30 Day Song Challenge – Day 20

Posted: June 30, 2011 in Meme, Music, Personal

Day 20 – A Song That You Listen To When You’re Angry – Rage Against The Machine – Bulls On Parade

Rage Against The Machine have quite a bit of angry music, lyrics full of pent-up aggression, as well as wall-punching guitar work, however out of all of the songs, this one is in front, as far as I am concerned.

This song is full of distorted shredding guitar riffs, as well as gut punching bass, making this song perfect for when I am in a shitty mood about something.

“Bulls on Parade” was written about the American military-industrial complex, a situation in which industry (the arms industry, primarily) urges government to take military action, with the intent of obtaining military contracts, to thereby increase its revenue. The idiom ‘bulls on parade’ refers to a bull market.

The song is widely known for its popular guitar solo that resembles a vinyl scratch effect used by Tom Morello. This was achieved by switching between two pickups – one on and one-off – while rubbing his hands on the strings over the pickups and using a wah-pedal to create the effect that someone is scratching a vinyl disc. Bulls on Parade is also known for one of Tim Commerford’s more famous bass solos, during the second wah-wah riff, and right before Tom’s guitar solo.

Rage Against The Machine – Bulls On Parade

Come wit it now!
Come wit it now!

The microphone explodes, shattering the molds
Etither drop tha hits like de la O or get tha fuck off tha commode
Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha bodies drop
Drop an don’t copy yo, don’t call this a co-opt
Terror rains drenchin’, quenchin’ tha thirst of tha power dons
That five sided fist-a-gon
That rotten sore on the face of mother earth gets bigger
The triggers cold, empty ya purse!

They rally round the family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family! With a pocket full of shells

Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal
I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library line
up to the mind cemetery now
What we don’t know keeps tha contracts alive an movin’
They don’t gotta burn tha books they just remove ’em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells
They rally round the family! With pockets full of shells!

They rally round the family! With a pocket full of shells!
They rally round the family! With a pocket full of shells!
They rally round the family! With a pocket full of shells!
They rally round the family! With a pocket full of shells!

Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!

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