising like the morning sun
With healing in His wings
Grid up your mind to be believing
Prepare your hearts to be receiving
The soon to be returning
Lord of lords and King of kings
Our Savior, and Deliverer, and Redeemer, The Messiah
Jesus Christ, El Shadi, Yahshua, HalleluYah!
Can’t you feel the Kingdom coming?
Can’t you sense the new day dawning?
Rising like the morning sun
With healing in His wings
Grid up your minds to be believing
Prepare your hearts to be receiving
The soon to be returning
Lord of lords and King of kings
And Lord of lords and King of kings
My Promised Land
Across the North Atlantic
On a strange and distant shore
A vast and fertile land rose from the sea
A land of milk and honey
For the Pilgrim and the poor
A land where brave souls wandered to be free
And here His people gathered
Who were called be His son’s name
And here they carved a place in history
Through wars and bloody sacrifice
Their new Promised Land became
A shining land of liberty
This is my Promised Land
My Promised Land
Conceived with a love for liberty
God’s gift to you and me
This is my Promised Land
Delivered by God’s own hand
Born in blood
This nation was
This land of liberty
Throughout the changing ages
There shall never be a land
As glorious as my America
An Heavenly-like Kingdom
Governed by the Fathers Hand
Where angels sing His praise
Hallelujah!
But sin has always changed the course
Of nations in the past
Now sin it seems
Restrains our destiny
Our liberties are waning
And our, dreams are fading fast
Lord it’s not the land it use to be
But it’s still my Promised Land
It is still my Promised Land
God’s gift to you and me
It’s still my Promised land
And your Promised Land
Born in blood
This nation was
This land of liberty
God makes His home in heaven
And inside His peoples hearts
And here on earth He’s made this Country mine
Dear God return your blessings
On this Promised Land of ours
Dear God I pray until the end of time
For nations have conspired
And combined their minds and might
To join as one and steal our sovereignty
But because our Lord and Savior
Shed his blood and gave His life
They won’t ever take our liberty
For this is my Promised Land
I said it is my Promised Land
Conceived with a love for liberty
God’s gift to you and me
This is my Promised Land
Deliver us Lord once again
Born in blood
This nation was
This land of liberty
Born in blood
This nation was
Reborn it now shall be
In liberty….
No King But King Jesus
When the British armies came
From across the bounding main
To attack our native shores
In their sailing ships of war
To establish tyranny
By the orders of a tyrant King
Paul Revere cried his alarms
And the people took up arms
And they fired off their guns
On the greens of Lexington
Soon the battles would be won
And the bells of Liberty would ring
Those men who fought to keep us free
Were not afraid to die
They drew their strength and courage
From His power upon High
And cried this battle cry
No King, No King
No King but King Jesus
The Messiah
No King, No King
No King but King Jesus
The Holy One of Israel
The Holy One of Israel
Through the toil and the tears
And the last one hundred years
We have fainted from the fight
For His Liberty and Light
We’ve been blinded by the lies
So we hardly know what’s right from wrong
As the anti-Christian hordes
And their global over-lords
Now surround His Holy Saints
In the camp United States
Just like Israel of old
We now find ourselves in Babylon
So now’s the time for all good men
To seek His face on High
And vow to do His will on earth
And rise up and defy the lie
And cry this battle cry
No King, No King
No King but King Jesus
The Messiah
No King, No King
No King but King Jesus
The Holy One of Israel
The Holy One of Israel
So now’s the time for all good men
To seek His face on High
And vow to do His will on earth
And rise up and defy the lie
And cry this battle cry
No King, No King
No King but King Jesus
The Messiah
No King, No King
No King but YeHoshua
The Holy One of Israel
The Holy One of Israel
We The People
(of The United States of America)
The Pilgrims heard the sovereign words of God on the European shores
Then rose to flee the persecuting powers that held England in her throes
In sailing ships they crossed the oceans wide to the land our God bestowed
To plant the seeds of Christian Liberty so that all the world would know
Their blessings in the wilderness, increased with prosperity and health
But the ancient powers that ruled the earth grew lustfully jealous of her wealth
And sent the British Armies to make war with His Sons of Liberty
Who placed their faith in God and by His grace fought and won the victory!
And proclaimed themselves…
We the people of the United States of America, shall be faithful
And establish rights as Americans, we shall not bow down to tyranny
Our God reigns and proclaims Liberty
The mysteries of conspiracy unfolds in our nations history
As the ancient banking powers that rule this earth try to steal our sovereignty
And now this new world order marches in to make war with-in our land
And once again Americans it’s time to rise up and take a stand
And declare ourselves…
We the people of the United States of America, shall be faithful
And restore our rights as Americans, we shall not bow down to tyranny
Our God reigns and proclaims Liberty
Heaven’s Under Siege
Once a man’s home was his castle. Only his foes would violate
And the border of his property was the mote ’round his estate
All these kingly Rights of sovereignty once bestowed on us by God
Have been lost somewhere in history in the fine print and the fraud
Once a man and his religion was protected by the law
In America the Constitution formed a verbal wall
Now the law that used to separate, is a law that’s daily breached
And now a worried watchman on the wall is crying: “Heaven’s Under Siege”
Heaven’s under siege, woe now Heaven’s under siege,
When the Bible and the Bill of Rights have been trampled in the streets
And when the gentle lambs of Jesus Christ rot in jails for their beliefs
You know corruption reigns in government when Heaven’s under siege
Heard the watchman sound a warning call back in Nineteen Ninety Two
When they murdered Vicky Weaver just like they’ll murder me or you
And when they stormed a church in Waco, women and children burned alive
And now the ones who rot in prisons are the ones they let survive
Heaven’s under siege, woe now Heaven’s under siege
When the Bible and The Bill of Rights have been trampled in the streets
And when the gentle lambs of Jesus Christ rot in jails for their beliefs
You know corruption reigns in government when Heaven’s under siege
And now a voice cries in the wilderness as the Lord prepares His church
Will His called and chosen servants be found faithful on this earth?
Will we pass the test of Heaven’s quest, never counting earthly loss?
As we fight like Christian Soldiers with our eyes upon the cross
Heaven’s under siege, woe now Heaven’s under siege
When the Bible and the Bill of Rights have been trampled in the streets
And when the gentle lambs of Jesus Christ rot in jails for their beliefs
You know corruption reigns in government when Heaven’s under siege
You know corruption reigns in government when Heaven’s under siege
From A Few Of Your Followers
Dear Lord, I’ve got this problem
Seems it increases every day
Seems the more I try to follow you
The more the price I pay
Now I got friends who’ll sit and judge me
Just for being the man I am
Out of spite some bite and back-stab me
Just for doin’ the best I can
Now take brother Bill. He’s such a gossip
From what I hear it’s widely known
And brother Fred; why he’s so fault finding
I had to call him on it right over the phone
And Pastor Lieberwitz, why he’s a hypocrite
Lord won’t you make him see his sins?
And won’t you save me from the likes of those
Who call themselves Christians?
Lord won’t you save me… from a few of your followers
I can feel them creepin’ up and closin’ in on me
Lord won’t you save me from a few of your followers
And take the log out of our eyes so we might see
Now you’ve saved me from temptation
And all the wiles of worldly wealth
From the trials and tribulations I usually brought upon myself
And you’ve rescued me from conspiracies
That were planned to harm and hurt
Now won’t you save me from the elders
Who conspire down at my church?
Lord won’t you save me…from a few of your followers
I can feel them creepin’ up and closin’ in on me
Lord won’t you save me from a few of your followers
And take the beam out of our eyes so we might see
Now the adversary, he’s subtle
And he wears a slick disguise
And he’s always causin’ trouble
Findin’ specks in peoples eyes
And when he wears the robes of Heaven
Is when he acts the most like Hell
But the one that he resembles most
Is the one we call ourselves
Lord won’t you save me…from a few of your followers
I can feel them creepin’ up and closin’ in on me
Lord won’t you save me from a few of your followers
And take the plank out of our eyes so we might see
And take the beam out of our eyes so we might see
And take the log out of our eyes so we might see
Dear Lord, I’ve got this problem
Hear My Prayer
Dear Lord
Let me walk in your spirit
Let me live by your ways
Let my heart always hear you
And my soul draw more near you
‘Till the end of my days
For I confess I’m a helpless sinner
Who’s crying for your saving grace
Dear Lord
Please be there hear my prayer
Your love
Is the light of this world
Let it shine through my soul
You’re the life giving water
I’m the clay you’re the potter
Let your will be my goal
The gift that you give of a life eternal
Is worth more than silver gems and gold
Dear Lord
Please be there hear my prayer
For I believe you are the savior
That you gave your life for me
That you shed your precious blood
On the cross at calvery
I believe…Lord I believe…I believe
Dear Lord
Let me walk in your spirit
Let me live by your ways
Let my heart always hear you
And my soul draw more near you
‘Till the end of my days
And if I should awake from deaths restful slumber
Please let me see your shining face
Dear Lord
Please be there hear my pray
Please be there hear my prayer
Amen
The Martyr Song
Come and wander through the halls of time
Walk within the hallowed walls
With our Christian fathers from old times
When foreign kings were called
When they were asked to say that Caesar is lord
Or kiss the pontiffs ring
They said “oh no, I’ll not deny my faith”
Close your eyes you’ll hear them sing
My Lord is Jesus oh and how I love that name
Though torture or death or prison waits for me
I’ll ever more proclaim my Lord is Jesus
He bled and died to set men free
Though you may take my life you’ll never never
Take my liberty
Now you can see them marching to their deaths
With their babies in their arms
As the lions roared and the flames burned hot
They feared no earthly harms
Given one last chance to recant they said so humbly
You see I can’t deny my Savior
Because He gave His all for me
My Lord is Jesus oh and how I love that name
Though torture or death or prison waits for me
I’ll ever more proclaim my Lord is Jesus
He bled and died to set men free
Though they may take my life they’ll never never
Take my liberty
My Lord is Jesus oh and how I love that name
Though torture or death or prison waits for me
I’ll ever more proclaim my Lord is Jesus
He bled and died to set me free
Though you may take my life they’ll never never
Take my liberty
GLORY Unto GLORY
As we start this day together
Fresh and new as we begin
We are mindful of our Savior
Who has cleansed us of our sin
He has freed us from the bondage
Of its deathly grip and chains
We have entered into Jesus
Joined the ranks of Victory’s Saints
From this Glory unto Glory
We can walk above this world
We no longer have to worry
When the devil’s darts are hurled
Victory surrounds us daily
And protects us in the night
From this Glory unto Glory
Jesus fills me with His life
When the day light hours are over
And those evening shadows fall
We can lift our eyes and wonder
At the marvel of it all
Swirling planets stars and galaxies
They illuminate the night
It’s a glorious reminder
Of our Lords eternal light
From this Glory unto Glory
We can walk above this world
We no longer have to worry
When the devil’s darts are hurled
Victory surrounds us daily
And protects us in the night
From this Glory unto Glory
Jesus fills me eternal life
He fills me
And fills me
With Glory
From this Glory unto Glory
We can walk above this world
We no longer have to worry
When the devil’s darts are hurled
Victory surrounds us daily
And protects us in the night
From this Glory unto Glory
Jesus fills me with eternal life
From this Glory unto Glory
Jesus fills me
Fills me with eternal life
Hmmmm
Awake O’ Israel
Awake oh Israel rise from your slumber
And the truth shall set you free
From out of Zion comes your redeemer
In the year of Jubilee
Oh Halleluyah Oh Halleluyah Halleluyah praise Yahweh
From out of Zion comes your redeemer in the year of Jubilee
Thou art my chosen for I have called thee
Thou art graven on my hand
And I will gather all those who gather
They will possess their land
Sing Halleluyah sing Halleluyah Halleluyah praise Yahweh
From out of Zion comes your deliverer in the year of Jubilee
Out from the furnace out of affliction
I have chosen thee behold
And for your iron I’ll give you silver
For you brass I’ll give you gold
Awake America Rise from your slumber
And the truth shall set you free
From out of Zion comes your redeemer
In the year of Jubilee, in the year of Jubilee
Rise Up And Shine
Rise up and shine
His people by His power
Rise up and shine
His people by His might
Rise up and shine to make the whole world now awaken
By His own grace we walk into His light
The empty cross the sign of our redemption
He died for us that others we may show
Before His Father’s throne His children live eternal
The Father’s Son has washed us white as snow
Almighty God the Father rules in heaven
Almighty God the Son rules here on earth
No man secures his land, his liberty or freedom
But Christ rules here, He gives us second birth
Rise up and fight
On earth He gave us power
Rise up and fight
On earth He made us Kings
Before the prince of death we shall no longer cower
Because our Savior Lord is King of Kings
Take up His sword
His people by His power
Take up His sword
His people by His might
Take up His Sword and then take down that evil tower
Rise up and shine His people by His light
Take up His sword and then take down that evil tower
Rise up and shine His people by His light
Before the prince of death we shall no longer cower
Because our Savior Lord is King of Kings
Because our Savior Lord is King
He’s Lord and King of Kings
So America rise up and shine
HalleluYahweh
We thank you for the bible Lord
We thank you for your word
We thank you for your prophets Lord
And the truth that we have heard
And we praise you for your spirit Lord
You sent to comfort us
But most of all we praise you for
The blood of Yahshua
Gracious heavenly Father
Righteous heavenly Father
God of Gods and no other
I praise you
Wise and wonderful counselor
Lord Messiah and Savior
Oh Israel’s Kinsman redeemer
We praise you
Halleh Yah-Yireh
Yahweh-Eloheenu
Hallelu Yahshua
We praise thee
Hallelu Yahweh
We thank you for the bible Lord
We thank you for your word
We thank you for your prophets Lord
And the truth that we have heard
And we praise you for your spirit Lord
You sent to comfort us
But most of all we praise you for
The blood of Yahshua
Yahshua Messiah
Words and music by Thelen Paulk
Yahshua Messiah Righteous Yahshua Messiah
Holy Yahshua Messiah All Mighty! Yahshua HalleluYah
We hear of wars and rumors of wars
Earthquakes in diverse places
The persecution worsens as His chosen ones are sealed
As we await his mighty shout we know time is running out
And the clock will mark His coming
When the man of sins revealed
Yahshua Messiah Righteous Yahshua Messiah
Holy Yahshua Messiah All Mighty! Yahshua HalleluYah
Those who are His who are called by His name
Will repent and humble themselves
Then will He forgive our sins
Then will He heal our Land
And if we seek His face and pray
And turn from our wicked ways
Then will He keep His promise
To reveal His Mighty Hand
Yahshua Messiah Righteous Yahshua Messiah
Holy Yahshua Messiah All Mighty! Yahshua HalleluYah
As we seek the grand return of our Redeemer
The Holy Son of Yahweh Elshadai
Awaiting King Yahshua our Messiah
Now watch and seek His coming in the sky
Sons of Israel watch and seek his coming in the sky
Yahshua Messiah Righteous Yahshua Messiah
Holy Yahshua Messiah All Mighty! Yahshua HalleluYah
HalleluYah!
Hail YeHoshua
Before the dawn of time
Before creation and the fall of man
He has always had His sovereign Plan
To redeem us through His King
And by His saving Grace
And through the fight of His imparted faith
He gave His life so we might seek his face
And to His majesty we sing
HalleluYah…Hail YeHoshua…King of Kings Lord of Lords
Our great and glorious messiah
Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done
Here on earth as it is in heaven, forever
Thy spirit lights our ways
And moves and dwells within our songs of praise
May thy glory swell and fill this place
As we hail our coming King
And by Thy Holy Word
And through the promise of Thy comforter
You have made us more than conquerors
And to your majesty we sing
HalleluYah…Hail YeHoshua King of Kings Lord of Lords
Our great and glorious messiah
Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done
Here on earth as it is in heaven
Forever and ever and ever
HalleluYah HalleluYah HalleluYah
May Yahweh Be
words and music by Thelen Paulk
Remember when you’re fighting any battle
Remember when the mountains hard to climb
That Yahweh is your refuge and your shelter
He does not yield to circumstance nor time
May Yahweh be your strength, shield and song
Your anchor in the storm your blanket to keep warm
May Yahweh be your strength, shield and song
Forever true, be His Love for you
The days ahead indeed are filled with peril
And you can’t endure the trials on your own
So walk in faith and trust His hand to rescue
He won’t forsake or make you walk alone
May Yahweh be your strength, shield and song
Your anchor in the storm, your blanket to keep warm
May Yahweh be your strength, shield and song
Forever true, be His love for you
And when your life draws near its final chapter
And you know you’ve run the good and faithful race
Still draw your strength and courage from the Father
Just as He promised those who seek His face
May Yahweh be your strength, shield and song
Your anchor in the storm, your blanket to keep warm
May Yahweh be your strength, shield and song
Forever true be His Love for you
Forever true be His Love for you
The Prisoner’s Song
We Praise Yahweh
Blinded by the Lies
“…Now we can see a new world: coming into view–
a world in which there is the very real prospect of a new world order…
…The new world order does not mean
surrendering our national sovereignty, or forfeiting our interest…”
——President George Bush
How can I convince you
When your ears refuse to hear?
You turn your heart away from me
Each time when I draw near
Your eyes refuse to meet with mine
They glance away in fear
As if you should not look at
Your reflection in the mirror
How can I explain to you
When you won’t understand
You scoff me and you mock me
And reject the truth at hand
You spread your viscous rumors
All across this troubled land
You willfully and knowingly
Transgress from His command
Your mind has been made up for you
By people you don’t know
Who’s thought machines control the scene
So well it doesn’t show
How can I contain this anguish and this pain
Knowing that your eyes are blinded by the lies
Have your eyes been blinded by the lies?
Have your eyes been blinded by the lies?
Yes, your eyes are blinded by the lies
Yes, your eyes are blinded by the lies
Every time I think about the damage
That’s been done
The anger wells inside me
Till I’m almost over come
I want to tear the moon out of the sky
And block the sun
Why do I feel so all alone, like I’m the only one?
Even though your eyes are open
They may never ever see
Your mind may never comprehend
This simple subtly
Your heart may never hunger for the truth
That sets you free
Your soul may know
The darkness of divine eternity
Like petty thieves
Who plunder in the shadows of the night
they break inside
and enter through the windows of your mind
How can I control this poisoning of the soul
These lies that blind your eyes?
Blinded by the lies
Have your eyes been blinded by the lies?
Have your eyes been blinded by the lies?
Yes, your eyes are blinded by the lies
Yes, your eyes are blinded by the lies
Your mind has been made up for you
By people you don’t know
Who’s thought machine controls the scene
So well it doesn’t show
How can I contain this anguish and this pain
Knowing that your eyes are blinded by the lies?
Have your eyes been blinded by the lies?
All Is Fair In Love And War
(Ode To Gordon Kahl)
Gordon Kahl was right
When he made his famous stand
Heaven knows there was a man
Who fought the righteous fight
Till the wrong arm of the law
Gunned him down in Arkansas
He would not pay one dime
Of tribute to the IRS
And for his disobedience
They fanned his fiery death
And now all is fair in love and war
Christian blood has been shed before
And though these tents of flesh may fail
The gates of hell shall never prevail
Because He gave his life for me
I shall not fear adversity
And we shall all meet at heavens door
`Cause all is fair in love
In love and war
Five forty-five p.m.
On a North Dakota road
February eighty-three
That’s when the war began Where two Federal Marshals died, for the sake of tyranny
They both would underestimate the courage of one man
Who only shot in self-defense to save his promised land
Because all is fair in love and war
Christian blood has been shed before
And though these tents of flesh may fail
The gates of hell shall never prevail
Because He gave his life for me
I shall not fear adversity
And we shall all meet at heavens door
`Cause all is fair in love
In love and war
When all was said and done
And the verdict’s handed down
Someone had to take the fall
And it was Gordon’s son
Who was wounded in the fray
Please won’t you pray for Yorie Kahl
Who now must waste his life away
Inside some stinking jail
Please pray the Lord might set him free
Through faith we shall prevail
They say all is fair in love and war
Christian blood has been shed before
And though these tents of flesh may fail
The gates of hell shall never prevail
Because He gave his life for me
I shall not fear adversity
And we shall all meet at heavens door
`Cause all is fair in love
In love and war
In love and war
Wheresoever Eagles Gather
(The Ballad of Randy Weaver)
Luke 17:37
In the mountains up near Sandpoint, north of Naples Idaho
Eagles gathered there together, to guard the truth, so you might know
Down the road that followed Deep Creek, at the turn that crossed the bridge
Federal Marshals had the road blocked, to mark the seige of Ruby Ridge
There the armies of the enemy, slayed your Bride and only son
Nearly killed your close companion, when the shrapnel pierced his lung
We stand with you Randy Weaver ’cause your Lord and Savior lives
Wheresoever eagles gather that is where His Body is
On that evening late one August you were forced to take your stand
There two strangers as they trespassed, drew first blood on private land
Governor Andrus, back in Boise, he let the enemy tell him lies
From his anti-Christ decision, Sam and Vicky lost their lives
Federal Agents, US Marshals and FBI men stormed the hill
All on false fictitious charges, given orders shoot to kill
We stand with you Randy Weaver, ’cause your Lord and Savior lives
Wheresoever eagles gather, that is where His Body is
Though the armies of the enemy, may surround us in the night
There’s a host of Heavenly angels, hovering near ready to fight
We stand with you Randy Weaver, we are proud to call you friend
As we gather here together, to stand beside you ’till the end
We stand with you Randy Weaver ’cause your Lord and Savior lives
Wheresoever eagles gather, that is where His Body is
We Want This Country Back
I had this crazy dream
About some folks who loved this country
Who all began to dream the same dream
And when the mornin’ came
There arose across this nation
People thinkin’ one and the same
And they awoke to find their freedom
And all their liberties
Had gradually been taken away
And when they realized the danger to their posterity
I heard those Patriotic people say….
We want this Country back!
We ain’t just jokin’ jack!
We want our liberty
And our dignity
And our freedoms and our rights restored
We want this Country back!
She’s been driven way off track
We’re wide awake
And we’re madder than hell now
And we ain’t gonna take it anymore!
And we ain’t gonna take it anymore!
Remember golden days
When the Stars and Strips forever
Symbolized her glorious name “AMERICA”
But now it’s all been changed
And when we gaze upon Old Glory
It’s hard to fight back feelin’s of shame
We’re fed up with lyin’ politicians
And greedy corporations
Who have sold us out
Time and again
And we’re sick and tired of sendin’
Our soldiers off to wars
That we were never meant to win
We want this Country back!
We ain’t just jokin’ jack!
We want our liberty
And our dignity
And our freedoms and our rights restored
We want this country back!
She’s been driven way off track
We’re wide awake
And we’re madder than hell now!
And we ain’t gonna take it anymore
No we’re not gonna take it anymore!
Now we know our cause is right
And our victory’s on the way
And we won’t give up the fight
‘Till we hear two hundred million say
We want this Country back!
We ain’t just jokin’ jack!
We want our liberty
And our dignity
And our freedoms and our rights restored
We want this Country back!
And we ain’t taken anymore flack!
We’re wide awake
And we’re madder than hell now!
And we ain’t gonna take it anymore!
No we’re not gonna take it anymore!
That’s right we’re no gonna take it anymore!….
Peace Keeping Forces
When your nation is floundering in a sea of phony debt
And your cities are seething with domestic violence
And you’re broke and disgusted with your worthless government
Will you need the peace keeping forces today?
As the United Nations sends our soldiers over seas
For the purpose of propping up their fake democracies
Don’t be fooled by denial these are gross conspiracies
Keep your eyes on the peace keeping forces today
Keep your eyes on the peace keeping forces
The peace keeping forces
Those UN-godly troops are on their way
Keep your eyes on the peace keeping forces
The peace keeping forces
Through force they will take your guns away
As our traitorous leaders sell this country down the drain
To assist and support the international bankers aims
Don’t be fooled by your TV it’s just there to fan the flames
Of another United Nations charade
Keep your eyes on the peace keeping forces
The peace keeping forces
Those UN-godly troops are here today
Keep your eyes on the peace keeping forces
The peace keeping forces
They’re unloading shipments everyday
If the war breaks out in Idaho and patriots say, “We fight!”
Watch the mother of global martial law attempt to make things right
…WRONG!
Now that your mind has been salvaged
And you still have truth in sight
And you have not been duped by all their propaganda hype
Will you fight for this country when you know the time is right?
Will you fight the peace keeping forces today?
We’re gonna fight the peace keeping forces
The peace keeping forces
Those UN-godly troops will have to pay
Don’t you think those light bright blue helmets
Sure make darn good targets…hup, two, three, four
They stand out like shrimp boats on the bay
There’s no more sinister way to attack the USA
Than to do it the New World Order way. Hey!
Evil, Filthy, Rotton Conspiracy
Now have you seen them flying saucers
Or some of them black helicopters
Flyin’ down low and over my back yard recently?
Seen them foreign troops in ninja suits
Leavin’ imprints of their combat boots
In the meadow down near the neighbor next to me?
Heard they’re buildin’ concentration camps
From the rate hike off our postage stamps
To protect and defend their great democracy
Though my vote in the last election
Didn’t quite match the same projection
Made by those beautiful talking heads on my TV
And when I called them to complain
And I asked them to explain
They just said that it proves that you’re not
In the grove of the new majority
Yeah sure…
Well just between you and me
Can’t you feel the conspiracy?
Can’t you sense the hypocrisy
As they call it democracy
Well it’s a threat to your sanity
And not to mention your liberty
And it’s all an evil filthy rotten conspiracy
Now they got micro waves and laser beams
And rays to look inside your dreams
And satellites that can see your BVD’s
They got chips that fit inside your head
That’ll make you think their thoughts instead
And drugs that’ll make you do just as they please
And to make things even more serious
They got strains of new bacteria’s
That are surely to cause some unknown new disease
And that’s why we got fear and high anxiety
And paranoid perplexity
And the gradual loss of all our liberties
And as they try to bring us all down
They might leave us with a frown
They might even be the source of all
the rumors in this town
Well just between you and me
Can’t you feel the conspiracy?
Can’t you sense the hypocrisy
As they call it democracy
Well it’s a threat to your sanity
And not to mention your liberty
And it’s all an evil filthy rotten conspiracy
So as they redirect our mail
And all our incoming phone calls
To the Central Intelligence Agency
We’ll just hope and pray someday they’ll see
That you and me are not the enemy
Nor do we believe in cult theology
And as their police try to bust us
We’ll keep tryin’ to find some justice
Though its hidden’ behind a wall of masonry
We’ll keep working out our Salvation
With the feelin’ of fear and tremblin’
Hopin’ and praying someday the truth
might set us all free
And just ’cause the media won’t respond
Don’t mean there’s nothin’ going on
And brother what’ll ya do if there’s somethin’ to
All the words inside this song?
Well you can say that I’m wild eyed
That all my fears are unjustified
Or that I’m totally mystified
By a Man who was crucified
But just between you and me
What hung Him up on that tree
It was all an evil filthy rotten conspiracy
Yeah, it’s all an evil filthy rotten conspiracy
Believe me!
I Am The Unknown Soldier
Lyrics inspired by, Patricia O’Grady Parcells
I am the unknown soldier
Some call me M.I.A.
Some say I can’t go home again
Some say I chose to stay
I am the unknown soldier
Who you refuse to know
A brother and a friend of yours
Who left so long ago
Some call me P.O.W.
The one they left behind
I am the unknown soldier
The one they never tried to find
I’m the one they never tried to find
I’m a farmer from Missouri
The soldier from St. Paul
I was the hero of my family
And still my pictures upon their wall
I’m a poet and a scholar
And the boy who lived next door
I am the unknown soldier
Forgotten on a foreign shore
Long forgotten on a foreign shore
I was someone’s lovin’ daddy
I was someone’s pride and joy
I was someone’s tender lover
A worried Mama’s little boy
And if you should just forget me here
Then should I forget you too
Please won’t you try to bring me home
For I’m someone who belongs to you
I’m still someone who belongs to you
I am the unknown soldier
With no more tears to shed
I’m just a fading memory
A part of the living dead
My country has betrayed me
Yet I have forgiven you
And every night I pray to God
That somehow he’ll forgive you too
Yes even somehow he’ll forgive you too
I am the unknown soldier
The one for whom you cried
That familiar face that you can’t face
The one your country told you died
I am the unknown soldier
With dreams you’ll rescue me
And I am a man who understand
Only death might ever set me free
Only death might ever set me free
I am the unknown soldier
And I’m black and blue and gray
I said I am the unknown soldier
And I die slowly every day
And I’m tired and I’m hungry
And I’m lonely and I’m cold
I am the unknown soldier
The one you bought and sold
I’m the one you bought and sold
So lay down close beside me now
And gently stroke my face
And wrap your arms around me now
Before we leave this place
Some called me P.O.W.
Some called me M.I.A.
Some say I can’t come home again
But I will return someday
Why The Banksters Keep Us Dumb
Today, we’re all going to learn a new term
It’s only two words, now listen closely
Can all of you say…
Constructive Fraud?
Did you ever get the feelin’
as your stairin’ at the ceilin’
That this game of life we play ain’t fair?
Seems as fast as we can make it
there’s a hand that grabs and takes it
Till they plant us in a grave somewhere
Like a rodent on a treadmill,
we keep pushin’ for it up hill
But we never seem to get to far
Well if you think you’re bein’ taken
Then your ready to awaken
to the truth of what we really are
We’re all indentured,
servitudal slaves over burdened
and bewildered feudal knaves
Who have lost our soul posterity
through ignorance and apathy
And now we’re bein’ taxed out of our graves
And as long as we stay passive we’ll succumb
Contented with some socialistic crumb
Well, the naked truth and fact is,
we’re all saps who pay our taxes
And that is why the Banksters keep us dumb
Could the state of our condition
be the product of omission
What we didn’t learn in public schools?
And did our Fathers all through history
all fight and die for liberty
So we could play the tyrants fools?
And can you call it education
when it’s all indoctrination
To obey the hidden powers that be
Did we fight the revolution,
did we win the world wars
Just to slumber into slavery?
We’re all indentured servitutal slaves
Over burdened and bewildered feudal knaves
Who have lost our soul posterity,
through ignorance and apathy
And now we’re bein’ taxed out of our graves
And as long as we stay passive we’ll succumb
Contented with some humanistic crumb
Well the naked truth and fact is
we’re all saps who pay those taxes
And that is why the Banksters keep us dumb
While Franklin and Eleanor
were tellin’ us they hated war
They made a deal behind our backs
They said the bankers could enslave us
for a portion of our wages
And today we call it income tax
But what they failed then to tell us
was the way they planned to sell us
In to statutory slavery
Now it’s called constructive fraud
some even claim the wrath of God
I call it social insecurity
Let’s stop bein’ indentured servitudal slaves
Over burdened and bewildered feudal knaves
and reclaim our lost posterity
Rise up and proclaim liberty
it’s high time we rocked the boat
and make some waves
‘Cause as long as we stay passive we’ll succumb
they’ll starve us on their communistic crumb
And the naked truth and fact is
we don’t have to pay those taxes
Yes it’s time we showed those the Banksters
those international gangsters
So let’s turn the tables and spoil all their fun
That’s all!
Seventeen Little Children (Waco)
“…The world can therefore sieze this opportunity–
to fulfill the long held promise of a new world order,
for brutality–will go unrewarded…” President George Bush
Just in case you don’t remember
Let me jog your memory
In a church they called the Waco compound
Back in April ’93
Seventeen Little Children
All so helpless and so small
Died a senseless death of gas and flames
How many names can you recall?
Seventeen Little Children
Don’t it make you wonder why?
Seventeen Little Children
How could they deserve to die?
Maybe we should stop and ask ourselves
Have we become so blind
Will Seventeen Little Children
Finally open up your mind?
How did you sleep last night Bill Clinton?
Tell me did you feel their pain?
As Seventeen Little Children
Cried out and perished in the flames!
Attorney General Janet Reno
I accept your offer to resign
How can you stand for law and order now
When you won’t answer to your crimes?
Seventeen Little Children
All so helpless and so small
Seventeen Little Children
How many names can you recall?
Maybe we should stop and ask ourselves
Have we become so blind?
Will Seventeen Little Children
Finally open up your mind?
I’ve heard it said “The Branch Davidians”
Only got what they deserved
Yet no one seems to know
What laws were broken
What was in the warrant
They never served?
Yesterday I sold my TV set
Stopped my subscription to the Times
To me it’s plain to see the media
Was an accomplice to these crimes!
Seventeen Little Children
Don’t it make you wonder why?
Seventeen Little Children
How did they deserve to die?
Maybe we should stop and ask ourselves
Have we become so blind?
Will Seventeen Little Children
Finally open up your mind?
Open up your mind!
Hang ’em High
A bureaucrat woke up one day with nothin’ much to do
He tried to put his street clothes on but couldn’t find his shoe
The night before he tied one on now cobwebs filled his head
By afternoon he called in sick and then went back to bed
The next day he felt shaky but he made it off to work
And voted to increase his pay and take another perk
Although the people cried out loud and told him what to do
Instead of tryin’ to cut the cost he increased revenue
Yippee Yi Yo Yippee Yi Yeah
Tax hikes are on the way and he said, tax’em tax’em tax’em
Though it breaks their back some
Tax’em where they run where they hide
In winters freezin’ weather if we can’t tax their sweater
We’ll try to tax the hair off their hide
My Congressman just voted yes to increase foreign aid
Although our nations infrastructure’s worn and torn and frayed
While veterans and nations son’s become the unemployed
Since NAFTA passed those aliens will gladly fill the void
Yippee Yi Yo Yippee Yi Yeah
Vengeance is on the way I say……
We hang’um hang’um hang’um till their toes are danglin’
Stretch those traitors necks hang’um high
Before they up and bust us lets use old fashion justice
Go out and get a rope and hang’um high
My Senator just voted yes to pass the “Brady Bill”
He thinks if he can take my gun it’s him who won’t be killed
He doesn’t give a hang about the crime he helps create
As long as bribes keep comin’ in American’s can wait
Yippee Yi Yo Yippee Yahweh
Vengeance is on the way it’s time we hang’um hang’um hang’um
Till their toes are danglin’
Stretch those traitors necks hang’um high
Before they up and bust us let’s use old fashion justice
Go out and get a rope and hang’um high
Check ’em out size ’em up look ’em up find ’em out
If they’re in vote ’em out if they’re out hunt’em down
Drag’em into the court every traitorous one
Use your vote like a rope hang’um high
hang’um high, Yeah!
We Ain’t Gonna Fight For
The New World Order
We ain’t gonna wait around any longer, we ain’t gonna’ hesitate anymore
Now that we’ve opened up our eyes and analyzed the situation
We realize that we’re in a war
And it’s a struggle for the life of our nation
For the survival of our sovereignty
And it’s a battle for the heart and mind and soul of our people
For our Freedom and our Liberty
And so we ain’t gonna fight for the New World Order
And we ain’t gonna train to be no UN soldier
And we ain’t gonna give the enemy no more aid nor quarter
‘Cause we ain’t gonna fight for the New World Order
Said, no way Jose. They can’t make us ’cause they can’t break us
Say adios to old Butrose Butrose
Surrender our nation to your global plantation?
…I don’t think so
We’re gonna fire off some letters to Congress
We’re gonna’ floodem’ with or faxes and phone calls
We’re gonna tellem’ we the people won’t put up with their treason
With their stealin’ and their stallin’ and stone walls
And if they keep forgettin’ just who the boss is
We might as well not pay’um anymore taxes
If we the people finally get our whole act together
We could have the Global Bankers for breakfast
Because we ain’t gonna fight for the New World Order
And we ain’t gonna train to be no UN soldier
And we ain’t gonna give the enemy no more aid nor quarter
Cause we ain’t gonna fight for the New World Order
We say, no way Jose. They can’t make us ’cause they can’t break us
Say good-bye and so long to the new guy Kofi Annon
Trade away our system for global communism?
WE DON’T THINK SOOO!!!!!
We’re gonna’ agitate some radio stations.
We’re gonna’ try to get’um playin’ our songs
And if they flat refuse to play patriotic music
Then we’ll know whose side they’re really on
And when we take it to the streets of our cities
We’ll force the media to cover our action
And when we vote we’re gonna dominate the comin’ elections
And make the Rockefellers wonder what happened
And so we ain’t gonna fight for the New World Order
And we Ain’t gonna’ train to be no UN soldier
And we ain’t gonna’ give the enemy no more aid nor quarter
‘Cause we ain’t gonna fight for the New World Order
God bless the Republic. Through faith we can not fail.
Death to the New World Order and we shall prevail!!!!!
There Ain’t No Skeleton in Jesus’ Closet
Now you’ve heard the story
About the King of Kings
Who was born of a Virgin
And above all things
Yes He was and He wasn’t
And He is and He’s yet to come
And how He went to the desert
And was tempted thrice
By the serpent who was Satan
And the father of lies
How He did all the things that He did
‘Cause He was YAHWEH’S own son
He said “I am the way
The truth and the life”
So they hung Him on a tree
‘Till He was crucified
Then they carried Him
And buried Him in a tomb
Three days and three nights long
And with a bang and a clang
And a great big boom
The angel removed the stone
From the tomb
And when they all went lookin’ inside
Well Jesus He was gone
Now you know
There ain’t no skeleton
In Jesus’ closet
The Father has caused it
For the Son to be redeemed
When you’re resurrected
From the grave
You leave no deposit
Yes there ain’t no skeleton
In Jesus’ closet
Now as the Spirit moved
And the Church caught fire
And the Gospel spread
Through the Roman Emperor
That old devil’s old world order
Was turned upside down
It seemed the more that he martyred
And he crucified
The more the Holy Ghost
Of Jesus Christ was multiplied
Until the Gospel of the savin’ grace
Of Christ was finally spread
The world around
All because
There ain’t no skeleton
In Jesus’ closet
The Father has caused it
For the Son to be redeemed
When your resurrected
From the grave
You leave no deposit
Yes there ain’t no skeleton
In Jesus’ closet
Now the Muslims say
It’s down to Allah you bow
The Hindus pray
They’ll come back as a cow
The Orientals say
Only Buddha’s the way
But what are they gonna say
On resurrection day?
Now the world’s got leaders
That are tryin’ to lead
But the truth of the matter
Is they’re all deceived
‘Cause they’ve all got secrets
In their past that they’re
Tryin’ to hide
So when Satan steps up
To make his deals
He threatens to tell
All the other big wheels
So they all conspire together
To save their own hides
But you know
There ain’t no skeleton
In Jesus’ closet
The Father had caused it
For the Son to be redeemed
When you’re resurrected from the grave
You leave no deposit
Yes there ain’t no skeleton
In Jesus’ closet
Yes there ain’t no skeleton
In Jesus’ closet
I’m The Resister
Did you think your plans were secret,
When you left your office last night,
And you closed the door behind you?
Were you walkin’ in your sleep,
Or were you just to tired to notice,
All the watchful eyes upon you?
There’s the man who does the maintenance
And the maid who cleans the carpets in the hall
And the guard down in the lobby
Through a hidden T.V. camera saw it all
I’ve observed your nervous habits
And your random acts and patterns
And I’ve learned you’re not a nice guy
And your phony faced deception
Is your secret silent weapon
And your modus operandi
This little birdie told me
Who was talkin’ to a fly upon the wall
So when you think nobody’s lookin’
I’m the eye that passes by ya
When you think nobody’s listenin’ I’m the listener…
I’m the Resister
I could be your next door neighbor
Who drops by to ask a favor
Who pretends to be your brother
Or a member of The Order
Who’s a secret Sunday soldier
From an underground militia
I could even be your butler or your chauffeur
Who just opened your car door
I’m the butcher, I’m the baker, I’m your future trouble maker
I’m the guy that used to date your little sister
I’m The Resister
You can spin your little stories
‘Till nobody will believe you any more
You can plot your deadly schemes
And say it isn’t what it seems
But let me tell you what this means…
This means war !
I can be a midnight raider
And a cyberspace invader
Who impersonates a female
Or another crazed commuter
On the information highway
Who just crashed inside your e-mail
When I was in your part of town
I strolled around and slipped this note under your door
So when ya think nobody’s lookin’
I’m the eye that passes by ya
When ya think nobody’s listenin’ I’m the listener…
I’m The Resister
The News Behind The News
Have you ever stopped to wonder why the world’s in such a mess?
Why there’s so much mindless mayhem on the T.V. in the press?
Why so many busy businessmen are snappin’ from the stress?
And the rest of us are joggin’ from depression?
Did it ever once occur to you or ever cross your mind?
That the problems of this nation are created by design?
That no matter what they tell ya there’s another bottom line?
Intertwined between the patterns of deception?
Since our eyes were first open and our ears began to hear
They’ve been herding us like cattle through our fantasy and fear
They rule us through illusion and confusion of the mind
And by changing subtle meanings to the words between the lines
It’s the news behind the news and the methods you can use
It’s the blueprint and the plan you can rely on
And it’s written in the Protocols Of The Learned Elders Of Zion
Move along now all you little bovine…
Now they’ll tell ya it’s a forgery they’ll say that it’s a fake
That some anti-Semite wrote it for the money that he’d make
It’s been slanderized and demonized and labeled “racist hate”
By the same who stake a claim to it’s creation
Now I’m not here to try to argue if it’s fake or if it’s true
If the author was a commie or the likes of you know who
What I’m really tryin’ to tell ya and to get across to you
That it’s the blueprint to the downfall of our nation
There’s a cause to the chaos that’s occurring in the land
There’s a road to communism there’s a global master plan
You’ll never read about it in a book of history
‘Cause it’s been hidden from the masses to control their destiny
It’s the news behind the news and the methods that they use
It’s the blueprint and the plan they all rely on
And it’s written in the Protocols of the Learned Elders of Zion
Yee haw!
Now them Protocols of Zion have a crazy history
Henry Ford gave out a copy free, with every Model “T”
It’s a crime to even own one if you live in Germany
Though it’s not an anti-Jewish publication
So if you ever get a chance to get a copy of your own
Just remember not to ever leave it lyin’ ’round your home
‘Cause ya never know just where their snoopy news reporters roam
One might even be a friend or close relation
It’s the cause to the chaos that’s occurring in the land
It’s the source of communism, it’s the global master plan
You’ll never read about it in a book of history
‘Cause it’s been hidden from the masses to control our destiny
It’s the news behind the news and the methods that they use
It’s the blueprint and the plan they all rely on
And it’s written in the Protocols of the Learned Elders of Zion
And it’s written in the Protocols of the Learned Elders of Zion
Yee Haw! Go ahead and wail at your wall!
Don’t Go Castin’ Your Pearls
(Before Swine)
Well guess who called me the other day
A TV reporter from down in L.A.
He said he heard a song
A little while ago
On some obscure talk radio show
Then he asked if I was the writer of
The music I just mentioned in the lyrics above
But now that I look back at the wisdom I lacked
I probably never should’a said too much
And as he pressured me to share with him a word or two
And we carried on a telephonic interview
A wee still voice inside my head, was sayin’
“You’re gonna be sorry for every word you just said”
Then sure enough right after he was through
He slandered and defamed me on the evenin’ news
I should’a listened instead to the voice inside my head
‘Cause here’s what it said to me
You don’t go castin’ your pearls before swine
‘Cause they’re only gonna trample them
Into the muck and grime
And when they’re through they’ll turn on you
And burn you every time
So don’t go castin’ you pearls before swine
And when I went off to sing a song in Washington
I was hounded my those dirty dogs at CNN
Who said they wanted to do a favor for me
By givin’ me a little free publicity
I should’a never let ’em turn their lyin’ cameras on
‘Cause when the cuttin’ and the editin’ was finally done’
They put horns on my head by changin’ everything I said
They made me sound like the devils own son
So you don’t go castin’ your pearls before swine
‘Cause they’re only gonna trample them
Into the muck and grime
And when they’re through they’ll turn on you
And smear you every time
So don’t go castin’ your pearls before swine
Now there’s ABC Oink! Oink! Oink!
And there’s NBC Oink! Oink! Oink!
CBS Oink! Oink! Oink! and CNN
The New York Times Oink! Oink! Oink!
The L. A. Times Oink! Oink! Oink!
And The Washington Post
Are just a few of the most porkiest people
NBC called to let me know
They were gonna use the music on a TV show
They were gonna use the song
I wrote about the wrong
That happened up in Ruby Ridge Idaho
But then they got a threat’n letter from the ADL
That said “You use that kind of music,
We’ll make your life hell”
Then they dropped me off the show
And now I think I know
Why the music doesn’t sell that well
So you don’t go castin’ your pearls before swine
‘Cause they’re only gonna trample them
Into the muck and grime
And when they’re through they’ll turn on you
And rip you every time
So don’t go castin’ your pearls before swine
No you don’t go castin’ your pearls before swine
I said you don’t go castin’ your pearls
To them sanctimonious media boys and girls
You don’t go castin’ your pearls before swine
Oink!
Rock Them in Their Ivory Towers
If not you then who will take a stand?
If not now then when will there be time to free this land?
From the curse of the serpents disguised as the Holy ones
Who crept in unawares by the cover of night
Who conspired to deceive us and rob and relieve us
Of life worth livin’ for
It’s time we rock them in their ivory towers
Make them fear the rage in the wrath of the coming storm
Rock them in their ivory towers
Make them feel the fire in the ire of the people’s scorn
Rock them with this sound
‘Till the sound shakes the ground
And the towers crumble down and they drown
In the blood, sweat and tears
Face to face, we’ll fight because we must
Race to race before they soil the blood of all mankind
Now the choices are few and the times swiftly running out
Still there’s something we can do if we only will try
It is time for our people to arouse from their sleep
Because now’s the eleventh hour
And time to rock them in their ivory towers
Make them fear the rage in the wrath of the coming storm
Rock them in their ivory towers
Make them feel the fire in the ire of the people’s scorn
Rock them with this sound
‘Till the sound shakes the ground
And the towers crumble down and they drown
In the blood, sweat and tears
If not you then who will take a stand?
If not now then when will there ever be time to free this land?
From the curse of the serpents disguised as the Holy ones
Who crept in unawares by the cover of night
Who conspired to deceive us and rob and relieve us
Of life worth livin’ for
It’s time we rock them in their ivory towers
Make them fear the rage in the wrath of the coming storm
Rock them in their ivory towers
Make them feel the fire in the ire of the people’s scorn
Rock them in their ivory towers
Before this moment slowly turns into hours
Rock them in their ivory towers
Before these hours slowly turn into years
Rock them with this sound
‘Till the sound shakes the ground and the towers crumble down
And they drowned, in the blood, swear and tears
In the blood, sweat and tears
Their own blood, sweat and tears
Rock them in their ivory towers
It’s Not Over Until We Win
How the tears of joy shall flow and our smiles will beam and glow.
When those bad old foes we’ve fought for years finally fall from one last blow.
So don’t give up on hope to soon girl, before this day arrives
Just heave a sigh and try to dry all these teardrops from your eyes,
‘Cause there’s still time for me and you. There’s still love to see us through.
There’s still miles of road we’ve yet to travel and so much we still can do.
So won’t you choose now to lose these blues and remember this my friend,
That it’s not over girl, until we win.
It’s not over ’till our adversary’s down for the count. It’s not over till the last bell rings.
It’s not over ’till the crowd stands up to scream and shout,
Until the big ol’ friendly fat lady sings.
And as far as I know there’s a ways yet to go,
So we might as well hang tough ’till the end
‘Cause it’s not over girl, until we win. No it’s not over girl until we win.
When ever I stop and think about the many times we faced impossible odds,
When the hopelessness and despair felt so intense,
That we didn’t think we could hold out any longer.
Yet time and again we were given the grace to overcome those odds,
And the courage to keep fightin’ the fight,
Now what it proves to me is, we got angels watchin’ over us.
So if you can, just keep your hope alive for a little bit longer,
And keep believing in the promise that the truth will one day set us free,
Then there shall be a glorious future awaiting us girl.
For I’ve read the end of the story, and it’s not over until we win!
Yeah
‘Cause there’s still time for me and you. There’s still love to see us through
There’s still miles of road we’ve yet to travel and so much we still can do.
So won’t you choose now to lose these blues and remember this my friend,
That it’s not over girl, until we win.
It’s not over ’till our adversary’s down for the count. It’s not over till the last bell rings
It’s not over ’till the crowd stands up to scream and shout
Until the big ol’ friendly fat lady sings.
And as far as I know there’s a ways yet to go
So we might as well hang tough ’till the end
‘Cause it’s not over girl, until we win No it’s not over girl until we win
It’s not over girl until we win It’s not over girl until we win
Almost Not Here Anymore
One day I met this fine old Patriot
While down at the county jail
Who would not allow a friend of his
To show and post his bail
And when I asked him “Watcha in here for?”
His eyes starred straight through me
And then he said, “Young man
I’m in here for the sake of Liberty,”
He said “It starts the day you enter this
Old world of scoff and scorn
With a state approved certificate
To prove that you was born
Somehow the state believes without it
That we might all just disappear
And if there’s one thing true
About a tyrants rule
It’s still his biggest fear
And me I’m almost not here anymore
I’ve dropped out through lost liberties trap door
I’ve rescinded all those papers
After I learned what they was for
And me I’m almost not here anymore
He said, “I found myself
Inside this cell
A week or so ago,”
When a law enforcement officer
He said he kidnapped him off the road
“When he asked to see my license
And my vehicle registration
And some proof I had insurance”
That’s when he thought he’d have some fun
And so he told that county officer
“I don’t mean to ridicule
But you should be smart enough to know
This ain’t no vehicle
‘Cause when your mode of transportation
Ain’t for commercial purposes
You don’t need no registration
Or insurance or licenses”
You see I’m almost not here anymore
I’ve dropped out through lost liberties trap door
I’ve rescinded all those contracts
After I learned what they was for
And me I’m almost not here anymore
Just ’cause I used to be 543-46-6673
Don’t mean the truth you see
Can’t set me free
To be a Son of Liberty
You see I’m almost not here anymore
I’ve dropped out through lost liberties trap door
I’ve rescinded all those numbers
After I learned what they was for
And me I’m almost not here anymore
It aint fiction it’s a fact
And I ain’t never comin’ back
Until my Congressman’s
Behind these prison doors…
Alphabet Soup
BATF… IRS
CIA and FBI
FDA and FCC
ADL and KGB
Now I know my ABC’S
All of which spell tyranny
America, America
America, America
Is it to late to save you?
Will foreign troops invade your soil?
Will government enslave you?
Will the greatness that was once your crown
Be trampled in the streets?
Oh America don’t let your name
Go down in such defeat
America, America
The tide is rising fast
Don’t you think it’s time now
To remember your great past?
America, America
Now the tide can still be turned
Just open up your eyes
And see the lesson to be learned
America, America
Once God’s word was your standard
How gradually you’ve compromised
How far you’ve finally wandered
For the years of silent apathy
To God we now repent
For the years of work we might have done
That’s already now been spent
America, America
The tide is rising fast
Don’t you think it’s time now
To remember your great past?
America, America
Now the tide can still be turned
Just open up your eyes
And see the lesson to be learned
America, America
This land needs Jesus now
If He’s confined within the church
It’s walls will crumble down
We must awake, we must arise
For His Kingdom to secure
We Know the battle has been won
Yes, the victory is sure
America, America
The tide is rising fast
Don’t you think it’s time now
To remember your great past?
America, America
Now the tide can still be turned
Just open up your eyes
And see the lesson to be learned
Every Day in America
Bill Clinton Speech
So I say this to the militias and all others who believe that
the greatest threat to freedom comes from the government, if you
appropriate our sacred symbols for paranoid purposes and compare
yourselves to Colonial Militias who fought for the democracy that you
now rail against, YOU ARE WRONG! How dare you call yourselves
Patriots and Heroes. If you say the government is in a conspiracy to
take you freedom away, YOU ARE JUST PLAIN WRONG. THERE
IS NO FREEDOM….
Bill Clinton
The Federal Reserve Isn’t Federal at All!
Woe, the federal reserve isn’t federal at all
It isn’t even close to being constitutional
It’s fraudulently shoved this country, up against the wall
Woe, the federal reserve isn’t federal at all
Would you like to know the reasons why your taxes are so high?
Would you like to know what fuels inflation every time you buy?
Would you like to know who takes the biggest slice out of your pie?
It’s the federal reserve and I’m here to tell you why
It’s not that complicated to explain in laymen terms
When somethin’s really rotten it is sure to crawl with worms
And that somethin’ really rotten happen in this nations past
It’s been feeding on our prosperity until now we’re sinking fast
Woe, the federal reserve isn’t federal at all
It isn’t even close to being constitutional
It’s fraudulently shoved this country up against the wall
Woe , the federal reserve isn’t federal at all
How would you like to print up money
On your very own private press?
And loan it out to all your friends at staggering high interest?
Bet it wouldn’t take too long
Until you owned the whole neighborhood
Well, that’s what the feds been doin’
since our Congress said they could
Now our Congress shirked their duty back in December 1913
That’s when the value of our money changed from gold to inky green
And when they shrugged the constitution off
they dammed this nations fate it was a blatant violation
Of article one and section eight
Woe, the federal reserve isn’t federal at all
It isn’t even close to bein’ constitutional
It’s fraudulently shoved this country up against the wall
Woe, the federal reserve isn’t federal at all
You got The FBI, The FCC, The Federal Trade Commission Agency
And they all have one thing in common, that is their federal
But here’s one thing if you haven’t guessed
There ain’t anything federal about the Federal Express
And the only thing federal about the reserve is that it’s Criminal!
Now if I was to tell you that we’re under Martial Law
And there ain’t no sense in waitin’ for the final ax to fall
And that the money that we’re spendin’s really military script
Would you say that I’ve gone crazy, would you think that I’ve been hipped?
Woe, the federal reserve isn’t federal at all
It isn’t even close to being constitutional
It’s fraudulently shoved this country up against the wall
Woe, the federal reserve isn’t federal at all
No the federal reserve isn’t federal, it’s just criminal, at all…
Let’s just dump it!!
I’m A Free Man
I was born on the wings of an eagle
In this one time wonderful land of free people
I was planted right straight down on a piece of sanctified ground
That was written about in my Holy Bible
I was raised in the backwoods of Virginia
I took my first two steps and discovered Carolina
I was a natural free born child growin’ up green and wild
I was one of the original Sons of Liberty ya’ll
Now I’m a Free Man. Nobody better tread on me
Nobody better try to say that I’m his boy
‘Cause I’m the Son of Liberty
Yes I’m a Free Man and I’m here to make some history
I won’t compromise with tyranny
I won’t tolerate a tax upon my cup of tea
‘Cause I’m a Free Man
Nobody better tread on me. Nobody better tread on me
I learned to fight in the War of Independence
Where I defended the Rights of all of my descendants
I finally earned my wings to fly on that famous Fourth of July
When I proved to the world that I could make a difference
Was temporarily defeated in the South land
When them Federal boys invaded God’s Graceland
And since the War Between the States, they’ve tried to keep us all Federal slaves
But you know me and the Lord and the South, we’re gonna’ rise again friend
‘Cause I’m a Free Man. Nobody better tread on me
Nobody better try to say that I’m his boy
‘Cause I’m the Son of Liberty
Yes I’m a Free Man and I’m here to make some history
I won’t compromise with tyranny
I won’t tolerate no statutory slavery
‘Cause I’m a Free Man
Nobody better tread on me. I said, nobody better tread on me
It’s time we see that the enemy’s within us
And even right today they’re tryin’ to Washington deceive us
They thought they had us all surrounded up in that there Montana township
But all’s they did was create a couple more million of us
Yes I’m a Free Man. Nobody better tread on me
Nobody better try to say that I’m his boy
‘Cause I’m the Son of Liberty
Yes I’m a Free Man and I’m here to make some history
I ain’t liable, for nor subject to, nor regulated by Internal Revenue
‘Cause I’m a Free Man. Nobody better tread on me
Because the Lord ya’ see, He set me free
And where the spirit of the Lord is, there is Liberty
To be a Free Man. Nobody better tread on me
Nobody better tread on me.
I Want To Be An Extremist
As Mrs. and Mr. America fret, they huddle ’round their TV set
They worry and they sweat
They’re thinkin’ I’m the enemy the one they need to get
Because their mind controllers tell them I’m a major threat
The talking heads, the daily press
They cultivate stupidity and harvest ignorance
They point a crooked finger and they’re all unanimous
By callin’ me “Extremist” ’cause I’m down on Zionists
So now I want to sing a new song…
(Chorus)
I want to be an Extremist, I want join a militia and wear camouflage
I want to be an Extremist and run around and sing a rabble rousin’ rebel song
And sympathize with the “skinnies”, who realize it was the (CENSORED) who did the Germans wrong
I want to be an Extremist, I want to get the job done
Now what’s so bad, about being Extreme, If I’m extremely innocent, if I’m extremely keen
If I’m extremely paranoid it’s cause of what I’ve seen
That’s written in between the lines of every magazine
The FBI, the CIA, are workin for the KGB and getting in my way
’cause they don’t like my politics they dog me everyday
I’m gettin’ tired of telling them the problem is Oui Vey
The enemy is Communism
(Repeat Chorus)
The common man, he’s so confused
He wants to know the truth but all he gets is phony news
His state of mind is captured by the mobs opposing views
His only guarantee is that he’s sure to be amused
Now some may win, but most will loose
Their lives are only figments of the thoughts they cannot choose
And I doubt you’ll ever see me on the 6 ‘oclock news
Exposing lying, thieving, cheating, communist (CENSORED)
Who made me sing this song.
(Repeat Chorus)
…And I just want to have fun
It’s Coming Down
It’s comin’ down, it’s comin’ down
The New World Order’s trainin’ armies on our ground
With soldiers dressed in black and blue
To aim the cross hairs of their guns at me and you
I know a man who lives way up in Idaho
Whose sole desire was only to be left alone
One day he sold a so called friend a gun
One day the Federal Troops showed up
And shot his wife and son
It’s comin’ down, it’s all around
The New World Order’s trainin’ armies on our ground
Storm troopers dressed in black and blue
To aim the cross hairs of their guns at me and you
Way down upon a Waco Texas farm
I saw the lawless law there flex it’s long lean arm
Before the sealed search warrants could even be served
The ATF shot up the place
Some got what they deserved
It’s comin’ down, it’s in your town
The New World Order’s trainin’ armies on our ground
Storm troopers dress in black and blue
I bet their leaders think their foolin’ me and you
Now foreign troops they train upon American soil
They hide and sneak around like snakes that slither and coil
And while the people turn their heads complacently
Their federal income tax goes up to fund this tyranny
It’s comin’ down, it’s in your town
The New World Order’s trainin’ armies on our ground
Storm troopers dressed in blue and black
Like the vicious dogs they are, their trainin’ to attack !
It’s Dangerous to be Right
(When the Government is Wrong)
The song you are about to hear is true . Though some of the events described have not occurred in the life of the author, they have occurred in the lives of thousands of other revenue oppressed Americans. The author disclaims any responsibility or liability for any loss incurred as a consequence of the use and the application of any of the following information, which is not provided for the purpose of rendering any legal advice or professional services in other words, this song is totally frivolous and without merit..Not !
Last April right around tax time along with my 1040 form
I sent the IRS a message, to tell them they was wrong
And I told them I was sick and tired of playin’ their cheatin’ game
And as for all my honest hard earned wages, to them they never had no claim
Because I never worked in Puerto Rico nor lived in Washington D.C.
I wasn’t under their jurisdiction, and there was nothin’ they could do to me
And since I’ve never ever been an employee of the Federal government
I ain’t libel for, nor subject to – no I never owed you one red cent
But let me tell you…………
It’s dangerous to be right, when the government is wrong
They’ll trample down your rights, as they break inside your home
They’ll terrorize your sweet bride as they put the hard lien on
Yes it’s dangerous to be right when the government is wrong
Now it didn’t take them very long before they garnished all my hard earned pay
Then they repossed my pick-up truck and had it towed away
Then they up and seized my bank accounts as
they auctioned off my family farm
And to keep me from provin’ my innocence, well they shackled me in iron
Now let me tell you…………
It’s dangerous to be right when the government is wrong
They’ll trample down your rights as they break inside your home
They’ll terrorize your sweet bride as they put the hard lien on
Yes it’s dangerous to be right when the government is wrong
Now the truth about the IRS code is that it’s fraudulently misapplied
Because the legal definition of tax payer is exclusively derived
So all you agents of the evil IRS are in reality a bunch of thieves
Who are workin’ for the foreign bankers to bring America to her knees
So, listen up you international banksters and all you traitorous Congressmen
And all you low down lyin’ thievin’ cheatin’ lawyers
Better leave the country while you can
Cause when the people find out the truth about how the
income tax is based on fraud
They’re gonna rise up all across this nation;
they’re gonna rout you vipers out by God
To use the famous words of Andy Jackson,
“Were gonna rout you vipers out by God”
Then it’s gonna be dangerous cause were right and the government is wrong
We’ll trample down their rights as we break inside their homes
We’ll terrorize their sweet brides as we put the hard lien on
Yes we’re dangerous cause we’re right and the government is wrong
With explicit reservations of all rights without prejudice per UCC 1-207
Leave Our Guns Alone!
It’s almost imperceptible the way they gain their ground
They steal an inch, just to take a mile
Every time you turn around
They assassinate our liberties
And cause me sleepless nights
Every time they pass another firearms law they
Assault my Bill Of Rights!
As they plea for public safety
And they press on towards their goal
I say the Brady Bill is a stab in the back
In the fight for gun control
‘Cause I’m a fight to keep alive
Freedom in the Bill Of Rights
Native born American
Who’s gonna rise and take a stand
Draw a line in the sand
Hold the line till Kingdom come
So if they ever try to legislate
Send the troops to confiscate
Before the dirty deed gets done
Somebody’s blood on down the street might run
If they ever try to come and take my gun!
No! they better never try to come and take my gun
They better leave our guns alone!
Is it more than just coincidence
When ever Congress takes the Hill
How the blood just spews from the evening news
Before they pass another bill
And it’s an insult to my senses
When I read, The New York Times
How the truth gets buried
On the very back page
Some where there between the lines
Well there’s a method to their madness
And the media their tool
And do they really think that I’m truly that dumb
To be played for such a fool?
Well, I’m a fight to keep alive
Freedom in The Bill Of Rights
Native born American
Who’s gonna rise and take a stand
Draw a line in the sand
Hold the line till Kingdom come
So if they ever try to legislate
Send the troops to confiscate
Before the dirty deed gets done
Somebody’s blood on down the street might run
If they ever try to come and take my gun
No! they better never try to come and take my gun!
“Just leave our liberty teeth alone!”
They tell me that I’m paranoid
I see things that aren’t there
While they flood the country full of aliens
There’s crime and trouble everywhere
They say, they have to take my guns away
To save me from myself
Am I a threat to National Security?
Or their One World Common Wealth?
Well, here’s one thing they don’t tell you
That they don’t want you to know
When a tyrant finally gets a hold of your guns
That’s when he takes control!
Well, I’m a die to keep alive
Freedom in The Bill Of Rights
Native born American
Who’s gonna rise and take a stand
Draw a line in the sand
Hold the line till Kingdom come
So if they ever try to legislate
Send the troops to confiscate
Before the dirty deed gets done
Somebody’s blood on down the street might run
If they ever try to come and take my gun!
Said, they better never try to come and take my gun
They better leave our guns alone!
‘Cause I’ve got an unalienable right to defend myself
And it’s backed up by the second amendment
Of the United States Constitution
No, they better never try to come and take my gun
They better leave our guns alone!
You can’t have my gun
But I might share with ya a few of my bullets!
Yeah! No, they better never ever
No, they better never ever
No, they better never ever try to come
And take my gun
Just leave them guns alone!
Get A Grip On Immigration
Now here’s a song for all you liberals
Who believe your ways are best
Who don’t mind over-crowdin’ this nation
With a swarm of foreign immigrants
Who don’t care about the population
Who don’t care if its foulin’ our nest
When are you ever gonna read the writing upon the wall?
We got crime overtaking our cities
We got gangs takin’ over our streets
We keep handin’ out more and more welfare
Though it never seems to meet their needs
What kind of culture are we cultivatin’
One where you never have to pull any weeds
If we don’t stop this immigration
This great nation’s gonna fall!
Let’s get a grip on immigration
In these great United States
It’s high time that we limit their numbers
Its high time that we close up that gate
Now can’t you see how we are rapidly becomin’
Another third world fascist state?
Let’s get a grip on immigration
In these great United States
How can we ever come to any solution
When all we ever do is debate?
We gotta get a tighter grip on our borders
We’ve got to seriously legislate
And quit tryin’ to fan the flame that I’m a racist
And quit tryin’ to fabricate that I hate
And get a grip on immigration
Now you know it’s not to late
Let’s get a grip on immigration
In these great United States
It’s high time that we limit their numbers
It’s high time we start closin’ that gate
And quit tryin’ to fan the flame that I’m a racist
And quit tryin’ to fabricate that I hate
And get a grip on immigration
In these great United States
Let’s get a grip on immigration
Now you know it’s not too late
It’s high time that we limit their numbers
It’s high time that we close up that gate
Can’t you see how we are rapidly becomin’
Another third world fascist police state?
Let’s get a grip on immigration
In these great United States
And quit tryin’ to fan the flame that I’m a racist
And quit tryin’ to fan the flame that I hate
And get a grip on immigration
In these great United states
The OKC Bomb Song
Now it’ll go down in history as a terrible day
When those Oklahoma bombs blew that building away
A hundred and sixty nine people died
While the media lashed out and the government lied
Seems the press and the FBI they stirred it all up
They blamed it on Iraquis in a brown pick up truck
But before they were through with their agenda that night
They were blamin’ anybody who might lean to the right
They blamed those far right wild eyed anti-federal activist
Those mean extreme right winged domestic terrorist
Those hate filled ill willed demoned white supremacists
Thats the enemy
But it sounds kinda’ strange to me
As they whipped up the witch hunt for a second John Doe
I heard President Clinton blastin’ talk radio
Seems he wants me to turn in anybody I meet
Who might listen to Chuck Harder as they drive down the street
‘Cause they’re a far right wild eyed anti-federal activist
A genuine borderline Neo Nazi Racialist
A Mossad Jihad Christian Fundamentalist
That’s the enemy
So extreme!
Which means it could be you or me
Now there’s so may questions that just won’t go away
Like why the ATF didn’t show for work on that day
When asked by a lady why they didn’t show up
They said “If I were you ma’am I’d keep my mouth shut!”
And blame those far right wild eyed anti-federal activists
Those paranoid Sigmund Freud schizoid isolationist
We like scape goats Christian Fundamentalists
They’re the enemy
Now if you’re still a member of the NRA
Then you best be very careful of the words that you say
You still can call your M-14 a hunting gun
But don’t ever call a federal cop a Jack-Booted Thug
If you’re a far right wild eyed anti-federal activist
A mean extreme right winged domestic terrorist
A hate filled ill willed demon white supremacist
A Mossad Jihad Christian Fundamentalist
A genuine borderline neo-nazi racialist
A brain washed camouflage crazy Christian Patriot
A paranoid Sigmund Freud schizoid isolationist
A homophobe Xenophobe rabid Anti-semetist
Anti this….
So I say this to the militias and all others who believe that
the greatest threat to freedom comes from the government, if you
appropriate our sacred symbols for paranoid purposes and compare
yourselves to Colonial Militias who fought for the democracy that you
now rail against, YOU ARE WRONG! How dare you call yourselves
Patriots and Heroes. If you say the government is in a conspiracy to
take you freedom away, YOU ARE JUST PLAIN WRONG. THERE
IS NO FREEDOM…. Bill Clinton
Please, Please Federal Policeman
A strange sensation has seized the nation
Man things are suddenly peculiarly odd
Instead of thugs and thieves
Breakin’ down our doors
We now deplore the federal forfeiture squads
Who have a blessing from our Congress
To take a cut of everything they can steal
Here in the land of the free
And the home of the brave
Things have suddenly become unreal
So please, please federal policeman
Please leave my private property alone
Please, please federal policeman
You got no jurisdiction here in my home
When you go breakin’ in thru
Somebody’s private front door
You do the Constitution bodily harm
So please, please federal policeman
Please leave my private property alone
They got new laws now they’re callin’ loan fraud
Looks like our law-enforcement grew a new arm
You make misrepresentation on your loan application
You might just have to forfeit the farm
The crazy fact is it’s retroactive
Which lets them loot your life historically
You may be dead in your grave
But if you did not behave
You might just forfeit up your family tree
So please, please federal policeman
Don’t you be seizin’ my poor daddy’s farm
Please, please federal policeman
Sometimes I wonder just who’s side are you on?
When you go breakin’ in thru
Somebody’s private front door
You do the Constitution bodily harm
So please, please federal policeman
Don’t you be seizin’ my poor daddy’s farm
The ATF and the FBI just hired the KGB
The ADL’s’ got a list for sale
But you’re anti-Semitic if you call it a conspiracy
Now how could they call it a conspiracy?
My widowed mama they stole her condo
On another federal seizure forfeiture spree
She made the tragic mistake
Of renting to some reprobate
They caught with drugs inside her property
They say her condo somehow is guilty
Now have you ever heard a condo confess?
Here in the land of the fee and the home of the slave
It’s a tangled legal web of a mess
So please, please federal policeman
Don’t you be stealin’ my poor mama’s estate
Please, please federal policeman
Now this is ten times worse than White Water Gate
Before you bash right on thru
Somebody’s private front door
You better check that oath of office you take
So please, please federal policeman
Don’t you be stealin’ my poor mamas estate
Don’t you be seizin’ my poor daddy’s farm
Sometimes I wonder just whose side are you on?
So please, please federal policeman
Please leave my private property alone
Please, please federal policeman
You got no jurisdiction here in my home
Please, please federal policeman
Don’t you be seizin’ my poor daddy’s farm
Please, please federal policeman
You do the Constitution bodily harm
Please, please federal policeman
Sometime I wonder just whose side are you on?
Please, please federal policeman
Sometimes I wonder just whose side are you on?
The Second American Revolution
Through faith in God we hold these truths to be self evident
That all men are endowed with unalienable rights
Of life and precious liberty, the pursuit of happiness
On these we now take aim and set our sights
Like sleeping watchmen on the wall
We have failed to heed the signs
Of usurping foreign powers within our land
Letting fraud deceit and usury be the curse of these hard times
Now won’t you heed this wake-up call and lend a hand?
And be a part of the solution and restore our Constitution
Play your part in reclaiming our nation
Join the second American Revolution today
In the spirit of our ancestors who refused to live in chains
We now must cast our eyes on liberties light
For the blood spilled by our forefathers still flows within our veins
And we shall not live as slaves without a fight
Like soldiers we must stand and face this enemy within
And do what we must do to seize the time
For in order to defend and exercise our liberties
We now must place our liberty on the line
And be a part of the solution and restore our Constitution
Play your part in reclaiming our nation
Join the second American Revolution today
Be a part of the solution and restore our Constitution
Play your part in reclaiming our nation
Join the second American Revolution
Route all those traitors right out of our system
The second American Revolution today
Stars and Stripes Upside-Down
Oh say when you see, Stars and Stripes upside down
It means the people all sleep as foreign powers take control
Right behind all our backs, traitors plan their attacks
On the laws of our land and Commandments of our Lord
If we wake-up today, we might still find a way
To shake free from these chains and restore liberty
So wake up and rise up all Americans across this nation
And throw down this tyranny and aright this flag again
They’re Taking The Patriots Away (Ha Ha)?
Communism is dead they said
I think they lied it’s truth they hide
For it still survives in the good old USA, hey
Right here it lives and here it breaths
And feeds upon our liberties
And you have the nerve to say it’s not that way, well
They’re taking the Patriots away ha ha
They’re taking the Patriots away ho ho, he he, ha ha
To the prison camp
Where life’s unbearable all the time
And I’ll be happy to see my Patriot friends again
As they shackle me in
And they’re taking the Patriots away ha ha….
Here come jack-booted thugs in black
To smash your doors and stomp your cat
To roust you out in the late late hours of the night, wrong
At three a.m. they scream and shout
And scatter your living room about
With threats of death they swear as they tear up your rugs
For guns
They’re taking the Patriots away ha ha
They’re taking the Patriots away ho ho, he he, ha ha
To the prison camp
Where life’s unbearable all the time
And you shouldn’t shoot back at those men in black
With the ski masks on and their weapons drawn
‘Cause they’re taking the Patriots away ha ha….
The twisting thread shall stretch and snap
The straw shall break the camels back
And tables when they turn shall bring a swift end, friend
Yes things divine can wrench and bend
The well laid plans of mice and men
And when they do what will you traitors do then, when
We’ll be taking the traitors away ha ha
We’ll be taking the traitors away ho ho, he he, ha ha
To the prison camp
Where a cells been awaiting them all this time
And I’ll be happy to see their face in it’s proper space
Filling jail space
As we’re taking you traitors away ha ha….
To the prison camps
They quietly built so recently
And won’t they look cute in their prison suit
And their shackles on just shuffling along
As we’re taking the traitors away ha ha….
Where there’s jobs for you in that human zoo
And you’ll work all day without any pay
But that’s O.K.
There’s nothing to buy in there anyway
And we’re taking the traitors away ha ha ….
And won’t they be glum as they see us come
To round up the rest of them one by one
As we’re taking the traitors away ha ha….
Turn Away From The Eagle
From the seed of Cain to the tower of Babylon
On to Egyptian pyramids he flies from Rome to Washington
He flies for all the world to see this image of apostasy
The Eagle’s chosen son The devil’s number one
Turn away from the Eagle turn away turn away
From this image and this idol turn away turn away
From this proud and lofty wicked beast who leads this world astray
Turn away from the Eagle turn away
He strives to build his nest amid the planets among the stars
He’s left his mark on lunar soil and on the monuments of Mars
But like a breach inside a wall his pride will cause his crown to fall
And he’ll come tumblin’ down just like a house of cards
Turn away from the Eagle turn away turn away
From this image and this idol turn away turn away
From this proud and lofty wicked beast who leads this world astray
Turn away from the Eagle turn away
To all you proud Americans who labor under his thumb
Just remember Jesus Christ and the words “thy Kingdom come”
Don’t wait to long to late to learn or you’ll be the fuel His fire shall burn
You’ll be the Eagle’s prey unless you turn and run
Turn away from the Eagle turn away turn away
From this image and this idol Lord I pray you turn away
From this proud and lofty wicked beast who leads this world astray
Turn away from the Eagle turn away from the Eagle
Turn…a…way…
U.S. Citizen
There’s a man who leads a life of bondage
To the federal government he pays his homage
Seems the more he tries to make
The more they tax and take
Odds are he won’t live to pay his mortgage
US citizen US citizen
Well they’ve issued you a number
For which you’ve signed your name
Back when we were strangled by depression
While FDR was sellin’ out the nation
There was devised an evil scheme
It was a wicked tyrant dream
Nine numbers now that chain you to their system
US citizen US citizen
Well they’ve issued you a number
For which you’ve signed your name
In March of 1933 president FDR declared the bankruptcy of a private corporation known as the Federal US Government. In order to con the American people into paying this fraudulent debt, he set up the Social Security Act. When you sign your Social Security card, you unwittingly become a Federal US citizen, pledging your life, liberty and property as surety for a debt you don’t owe. In other words, you become a federal debt slave to a federal master Uncle Samuel!
Now don’t despair there is a sure solution
Sure to start a righteous reformation
You can refuse to play their game
Rescind the number off your name
Just file the forms and drop out of the system
US citizen US citizen
Well they’ve issued you a number
For which you’ve signed your name
Now you don’t have to play their game
Don’t let the fraud enslave your name
Rescind the number off your name
Watch out for Martial Law
Well it’s Friday night
And he’s pull’em over left and right
He sorta looks like Darth Vader
With his guns and his radar
And his flashin’ blue lights
He drives a government squad car
Filled with all kinds of hardware
To handle the angry mob
And with his badge on his shoulder
And his gun in his holster
He’ll tell ya he’s just doin’ his job
Watch out for Martial Law
When he’s out there watchin’ after you
If he’s a tool of the Bankster
He’s a badge wearin’ Gangster
An agent straight from Interpol
Watch out for Martial Law
He’s there to prove who owns the muscle and might
And he just might pull you over
To the side of the shoulder
‘Cause he cannot see your license plate light
Because he cannot see your license plate light
Ain’t it a frightening feeling
When you’re behind the wheel
And you see him there?
Or when you’re roundin’ the corner
And he’s right there behind you
In your rear view mirror
Is he a foe or a friend or this public defender
We see on our TV screen?
Or just some vain reckless power
Gainin’ strength every hour
A threat to the American dream
Watch out for Martial Law
When he’s out there watchin’ after you
If he’s a tool of the Bankster
He’s a badge wearin Gangster
Collector of the revenue
Watch out for Martial Law
And if he’s tailin’ you better not run
Just read the news in the papers
Coverin’ some of his capers
He’s dangerous when he’s aimin’ that gun
That boy is dangerous when he’s aimim’ that gun
There was a time when it seemed
Like he was part of the dream
When we could count on him
But now he’s sold his allegiance
To those socialist schemers
And their every whim
Now I’ve got nothin’ against him
If he’s out defendin’
My Country my Bill of Rights
But if he’s out there abusin’
All those powers he’s usin’
Then maybe we should turn out his lights!
Watch out for Martial Law
When he’s out there watchin’ after you
If he’s a tool of the Bankster
He’s a badge wearin’ Gangster
An agent straight from Interpol
Watch out for Martial Law
He’s there to prove who owns the muscle and might
And he just might pull you over
To the side of the shoulder
‘Cause he cannot see your license plate light
Watch out for Martial Law
And if he’s tailin’ ya you better not run
Just read the news in the papers
Coverin’ some of his capers
He’s dangerous when he’s wavin’ that gun
I said you better be wary if he’s had a bad hair day
Because he’s dangerous when he’s aimin that gun
I said he’s dangerous when he’s wavin’ that gun
That boy is dangerous when he’s wavin that gun
America’s #1 Patriotic Singer
An interview with Carl Klang – By Mike Salamone
http://www.uttertrash.net/carlklang.htm
Lee Greenwood’s “God Bless the USA” was played all over the radio nationwide after 9-11, almost surpassing the “Star Spangled Banner” as the national anthem. The song’s popularity is hardly surprising since it represents a simple, feel-good kind of patriotism. However, since 1992 a Carl Klang has taken patriotic music where it needs to be: honest and extreme. Carl’s music hasn’t reached the top 40 yet and probably never will. Songs like “The Federal Reserve isn’t Federal at All” and “Wheresoever Eagles Gather (the Ballad of Randy Weaver)” deal with such topics as the unconstitutionality of the Federal Reserve and how government agents murdered Randy Weaver’s wife and child. Not exactly the kind of subject matter the corporate suits who run mainstream radio want to expose their listeners to. Carl does have a strong following among hardcore patriots, though, and you don’t have to like country music to appreciate his work.
UT: What got you started in music, especially patriotic music?
CK: I pursued a career in songwriting going to LA, and the closer I got to any kind of success the more I realized how controlled the music business was. My experience was kind of disheartening because they wanted me to rewrite all my demos for what they said was more preferable lyric content. They liked my melodies but wanted me to change my lyrics, and I couldn’t really sell my soul, so to speak, and be under their control. My art was my art and I didn’t think it should be their art. They were not artists. They were businessmen who represented music labels. I got involved in patriotic music when I read a book by Dez Griffin called “Fourth Reich of the Rich”, which is about the evil, filthy rotten conspiracy; globalization. And I got involved in writing music in a politically incorrect vein after what took place in northern Idaho with Randy Weaver losing his wife and son, and being held hostage in his own mountain cabin for 11 days while there was a huge government as sault on his property. I wrote “Wheresoever Eagles Gather (Ballad of Randy Weaver)”, and I put it out on a cassingle. “Wheresoever…” was on one side and a parody about our money called “Paper Money”, sung to the tune of “Paper Roses” by Connie Francis, was on the other. From there it got on shortwave. Shortwave radio became a medium for my music, whereas AM/FM and popular contemporary listening stations are basically closed shops. I got an international response from shortwave. So then I began to put albums together. From 1992-1998 I have produced 6 albums and covered some of the atrocities that took place including the siege on the Waco Branch Davidians.
UT: Carl, when I first heard “17 Little Children” the first 10-13 times I nearly came to tears.
CK: There’s something in the groove of that song.
UT: Tom Valentine told me he recommended you take that one woman’s poem about the Unknown Soldier and write a song about it.
CK: Yes. I heard her recite the poem. Her name is Patricia Grady-Parcell, and her father was an air force pilot shot down over in Vietnam. She was on a desperate search for her father. While the government told her that he was MIA and probably dead, she, through other channels, found out he was being held as a POW even after the war when according to the Geneva Convention, POW’s are supposed to be returned. And our government basically let him stay. Didn’t protest the fact the communists were keeping our men even after the war. And she went to search for her father and she wrote a poem called “The Unknown Soldier”, and I adapted it into a song. I don’t think she got to hear the song because she did raise some money and made a mission to Cambodia to find her father. I was brought to tears when she recited her poem. But she’s never returned from Cambodia as far as I know. That was in 1994/5.
UT: What do you think of the state of politics today?
CK: Winston Churchill once said most people when they run into the truth usually just pick themselves up, dust themselves off, and behave as though nothing had happened. I find that to be part of the problem in this nation. It’s not so much they can’t perceive the truth. It’s just that they’re conditioned to reject it.
UT: Once you hear the truth you can either ignore it or react to it.
CK: It’s a mass mind control thru a pervasive medium of education, television, radio, newspapers, magazines, and what I call false history. History according to them.
UT: I can’t believe people think George Bush is a Christian.
CK: I can’t either.
UT: Like you said, it’s a mass hypnosis. All they do is watch TV. Carl, I don’t even watch TV.
CK: Who in their right mind would watch TV? It’s like having an out of control freaked out relative sitting in the corner of your house. You never know what he’s gonna say or do. What you perceive or hear and what you absorb is constantly being controlled by the way it’s twisted and spun by the spin doctors. We all believe that we cannot be that deceived. Our pride, our ego, and our vanity keep us from believing the truth. We cannot believe the talking head on TV would lie to us. We cannot believe that our president could bold-faced lie to us. Pride keeps us from believing the truth.
UT: How can people get in touch with you?
CK: I have a website, http://www.klang.com, or you can write (address is no longer valid) to:
Carl Klang Music Ministries,
PO BOX 2301
Boulder, Colorado 80306
Long before the rise of the Alt Right, there was the alternative patriotic music scene of the 90’s, where free minded minstrels of the truth movement at large riffed to redpill their friends, family and countrymen through songs, ballads and ditties.
While the lamestream scene of the 90’s was pushing, celebrating and normalizing all manner of degeneracy amidst the disintegration of our civilization, Carl Klang was decrying in song the injustices committed against Gordon Kahl, lamenting the senseless slaughter of the Branch Davidian children at Waco by the Clintonistas and Butcher Reno and the scores of thugs in the ATF & FBI who carried out their orders to implement “Operation Showtime” or declaring solidarity with Randy Weaver and reminding all the victims of criminal government that “[our] Lord & saviour lives, [and that ] wheresoever eagles gather, that is where the body is.”
While he has always been virtually unheard of outside of alternative patriot circles, Carl is also virtually unrivaled in the sheer scope of his music and the variety of issues he addressed and tackled in it. He is quite possibly one of the most underrated lyricists in his genre of all time.
He wrote numerous songs that would be instant classics in the tea party movement of today, such as “We Want This Country Back,” “America, America,” and “It’s Dangerous to Be Right When the Government Is Wrong” yet dared to go far beyond that and sing for even the most hardcore truth-seekers in songs like “Turn Away from the Eagle” where he ventures into conspiratorial territory and deals with some esoteric and occultic aspects of the enemies of freedom and “The News Behind the News” which to our knowledge and to this very day remains one of the few songs in existence about the infamous Protocols of Zion.
While educating the public about everything from the fraudulent and insidious nature of the Federal Reserve to the true face of the enemy and the shadowy masters our politicians and leaders serve, Carl also stood out from many other musicians in that he did all of this from a balanced Christian standpoint, which is a thing found wanting in much of what represents the truth movement today.
His music was largely on cassette tape up until the release of his anthology albums, which combined his songs from his numerous tapes onto 3 CD’s, Extremist Won, Extremist Too, & Selah.
The subject of this listing, Selah is a collection of all of the overtly Christian songs from his earlier tapes plus an album-length compilation of worship songs written and performed by Carl as well.
In our estimation, the fruit of Klang’s work on this album gave the world some of the most beautiful and poetic alternative worship music of the modern age.
Many have lamented how the richness and depth of the hymns of old seems all but lost in modern Christian music, yet the words sung by Carl possess just such a richness and depth that is reminiscent of them. The music is characterized by a compelling but not overbearing poetic usage of the old Hebrew names of God as well as a very healthy and pronounced appreciation for the heritage and history of our people. It is our hope and prayer that through our efforts, truth-seekers can rediscover this iconic music.
Heretofore, Carl Klang’s music has been exceeding difficult, if not nigh impossible to find online and through this labor of love we hope to fill a vacuum for both those who have loved and supported his work throughout the years and have longed to be able to experience it once again and share it with others, and for new generations of truth-seekers who, without efforts such as ours, might never even know that music like this exists.
Finally, we hope to pay tribute to and reward Carl for all that he has done for the cause of truth, and the terrible price he has paid for his devotion and dedication throughout the years.
