Friday Playlist, Blasphemous Edition
A celebration of first amendment freedom.
- Depeche Mode, Blasphemous Rumours
- XTC, Dear God
- John Lennon, Imagine
- Roger Waters, What God Wants, Part II
- Filter, Dose
- New Model Army, Christian Militia
- Spinal Tap, Christmas with the Devil
- X-Fusion, Jesus Hates You
- Assemblage 23, Let Me Be Your Armor
- H.F. Thiéfaine, La nostalgie de dieu
- Renaud, Pourquoi d’abord
- Sarcloret, Dieu est une magouille de l’opposition
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John Lennon, Imagine
Imagine there’s no Heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
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Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Roger Waters, What God Wants, Part II
God wants dollars
God wants cents
God wants pounds shillings and pence
God wants guilders
God wants kroner
God wants Swiss francs
God wants French francs
God wants escudos
God wants pesetas
Don’t send lira
God don’t want small potatoes
New Model Army, Christian Militia
There’s a witch hunt coming, screaming out on its rebirth
There’s a crusade coming, Hellfires back here on earth
See the light in their eyes shine, listen to their words like swords
The Christian militia is marching now
There’s a witch hunt coming, born out of all the American fears
There’s a new purge coming, an inquisition for all of us here
Hold onto your sanity as best you can
While some Hitler claims to speak for the Son of Man
The Christian militia is marching now
Assemblage 23, Let Me Be Your Armor
The song is actually about antidepressants, but I find it fits
religion as well:
Let me take the blows
That were meant for you
Let me help you the trials
You’re going throughLet me keep you safe
From the world outside
Let me wipe away the tears
That fill your eyes(CHORUS)
Let me keep you from
Experience you need
Let me bind you with my selfishness
And greedLet me stifle you
Let me have control
Let me smother
Every aspect of your soul
H.F. Thiéfaine, La nostalgie de dieu
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On peut donc affirmer sans offenser son archevêque Que Dieu a la gueule et l’aspect d’un australopithèque Dieu est un drôle de mec Un australopithèque Oui mais on l’aime quand même Dieu est amour toujours Dieu est amour Et Jésus change le beurre en vaseline Dieu est in Deus ex machina |
One can thus affirm without offending the archbishop That God looks like an australopithecine God’s a funny kind of guy An australopithecine Yeah, but we like him anyway God is love always God is love And Jesus turns butter into vaseline God is in Deus ex machina |
Renaud, Pourquoi d’abord
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– Mais pourquoi est-c’que les curés, D’abord, tu leur en veux ? C’est quand même un peu grâce à eux, Qu’on a un Bon Dieu. – Eh ! Ton Bon Dieu il est mort |
– So anyway, what’s your beef with priests, anyway? After all, it’s kinda thanks to them that we’ve got a God. – Hey, your God is dead |
Sarcloret, Dieu est une magouille de l’opposition
(Subtitled “The Lord is my German shepherd, I shall not want”)
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Et si on est à son image, Alors bonjour le bricolage Je le vois mal avec des boutons Ou un cancer, ou des roustons Et si je suis beau comme un dieu Pourquoi je suis tout seul dans mon pieu Je vous ai dit mon opinion Dieu est une magouille de l’opposition |
And if we’re made in his image, Musta been slapped together in a hurry. I can’t quite see him with acne, Or cancer, or balls. And if I’m as handsome as a god, Why am I alone in bed? I’ve told you my opinion God is a dirty trick by the opposition |
Rush, “The Way The Wind Blows”, Snakes and Arrows, 2007