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What will my grandchild think of me?
What will she say about the way I lived?
What will my grandchild think of me?
Will she forgive the way I lived my life?
Grampa, she’ll say
How many cars did you own?
How many miles have you flown?
Driving so fast or flying so high,
You can’t pick the berries, or look under a stone.
Grampa, she’ll say,
How many cars did you own?
Chorus
Grampa, she’ll say
What did you do when the wars began,
These resource wars that never end?
Did you protest until your arrest?
Or did you only talk with your friends?
Grampa, she’ll say
What did you do when the wars began?
Chorus
Grampa, she’ll say
Why did you move so far from your parents?
To work or go to school?
Didn’t you know then how little you’d see them,
Or think of the cost and the fuel?
Grampa, she’ll say,
Why did you move so far away?
Chorus
Grampa, she’ll say
When they said the economy must grow and grow
Didn’t you know these were lies?
Every child knows when a plant in small a pot
Keeps getting bigger it dies.
Gramp, she’ll say
Didn’t you know these were lies?
Chorus
Grampa she’ll say
I forgive you, you know
For you suffered more than me.
I’m happy here with mama and papa,
The bunnies and squirrels and hemlock trees.
That’s what I hope she’ll say
When she talks to me.
But what will she really think of me?
What will she say about the way I lived my life?
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The American Dream
03:15
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Chasing the American Dream
Dreaming about getting out of the chase
Relaxing in the sun
With your retirement fund
It’s the American Dream
Hoping to live before you die
Hoping to give your kids what money can buy
Getting ahead with a
Chance to live better than
Nine-five percent of the rest.
We have to wake up from that American Dream
It’s a nightmare for the rest of us
We have to wake up from that American Dream
It’s a nightmare for the world
The white picket fence is now a gaited community
Plymouth wagon now an SUV
The stay-at-home mom
Is now an immigrant nanny
Who left her own children behind
In a country that is racked with war
Poverty and so much more
Her country went bankrupt
Pursuing development
Pursuing the American Dream
So wake up from that American Dream
It’s a nightmare for most of us
We have to wake up from that American Dream
It’s a nightmare for the world
The American Dream is fading away
“Good riddance” is what I say
Working together
Like sister and brother
We’ll build another new dream
Where no one need to be ahead of the rest
No one has to be left in the dust
Embracing simplicity
Building community
We’ll have security at last
If we wake up from that old American Dream
It’s a nightmare for all of us
We have to wake up from that old American Dream
It’s a nightmare for the world
It’s been a nightmare for the world!!!
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Consumption Addiction
03:51
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A young girl from the projects
Learning the ways of the world
Wanting to have what others have
Longing to belong, to live this song of
Consumption, addiction, consumption.
There’s always someone at the door
To lure you in, more and more
He says he’s a friend, and he will lend
A hand, or an ear, or a grand
To buy what you need
To sell or to feed your addiction
To consumption, addiction, consumption
Sooner or later you have to pay.
Who will keep the loan shark at bay?
There’s always someone to give you protection
If you sell what you have to those with addiction to consumption
Just do what they say
Sell your body and the Johns will pay
And the pimp will keep the loan shark away
And you live out your life as a slave
To consumption, addiction, consumption addiction, consumption addiction consumption, addiction, consumption
A young man from the suburbs
Learning the ways of the world
Wanting to have what others have
Longing to belong, to live this song of
Consumption, addiction, consumption.
There’s always someone at the door
To lure you in, more and more
He says he’s a friend, and he will lend
A hand, or an ear, or a hundred grand
To pay your tuition
To set up your life of addiction
To consumption, addiction, consumption
Sooner or later you have to pay.
Who will keep the bank at bay?
There’s always a company to give you protection
If you sell what you have to those with addiction to consumption
Just do what they say
Sell your soul and the company will pay
And your credit card will keep the bank away
And you live out your life as a slave
To consumption, addiction, consumption addiction, consumption addiction consumption addiction, consumption
A country from the Global south
Learning the ways of the world
Wanting to have what others have
Longing to belong, to live this song of
Consumption, addiction, consumption.
There’s always someone at the door
To lure you in, more and more
They say theye’re a friend, and they will lend
A hand, or an ear, or a million grand
To develop your nation
Join the globalization of
consumption, addiction, consumption
Sooner or later you have to pay.
Who will keep the Wolrd Bank at bay?
The IMF will give you protection
If you sell what you have to those with addiction to consumption
Just do what they say
Sell your people to sweatshops and the North will pay
And the IMF will keep the World Bank away
And everyone lives like a slave
To consumption, addiction, consumption addiction, consumption addiction consumption addiction
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Looking Out
02:14
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Looking out on slopes and hills
Forest covers the land
Only from this granite knoll
Can be seen the valley below
Once the slopes were shorn
To make fields for the family cow
Stones moved to the edges
To make ready for the plow
Then looking out on slopes and hills
Grasses covered the land
One could see from anywhere
The slopes and hills and valleys below
Soon there will be views again
The valley will be bare
Forest fed into the fires
Fueling our desires
Then looking out on slopes and hills
Fences scarring the land
Dividing food from biofuel
On slopes and hills and valley below
But this will be a passing phase
The trees will grow once more
I wonder who, or maybe what
Will be standing here
Looking out on slopes and hills
Forest covering the land
Only from this granite knoll
Will be seen the valley below
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So Far, So Good
02:59
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Chorus
So far, so good, so far, so good,
Pickin’ up speed like we thought we would
So far, so good, so far, so good,
Movin’ right along, it feels so good,
Till we go bump
A con man says he always pays off
Be it Greenspan, or Bernie Madoff
You look at the record, the money always grows
You look at credentials, he’s one of the pros
So you get out your money, you decide to invest
Life seems good, in fact, it’s the best, singing
Chorus
Consumer confidence is all we need
Consumer confidence, with a little bit of greed
Just trust in the market, suppress all your fears
Home double in value every ten years
So make your house bigger, the credit is flowing
The economy is growing, and growing and growing, singing
Chorus
A con man needs your confidence
Just like Greenspan, but it makes no sense
They say the system is healthy, it’s hearty and hale
It’s bigger than all of us, it’s too big to fail,
But our economy is like a ponzi scam
And the government is like the proverbial man, singing
Chorus
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We all began as a single cell
That divided, grew and grew.
From cell to fetus, from fetus to child,
We grew and grew,
Then adolescent, then adult
The miracle of growth at play;
From one to thirty trillion cells,
But then we stayed that way.
All life honors limits to growth at adulthood,
All systems honor limits to growth at maturity.
What would a grown up economy look like?
Intricate, stable, rich, diverse.
What would an old growth society look like?
Having a nitch in the universe.
What would a grown up economy look like?
Using only what others leave.
What would an old growth society look like?
Leaving only what others use.
All life honors limits to growth at adulthood,
All systems honor limits to growth at maturity.
Continuous progress no longer the answer;
It’s the problem.
Continuous growth no longer the answer;
It’s the problem,
Like reindeer on an island
Or algae in a pond,
Or cancer in the body.
We need another paradigm!
All life honors limits to growth at adulthood,
All systems honor limits to growth at maturity.
Continuous growth, no longer the answer;
Continuous growth is what we call cancer,
We all began as a single cell
that divided, grew and grew;
From cell to fetus, from fetus to child
We grew, and grew.
Then adolescent, then adult;
The miracle of growth at play,
From one to thirty trillion cells.
But then we stayed that way.
All life honors limits to growth at adulthood,
All systems honor limits to growth at maturity.
What would a grownup economy look like?
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Peace Pilgrimage Song
03:19
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We walk for the children, and for our children’s children
We walk for the little ones, the weak and the small
We walk now together to gather our courage
To create a new future of life for us all
We have fouled the air, water, land and sea
The problems not just others, but also you and me
We must find a way of living that doesn’t leave a mess
We must give the earth some time to heal, we must learn to live with less
We fret about the economy, we say that times are tough
But when you measure life with money, there will never be enough
Our basic needs are simple, food, shelter, love
If we each used only what we needed, all would have enough
We fear the stranger, we avoid the unknown
We surround ourselves with folks just like us, we worship with our own
If we got outside our culture, saw ourselves through other’s eyes,
We might see some things that needed to be changed about our lives
If we lived more simply, without all our stuff
If we shared what had so that others had enough
If we welcomed the foreigner and sought after peace
Then there’d be no one we had to fear, the cause of war would cease
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