sábado, 19 de noviembre de 2016

REBEL SONG

London Calling


London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
London calling, now don't look to us
Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing

The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growin' thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning, and I, I live by the river

London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, you can go it alone
London calling to the zombies of death
Quit holding out and draw another breath
London calling and I don't want to shout
But when we were talking I saw you nodding out
London calling, see we ain't got no high
Except for that one with the yellowy eye

The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Engines stop running, the wheat is growin' thin
A nuclear era, but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning, and I, I live by the river

The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Engines stop running, the wheat is growin' thin
A nuclear era, but I have no fear
London is drowning, and I, I live by the river

Now get this
London calling, yes, I was there, too
An' you know what they said? Well, some of it was true!
London calling at the top of the dial
And after all this, won't you give me a smile?

I never felt so much a' like a'like a'like
This song is a protest song, it’s a punk one. I like this song because it remembers me that some things are to be changed. Also it has some critics to our society.
The title of the song makes reference to the code the americans and the english people used when they communicate each other during second world war. 
For example in this verse we can see how criticizes the police brutality. 

London calling, see we ain't got no swing. ’Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing 

In this other case we can see how also criticizes the drug addicted people comparing them with zombies 

London calling, see we ain't got no high. Except for that one with the yellowy eye.


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