Today we’re going back to the music and memories of 1990. It was a great year, the year I got married.
The top 3 Billboard songs of 1990:
Number 3:
Number 2:
Number 1:
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The hard stuff works, but please take the the soft shit (90%) Kitsch from the list. Unbearable. Worst song ever? Sound of silence from Disturbed. I hate wrong pathos and a feeble voice that tries to sound drammatic.
Hmmm. I find it to be one of the best covers ever done. Jane’s Addiction – Sympathy for the Devil is #1 for me.
But taste is personal.
I still respect that band just for that song.
This one will wake you up.
It doesn’t really matter
What you’ve got to say
They never fucking listen
To you any way
So fuck the system
You can bring it down
So fuck the system
We can bring it down
Future is chaos and anarchy
The misery continues
It’s the government way
So fuck the system
You can bring it down
So fuck the system
Chaos will bring it down
Get up and stand up
And fight back now
They didn’t want to listen
But they’ll listen now
So fuck the system
You can bring it down
So fuck the system
We can bring it down
Thousands of homeless
And more each day
The misery continues
It’s the government way
Fuck the government
So fuck the system
You can bring it down
So fuck the system
Chaos will bring it down
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WyQctKHbhh4
How come we suffer cause your paranoid?
How come we fill that gap in your void?
How come come there’s so many starving in the world?
How come a swollen belly ain’t fun for boys and girls?
How come, how come, yeah how come?
How come, how come, yeah how come?
How come, how come, yeah how come?
How come there’s people dying in holy wars?
How come the rich rub salt into our sores?
How come you hound us over our little vices?
How come you need us to get you out of a crisis?
How come the powers that be close another plant?
How come eternal school kids are getting a bigger grant?
How come so many leaders speaking in forked tongues?
How come the evil prosper?
How come the good die young?
So, you’ve been to school
For a year or two
And you know you’ve seen it all
In daddy’s car
Thinking you’ll go far
Back east your type don’t crawl
Playing ethnicky jazz
To parade your snazz
On your five-grand stereo
Braggin’ that you know
How the niggers feel cold
And the slum’s got so much soul
It’s time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear
Brace yourself, my dear
It’s a holiday in Cambodia
It’s tough, kid, but it’s life
It’s a holiday in Cambodia
Don’t forget to pack a wife
You’re a star-belly sneetch
You suck like a leech
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
While your boss gets richer off you
Well, you’ll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake
Now you can go where the people are one Now you can
Go where they get things done What you need, my son…
What you need, my son…
Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people are dressed in black
A holiday in Cambodia
Where you’ll kiss ass or crack
Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot
It’s a holiday in Cambodia
Where you’ll do what you’re told
It’s a holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul
Pol Pot
Ah, I saw Black Flag, GBH and the Dead Kennedys
Abolish government, it’s nothing to me
Forget about god, He’s not here to see
We live by a system a perfect mold
People perfect people who are poor and old
Lives were spent on the ladder of success
Working for nothing in this, in this worthless mess
Presidents a name, presidents a label
Highest man on the government table
America, land of the free
Free to the power of the people in uniform
People are so blind they just can’t see
Send your son to boot-camp, send him off to war
If he comes back he’ll be dead and nothing more
Struggle for a land, for a country, for a freedom
All you mindless people looking for someone to lead them
Wake up to the same old shit
Live your life to suit their fit
Some people, they don’t like your hair
Police, they just don’t care
Snipers that want to be
Rifle sights are aimed at me
Wake up silent majority
The government, they don’t want us here
You folks can’t feel that fear
You can walk the streets today
You can walk in your own way
People think that I’m crazy
These people just can’t see
Wake up silent majority
Live your life day by day
Doing everything that they say
Silent majority
Promote freedom, let it be heard
Don’t forget that it’s only a word
Silent majority
When you gonna wake up?
True sounds of liberty t.s.o.l
We’re gonna be a white minority
We won’t listen to the majority
We’re gonna feel inferiority
We’re gonna be white minority
White pride
You’re an American
I’m gonna hide
Anywhere I can
Gonna be a white minority
We don’t believe there’s a possibility
Well you just wait and see
We’re gonna be white minority
White pride
You’re an American
White pride
Anywhere I can?
Gonna be a white minority
There’s gonna be large cavity
Within my new territory
We’re all gonna die
I think this came from the 90s. I always liked it
Ah, what music used to be like.
There was new music in the 90s? Who knew
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Scorpions -Hit between the eyes
Good song.
Better video.