Sonntag, 14. Juni 2026

1572 Tage schon Ukrainekrieg, noch 955 Tage (hoffentlich) Nr. 47 und: Der gute alte Young

Neil Young scheint krank zu sein; alle Konzerte dieses Jahres wurden abgesagt. Er ist schon 81. H. hat ihn im Blog x-mal erwähnt (und sich dabei oft wiederholt).

Ja, er ist der letzte Hippie. Immer aufrührerisch. Und man muss seine Musik mögen, die ernste Inhalte transportiert.

Big Crime 

No more great againNo more great againGot big crime in DC at the White House
 
Don't need no fascist rulesDon't want no fascist schoolsDon't want soldiers walking on our streetsGot big crime in DC at the White HouseThere's big crime in DC at the White House
 
Got to get the fascists outGot to clean the White House outDon't want no soldiers on our streetsGot big crime in DC at the White HouseGot big crime in DC at the White House
No more great againNo more great againGot big crime in DC at the White House
 
No more money to the fascistsThe billionaire fascistsTime to blackout the system(No) no more great againNo more great againTime to blackout the systemGot big crime in DC at the White HouseGot big crime in DC at the White House
 
No more great againNo more great againGot big crime in DC at the White HouseNo more great againNo more great againGot big crime in DC at the White HouseGot big crime in DC at the White HouseNo more great againNo more great again
 
  

Let`s Roll Again
 
Come on Ford, come on GMCome on Chrysler, let's roll againBuild something useful people needBuild us a safe way for us to beBuild us something won't kill our kidsThat runs real clean, yeah it runs real clean
 
On down the highway, from place to placeCome on America, let's get in the raceYeah China's way ahead, they're building clean carsSome days are like that, it doesn't matterSome days are like that, so taste your freedomCome on Ford, come on GM
 
Build us some small vans for city streetsThat spend a clean day deliveringDon't want no loud sounds comin' from the backSpewing macho poison, it's not a racetrackThis ain't no new news, it ain't no big dealIt's time to build now what's good for real
 
Come on America, let's cover our backProtect our children, protect our childrenDon't worry China, they're way aheadThat's hard to swallow, they're way ahead
If you're a fascist, then get a Tesla
 If it's electric, it doesn't matterIf you're a Democrat, then taste your freedomGet whatever you want and taste your freedomYeah China's way ahead, they're building cleanSome days are like that, it doesn't matterCome on Ford, come on GMCome on America, let's roll again

[Verse 1]
Big change is comin'
Comin' right home to you
Big change is comin'
You know what you gotta do
Big change is comin'
Could be bad and it could be good
Big change is comin'
It's comin' right home where you stood

[Chorus]
Big change is comin'
Big change is comin'

[Verse 2]
Big drums are drummin'
Heading up the wrong parade
Big change is comin'
Comin' right through your gate
Big guitars strummin'
The singer says, "Don't be late"
Big change is comin'
Could be bad and it could be great

[Chorus]
Big change is comin'
Big change is comin'
Comin' to right where you stood

[Verse 3]
Might be a politician
Tryin' to say somethin' new
Might be your decision
Now you got to see it through
Looks like a collision
Ain't the worst that you could do
Might be bad, might be good
Big change is comin' to you

[Chorus]
Big change is comin'
Big change is comin'
Big change is comin'

[Verse 4]
Escape the bits and pixels
Put your old phone down
Gotta do what you got to do
Head to the hills or go to town

[Chorus]
Big change is comin'
Big change is comin'



Cortez The Killer (Young ist Native American)
(4 Min. Vorspiel) 
He came dancing across the waterWith his galleons and gunsLooking for the new worldAnd the palace in the sun
 
On the shore lay MontezumaWith his coca leaves and pearlsIn his halls, he often wanderedWith the secrets of the world
 
And his subjects gathered 'round himLike the leaves around a treeIn their clothes of many colorsFor the angry gods to see
 
And the women all were beautifulAnd the men stood straight and strongThey offered life in sacrificeSo that others could go on
 
Hate was just a legendAnd war was never knownThe people worked togetherAnd they lifted many stones
 
And they carried them to the flat landsBut they died along the wayAnd they build up with their bare handsWhat we still can't do today
 
And I know she's living thereAnd she loves me to this dayI still can't remember whenOr how I lost my way
 
He came dancing across the waterCortez, CortezWhat a killer

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