Goebel is my name.Some say I'm interesting.
This is a Haiku.
Goebel Gone Global
Maybe you’ll hear about me
When you watch the evening news
So I write this letter for you, my friends
The truth then you may choose
I had a good time at Oxford
And the world, I did roam
When my studies were finished
Then I went back home
All I wanted were good things
Land and liberty
And all the sorts of things we learned
At the university
I’m not a fan of dictatorships
I’d rather say live and let live
But for those who would threaten my family
There’s nothing I won’t give
(Chorus)
I will fight for my country
I’ll defend this land
I will stare at the whites of your soldiers’ eyes
With this Kalishnikov in my hand
When you break down the doors of my neighbors
When you say that might makes right
When you say you’re looking for terrorists
In their bedrooms late at night
When you torture my brother at gunpoint
On his head: a canvass sack
All I can say to you, soldier
Is “you’d best watch your back”
(Chorus)
When you come with your tanks on our city streets
And you say these streets are yours
When you say you’ll rebuild us with bombers
And oil tankers on our shores
When you have gunned down my child in Falluja
You needn’t wonder why
I look at you through the blades of your ‘copter and say
It’s a good day to die
(Chorus)
International terrorists are scheming
They want to bring the planet to it’s knees
They’re hiding in their bunkers and they’re plotting
With bombs and guns and biological disease
Any means to reach their ends is worth pursuing
If lives are lost then that’s the way it goes
It’s the game of world domination
The stakes are high as everybody knows
International terrorists are flying in their jets
Looking for the city they want to hit today
For all of the injustice in the world
They are going to make somebody pay
They’ll make sure their people will support them
Through the use of their powerful cartel
If you are to prosper this is their decision
Whether you will starve or else live well
And the international terrorists are busy
Trying to win your heart and mind
They’re making news and writing press releases
So that you can have your thoughts defined
And they say that they’re the voice of reason
And they want to make the world free
And they will villify, disappear and torture
Anyone who would dare disagree
The international terrorists are many
Every color, size and shape and height
Some are only small and local bullies
Content to bomb a building in the night
While some are in each pocket of the world
Looking for a country to attack
They’re training in their bases somewhere near you
And they’re flying in the skies above Iraq
The IMF is the name of their cartel
And CNN’s their propaganda arm
And if they don’t brainwash and starve you into line
They’ll make damn sure all your people come to harm
They’ll decimate and carpet-bomb your country
With a million mercenaries and machines
Striking fear into the people of the world
The US Army, Navy, Air Force and Marines
Wingnut Dishwashers Union - Just Because I Don’t Say Anything Doesn’t Mean I’ve got Nothing to Say
Tonight I’m an alley cat, yeah
More afraid of you than you are of me
but if you leave some food out on the porch
I might stay ‘til theres nothing left to eat.
I’d be sitting alone at a lunch table in high school
if I wasn’t sitting alone at a punk show in Ashville
Tonight the upper left hand side of my chest
has a whole as big as the one in my pockets
I might’a kissed you wearing a bullet-proof vest
But hell, you kiss like a rocket
I’d be a teenage virgin, jerking off in my bedroom
if I wasnt a 20 year old virgin that
doesn’t have a bedroom
I stick tape on the holes in my shoes
I stick my tongue in the holes in my teeth
I stick expletives in the holes in my thought process when I speak
My friends stick to their guns
They got a bunch in the woods of vermont ‘till the end times come
But Saturn, says she’s gonna learn to live
As if the world wasn’t gonna end and I admire her strength
So today I’m gonna do my best
To drink coffee in the morning and live as if
I didn’t feel lonely and hopeless and helpless
To save myself for the world where I live
And tonight, when I dream it will be
That the junkies spent all the drug money on
Community gardens and collective housing
And the punk kids who moved to the ghetto
Have started meeting their neighbors besides the angry ones
With the yards, that their friends and their dogs have been puking and shitting on
And the anarchists have started
Filling potholes, collecting garbage
To prove we don’t need governments to do these things
And i’ll wake up, burning Times Square as we sing:
“Throw your hands in the air ‘cause property is robbery!”
Wingnut Dishwashers Union Fuck shit up! (whanana)
I don’t believe in cops, bosses, or politicians. Some call that anarchism. I call it having a fucking heart that beats!
I do believe in freedom and never giving up. Call my methods madness or call them luck. I do what I got to to be able to breathe! And if you quit your job well, you can do a little breathing with me. A punk rock song won’t ever change the world. But I can tell you about a couple that changed me. So, tonight, we’re gonna fuck shit up! Tonight, we’re gonna fuck shit up! Tonight, we’re gonna fuck shit up! So sing with me now! Whoaaa Whoaaa Whoa-a-a-a. Whoaaa Whoaaa Whoa-a-a-a.
Punk rock song won’t ever change the world!
But I can tell you about a couple that changed me!
So, tonight, we’re gonna fuck shit up!
Tonight, we’re gonna fuck shit up!
Tonight, we’re gonna fuck shit up!
Oh yeah oh yeah!
Whoaaa! Whoaaa! Whoa-a-a-a! Whoaaa! Whoaaa! Whoa-a-a-a!
Whanana Uh-uh-uh-oh!
Whanana Uh-uh-uh-ohhhh!
Wingnut Dishwashers Union - Never Trust A Man Who Plays Guitar
The day I rob a bank’s the first day I’m not lying to you or me about what I believe
The Grocery Workers’ Song
capo 5
G C G
The grocery workers are strong and proud, see how our knives are worn
C G D
See how our backs are strong and how our hands are scuffed and torn
G C G
We stock your shelves with all the food folks need to stay alive
C G D G
Without our time and labor half the middle class would die
Your floors we mop, your shevles we stock, your customers we serve
Our bodies test their limits here for less than we deserve
And if you try to work us harder we’re going to kick you ass
For we will fight this war forever for each other and our class
The management is cutting corners, look how they pretend
They care about the workers while they speed up production
And if you cut our wages we’re going to kick their ass
For we will fight this war forever for each other and our class
Yeah, we will wage a battle for the rights that we have earned
And we will build our union so that everyone is heard
And if you break our unity we’re going to kick you ass
For we will fight this war forever for each other and our class
And we will not be fooled by the AFL-CIO
Our union’s not a union if we don’t all share control
And if you try co-opting us we’re going to kick you ass
For we will fight this war forever for each other and our class
When the boss is off we slack all day and do our best to stall
We take our breaks for hours but don’t punch the clock at all
We talk amongst each other about how much we hate that boss
And we eat whatever we want and totally ignore the cost
The grocery workers are strong and proud, see how our knives are worn
See how our backs are strong and how our hands are scuffed and torn
We’re forming our own union and this union’s gonna last
‘Cause we will fight this war forever for each other and our class
The top comment on this video reads “I never thought the man who made DIY Orgasms could make me actually tear up.” I share this sentiment. Wow. This is such an amazing song.
Ramshackle Glory - Your Heart Is A Muscle The Size Of Your Fist
Dalia never showed me nothing but kindness
She would say, “I know how sad you get
And some days I still get that way, but it gets better
It gets better, it gets better. Sweetie, it gets better, I promise you”
And she tells me, “your heart is a muscle the size of your fist
Keep on loving, keep on fighting
And hold on, and hold on, hold on for your life”
Ian built a cabin in the woods to live in
For years, terrifying noises kept him up at night
With a twelve gauge under his pillow
He’s living in Boston now, going to art school
I forgive him, I forgive him, hell I’ll admit it: I’m proud of him
Serena’s an architect and a carpenter
She’s such a feminist, she says she isn’t one
Because “goddamn, my gender shouldn’t matter”
And her motorcycle glides through the streets of Providence
Down to the warehouse district
The paint job is as stunning as her knowledge
Of medieval building techniques
Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist
Keep on loving, keep on fighting
And hold on, and hold on, hold on for your life
This one goes out to Georgios, he knows how to dance
Abby Banks, your book is beautiful, and fuck anyone who says otherwise
Scott, I love you and you make me glad to be alive
I promise that I’m gonna pay you back
You always know how funny everything is
Even when I’m so serious that it’s gonna be the death of me
Like the time that our friend Chuck came over to our house
He said he needed somebody to take care of his pets
Because he was going out of town
I asked him, “where?” and he said, “New Mexico”
I asked if I could get a ride
He said, “no, you don’t want to follow me
Where it is that I’m going”
He backed out of the drive way; that was the last time we saw him
‘Cause he drove straight to his parent’s cabin
And put a bullet in his head
Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist
Keep on loving, keep on fighting
And hold on, and hold on, hold on for your life
Hi there Tumblr. Just dropping off some Phil Ochs for you. Consider this my way of expressing affection towards all of you. <3
Phil Ochs - I’m Going To Say It Now
Oh I am just a student, sir, and only want to learn
But it’s hard to read through the risin’ smoke from the books that you like to burn
So I’d like to make a promise and I’d like to make a vow
That when I’ve got something to say, sir, I’m gonna say it now
Oh you’ve given me a number and you’ve taken off my name
To get around this campus why you almost need a plane
And you’re supporting Chang Kai-Shek, while I’m supporting Mao
So when I’ve got something to say, sir, I’m gonna say it now
I wish that you’d make up your mind, I wish that you’d decide
That I should live as freely as those who live outside
Cause we also are entitled to the rights to be endowed
And when I’ve got something to say, sir, I’m gonna say it now
Ooh, you’d like to be my father you’d like to be my Dad
And give me kisses when I’m good and spank me when I’m bad
But since I’ve left my parents I’ve forgotten how to bow
So when I’ve got something to say, sir, I’m gonna say it now
And things they might be different if I was here alone
But I’ve got a friend or two who no longer live at home
And we’ll respect our elders just as long as they allow
That when I’ve got something to say, sir, I’m gonna say it now
I’ve read of other countries where the students take a stand
Maybe even help to overthrow the leaders of the land
Now I wouldn’t go so far to say we’re also learnin’ how
But when I’ve got something to say, sir, I’m gonna say it now
So keep right on a-talkin’ and tell us what to do
If nobody listens my apologies to you
And I know that you were younger once ‘cause you sure are older now
And when I’ve got something to say, sir, I’m gonna say it now
Oh I am just a student sir, and only want to learn
But it’s hard to read through the risin’ smoke from the books that you like to burn
So I’d like to make a promise and I’d like to make a vow
That when I’ve got something to say, sir, I’m gonna say it now
