Protest Songs

Not Tomorrow
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

Not tomorrow, so much closer, it could be today
In a moment, it will find us, time will fly away
Sometime  soon, it all happens, we won't have a say

We  stand still, let fate decide, some of us will pay
Some will hide, others laugh and go out and play
We have choices, some are better, we could be ok
We must try, not all must die, please don't turn away

Come and help us, come and stand with me
Every one of us, we can save the world
Who can say how much, all together, we can do
 
[instrumental]

Not tomorrow, I won't do it, I cannot give up
I remember, how it was, and I cannot stop
I have tried, and I have fought, with the need to go
All my nights, I have cried, that it is not so

They all tell me, there's no future, it cannot go on
I don't care, they don't know, I cannot let go 
They don't know what I could give up

Come and help us, come and stand with me
Every one of us, we can save the world
Who can say how much, all together, we can do

Come and help us, come and stand with me
Every one of us, we can save the world

[instrumental]

Not tomorrow, I won't do it, I cannot give up
We have choices, some are better, we could be ok
We must try, not all must die, please don't turn away
Come and help us, come and stand with me

Come and help us, come and stand with me

Come and help us, come and stand with me

Come and help us, come and stand with me

Every one of us, we can save the world

Not Tomorrow

So What
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[instrumental]

The seed falls, will not bear fruit
the ground too dry, allows no roots
The lakes dry, the water hard
salts kill trees, and our yards

Each day we must retreat
the sea higher once again
the salt creeps up the rivers
fish and birds feel the pain

We all know who is to blame
it does not matter anymore
Fear drives all insane
Nothing never like before

We look around the world is flat
What can we say but "that is that"
When we cry and ask for help
No one hears, it's all "So What?"

[instrumental]

Forests dry, soon will burn
No wolves or deer will be left
It soon will be our turn
We will pay for this last theft

Our fields, our crops will die
The seasons changed, cannot survive
When all is wet plants will drown
When all is dry the world will fry

We all know who is to blame
it does not matter anymore
Fear drives all insane
Nothing never like before

We look around the world is flat
What can we say but "that is that"
When we cry and ask for help
No one hears, it's all "So What?"

[instrumental]

We look around the world is flat
What can we say but "that is that"
When we cry and ask for help
No one hears, it's all "So What?"

it's all "So What?"


So What

Orange Baboon
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

I see the world ending soon
Pain and havoc on their way
From the dark side of the moon
Here he is, orange baboon

orange baboon, orange baboon
orange baboon, orange baboon

He is coming for your money
He is coming for your mind
He is arriving very soon
On his way, orange baboon

orange baboon

I've got mine, to hell with you
That's what we have today
That's what we are about
I see our hopes going away

orange baboon

[guitar solo]

I see the world ending soon
Pain and havoc on their way
From the dark side of the moon
Here he is, orange baboon

orange baboon

Little children put in cages
They will be left there for ages
Every woman now a slave
No one will be saved

orange baboon, orange baboon
orange baboon, orange baboon
[guitar solo]

[outro]

I see the world ending soon
Pain and havoc on their way
From the dark side of the moon
Here he is, orange baboon

orange baboon, orange baboon
orange baboon, orange baboon

Orange Baboon

Do What You Can Do
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[instrumental]

Do what you can do
That don't mean do what you like
And it don't mean what you want
It's time for you to strike

[bridge]

You can do a lot
Think of what you've got
We have used this world all up
What can you give up?

What do you have in storage?
At the bottom of your closet
Everything that you don't use
You can afford to lose

[instrumental]

Do you need all the new clothes?
Do you really need that shirt?
You need to give it all up
Keep giving till it hurts

Think of what you eat
Why do you eat that meat?
Don't it make you sick
You weigh a ton of bricks

Do you really need a truck?
What is it that you carry?
You look like a damn fool
Are you Curly, Joe, or Larry?

[instrumental] 

Do your kids need all those toys?
All that plastic in their brains
Do they not have any friends?
What ever happened to pretend?

Do they have to stare at screens?
Why don't they read a book?
Do they think that life's a game?
It is time that you explained

[break]

What about you and that phone?
Left your partner all alone?
Don't you ever talk?
Go out and take a walk

[instrumental]

We cannot just keep buying
And we are already far too many
We cannot keep on growing
So many'll soon be dying

We gotta change the system
Not base our lives on money
Everyone is going to suffer
Don't have another planet

We gotta change our lives
Look at what we do
We gotta change the rules
And not be a herd of fools

[outro]

Do what you can do
That don't mean do what you like
And it don't mean what you want
It's time for you to strike

It's time for you to strike

It's time for you to strike

It's time for you to strike


[instrumental]

Do What You Can Do (02)

December Came Around
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

December seemed right
The last month in a bad year
What had started in blind anger
Had ended up in fear

December seemed right
The last month in a bad year
What had started in blind anger
Had ended up in fear

The rich are getting richer
and money don't grow on trees
It all must come from somewhere
Guess what! It's you and me


Well the tariffs did their work
And the taxes are all gone
For the  poor the cupboards bare
The rich could hardly care

[bridge]

December came around
There was no joy to be found
No more reckless spending
Only the work was never ending

Things were not getting better
No more food was on its way
For anything we needed, 
We were going to have to pay

It was time to join the fight
It was time to shed some tears
It was time to take the loss
And not crawl away in fear

[instrumental]

December came around
There was no joy to be found
No more reckless spending
Only the work was never ending

Things were not getting better
No more food was on its way
For anything we needed, 
We were going to have to pay

It was time to join the fight
It was time to shed some tears
It was time to take the loss
And not crawl away in fear

[outro]

For anything we needed, 
We were going to have to pay
We were going to have to pay
We were going to have to pay

[instrumental]

December Came Around

Sometime Around 3
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey


I wish there was a way
I wish I could suggest
A place for you to stay
A place where you could rest

A place to bring your wife
Where your children could stay too
A place to stay forever
We both know the answer's never

There is no point in trying
We all know we all are lying
We all know that time is short
and that soon we will be dying

[bridge]
We have no way to leave
And we know that we can't stay
It seems that we are stuck
I guess it's just our luck

[instrumental]

This world is out of room
Lots of space now on the moon
We can't afford the rent
All our money has been spent

Day by day we have less food
Day by day a little sicker
I think I know a way
To make all this a little quicker

Every night a little closer
Every day I push on through
But next morning around three
It might be the end of me

[bridge]
We have no way to leave
And we know that we can't stay
It seems that we are stuck
I guess it's just our luck

[instrumental]

There is no point in trying
We all know we all are lying
We all know that time is short
and that soon we will be dying

We have no way to leave
And we know that we can't stay
It seems that we are stuck
I guess it's just our luck

[outro]

Every night a little closer
Every day I push on through
But next morning around three
It might be the end of me

[guitar solo]


Next Morning Around 3

I write the lyrics; Mr. Alfonso Suno composes the music.  Working with the lovely Ms. Ai Ongaku, they create the arrangements.  Ms. Ongaku and her crowd are responsible for the performances.  My part in creating these tracks is very small. Nonetheless, I am to blame.  Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.

Next Morning Around 3

I and Ai