Hmmm..is Dylan prophetic with this song?

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the song is "License to Kill" from Bob Dylan's '83 album, Infidels. [snip] "Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth He can do with it as he please And if things don't change soon, he will

Oh, man has invented his doom First step was touching the moon" [wasn't the moon race the real development of computers? wait, there's more...]

"Now there's a woman on my block Sitting there in a cold chill" and

"May be noisemaker, spirit maker Heartbreaker, backbreaker Leave no stone unturned" [look at the polarity...two groups, one busy with

-- Cowboy (gene@autry.not), October 26, 1999

Answers

How about this from the band "Live" off the album (ok, CD) "Throwing Copper". I think it covers Y2K *and* this forum..

White, Discussion

I talk of freedom, you talk of the flag I talk of revolution, you'd nuch rather brag and as the decibels of this disenchanting discourse continue to dampen the day the coin flips again, again and again and again as our sanity walks away

All this discussion though politically correct is dead beyond destruction though it leaves me quite erect

And as the final sunset rolls behind the earth and the clock is finally dead I'll look at you, you'll look at me and we'll cry alot but this will be what we said this will be what we said

Look where all this talking got us, baby (repeat over and over)

-TECH32-

-- TECH32 (TECH32@NOMAIL.COM), October 26, 1999.


Oh! I forgot! At the end, not listed in the lyrics, there is a voice over saying "I warned you. I prepared you. I instructed you. I told you what to expect. Of all the times and feelings."

Interesting huh?

-TECH32-

-- TECH32 (TECH32@NOMAIL.COM), October 26, 1999.


It's a hard rain gonna fall

-- Sam (Gunmkr52@aol.com), October 26, 1999.

Less of a prophet and more of a loss.

Kook

-- Y2Kook (Y2Kook@usa.net), October 26, 1999.


I can't do what ten people tell me to do.

-- Wasting Time (sittin'@on a .dock), October 26, 1999.


Evvabody must get Stoned......

-- Jest Another (Burnout@the.DopeShow), October 26, 1999.

Laissez les bon temps roulez!

You have to hear Harry Nilsson's 1971 version of this -- (no problem, it's in English).

-- Tom Carey (tomcarey@mindspring.com), October 27, 1999.


From: Y2K, ` la Carte by Dancr (pic), near Monterey, California

Talking World War III Blues

Now you masters of war, you that build the big guns, you that build the planes, you that build all the bombs, you that hide behind walls, you that hide behind desks: I just want you to know I can see through your masks.

You that never done nothin' but build to destroy: you play with my world like your little toy. You put a gun in my hand and you hide from my eyes, and you turn and run farther when the fast bullets fly.

Like Judas of old, you lie and deceive: a world war can be won, you want me to believe. But I see through your eyes and I see through you brain, like I see through the water that runs down my drain.

You fasten all the triggers for the others to fire, then you set back and watch while the death count gets higher. You hide in your mansion while the young peoples' blood flows out of their bodies and is buried in the mud.

You've thrown the worst fear that can ever be hurled: fear to bring children into the world. Don't go threatening my babies unborn and unnamed. You ain't worth the blood that runs in your veins.

How much do I know but to talk out of turn. You might say that I'm young. You might say I'm unlearned. But there's one thing I know, though I'm younger than you: that even Jesus would never forgive what you do.

Let me ask you one question: Is your money that good? Will it buy you forgiveness? Do you think that it could?" I think you will find, when your death takes its toll, all the money you made will never buy back your soul.

And I hope that you die, and your death will come soon. I'll follow your casket on a pale afternoon. I'll watch while you're lowered down to your deathbed, and I'll stand over your grave until I'm sure that you're dead.

-- Bob Dylan

-- Dancr (addy.available@my.webpage), October 27, 1999.


"History shows again and again,

how nature points out the folly of men.

Godzilla!"

- Blue Oyster Cult.

-- number six (some_ench@nted_evening.boc), October 27, 1999.


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