Water, land, electricity – wouldn’t we like to have some of those? Ask Captain Data. Thanks to Norm Stockwell for kicking this one off.
AI-AI-Ouch
And on his farm he had all the water
AI-AI-Ouch
With a dried up well, depleted aquifer hell
Here low pressure, there failed farm
Everyone is pissed at harm
Old Sam Altman had a farm
AI-AI-Ouch
Old Sam Altman had a data farm
AI-AI-O My God
And on his farm he had some chips
AI-AI-Oops
With a compute crunch here
Chips for cars aren’t there
Higher price, Delays aren’t nice
Ram-a-geddon everywhere
Old Sam Altman had a farm
AI-AI-O
Old Sam Altman’s data farm
AI-AI-Awful
And on his farm he had all the power
AI-AI-Ugh
With a strained infrastruc
(With) rising costs we’re all stuck
Here emissions, grid congestion
All in all a bad suggestion
Old Sam Altman had a farm
AI-AI-just read a book.
Apartheid, Ciao – with Rude Mechanical Orchestra
Teaming with the Rude Mechanical Orchestra at protest of the Anti-Defamation League conference, for which see https://youtu.be/tzuwND6c49o
ADL? NO.
The company they keep: MAGA. The positions they push: pro-genocide, anti-Muslim. The projects they promote: ICE trainings in Israel, Isramerica war on the Middle East…what charming guardians of anti-defamation! #StopADL #gaza #palestine
We have a greeting
Cuz they’re not speaking
For any of us
Looking through their prism
Anti-Semitism
They shout every time
You say Palestine
ADL don’t speak for me
Apartheid’s not my cup of tea
Freedom-lovers can’t you see
A settler colony
Move! Move!
Move over ADL!
No more questioning Israel
That’s their precious Holy Grail
Losing cred in media
Including Wikipedia
Yes they lied, we replied
Freedom now for Palestine
ADL is meeting
We have a greeting
Cuz they’re not speaking
For any of us
Spreading fiction with their cash
All opposing views they bash
All the time they’re talking trash
No No No!
Move! Move!
Move over ADL!
Move over your Musk excusing
Move over your racist schmoozing
Move over your Iran smashing
Move over apartheid’s crashing
Move over move over
For a free Palestine
Eric and Andrew, Ciao
A song for a state rep set to be our first young, socialist, pro-human rights mayor, right here in Gotham. Watch out for billionaires and their feelings, if not holdings.
Eric and Andrew, Ciao
(tune: Bella Ciao)
The cost of childcare
We really can’t bear
And we have busy lives
with our nine to fives
If it’s not no-cost
We’ll find our job lost
Is that the best that we can do?
And childcare workers
They sure ain’t shirkers
So let’s all hear it for
a feckin’ living wage
They’re highly qualified
Must not be cast aside
Two cheers for childcare,
hear, hear!
Now you’ve heard stories
Of city groceries
Let’s take the profit out
of the right to food
A public option
Ripe for adoption
Two cheers for groceries,
hear, hear!
Let’s freeze the rent now
They say come on now
Landlords will all go broke
Billionaires leave town
But you’re forgetting
If they go jetting
We still have rights to
roofs and walls
Ask Zohran, he knows
‘Bout New Yorquinos
Those who move away are those
Who cannot pay
They can’t afford to
Pay room and board too
Is this the best that we can do?
Another plus is
That public buses
Could be free for us
That’s why we make a fuss
They’re free in Tucson
They’re free in Belgrade
So why don’t we just climb on board?
And as for safety
Even some cops see
They shouldn’t be in charge
of mental health care
Stop muggings yes stop theft
Stop crime and leave what’s left
For qualified professionals
For cost of living
we need more giving
From the ones who won
Cutthroat market games
A town that’s healthy
Must tax the wealthy
Maybe they’ll hear this in DC
And if we mention
That he’s a mensch then
You know for sure that
he’s not a corporate shill
That’s how we tell him
from those thugs and
How often do we get this chance?
On the First Day of 2.0
So many orders of destruction! We can see the pattern: destroy all opposition, within the government and the nation and the world. Oh, and remove all obstacles to the enrichment of the few and the immiseration of the many. No news here. Just an unprecedented onslaught. Well, since 1933. Forgive me for having smooshed it all into a song.
ON THE FIRST DAY — MEDLEY
Just before taking office he bullied Tel Aviv
Got a settlement
In exchange for more settlements
On the first day of 2.0, Project 2025
Dropped Paris agreement, saving trillion dollars, losing only one planet
Declared trans people to be nonexistent, like Palestinians
Renamed Denali back to Mt McKinley, erasing first nations,
we’re the only nation on the only planet, which we’ll get to next
All I want is a planet where there’s no indigenous people there
White face, white hands, white sheet ah wouldn’t it be Trumperly
Mass deportation millions doing crimes,
okay I’m lying as I do sometimes,
sure they do our work
But do you really need housing and food?
All I want is to separate
families who I teach you to hate
So I’m rescinding Biden’s reuniting families plan
And you’ll stay with me abso-feckin-lutely still
You won’t notice when I kill
The bill of rights, that’s my skill
All they want is a smart phone app
To apply to enter, well that’s just crap
They’ll only eat your cat and that’s not law and orderly
Reinvigorating Muslim ban you’re hating, yay!
E-racism feels so feckin good
Feck W.H.O.
Who needs health, long as you’ve got your wealth
D-E-I, diversity’s such a lie
Inclusion just makes me cry
And so I reserve equity for me and mine
Declare energy shortage cuz it wasn’t sunny
Opening Alaska’s Arctic wildlife refuge
Kill baby kill
And we’re also taking Mexico’s gulf
If they want it back, help us attack
Panama to show that China can’t use our canal
Billionaires kneelin’ on their knees
I make sure they say pretty please
I take good care of these
Because they are so Trumperly
I’d like to be indictment-free
With a sourpuss’s pardon of my thugs
I’ll let them out, every last lout
And prosecute those who indicted me
Race baitin’ keep on churnin’
Proud Boys keep returnin’
And we’re trollin’, trollin’ make the libtards quiver
Forget the stinkin’ permits
Let the miners mine
We love clean coal
EV’s are for sissies, real Americans love gas
Save the planet, nah, thank you, I’ll pass
Choke holds are in, pronouns are out
More private prisons, profits have risen
If you’ve done nothing wrong then you’ve got
Naught to worry about
And from now on:
You never have to think about others
Leonard Peltier
I wrote the song in 1978 and recorded it in 1981, live in Berkeley, with Kevin Pina and myself on vocals and Pat Fahey on mandolin.
FBI agents attacked the Indian land
On with the genocide, that’s what they planned
Two FBI agents ended up dead
But the government continues to kill the Red Nation
Joe Stuntz, an Indian man
Was killed in the battle on the Pine Ridge reservation
No one was charged for this colonial murder
No one ever is in a concentration camp
Call it what it is
Chorus:
|Let me sing you a true tale
For defending his people
This man lands in jail
While all those genocidal politicans
Sit around and cheer
Native people say
White man’s government, no, no
Has got no right, no, no
To judge Peltier
To judge Peltier
Leaders are a threat, so they took Peltier
Shove him in a prison cell til his last livin’ year
In the Indian heart they would like to strike fear
Haven’t they learned nothin”?
Who started this war?
And what, what for?
The white government has always lied
About justice, while Native people get FBI’d
Chorus
You Can’t Do That
For mentioning Gaza, a student can be suspended and a professor can lose their career. This is the new McCarthyism, product of a nationwide conspiracy by Congress, donors, trustees, and other miscreants to keep genocide a sacred trust.
If I catch you talkin’ bout Gaza again
I’m gonna clamp you down
Suspend you flat
Because I told you before
Oh, you can’t do that
Well you say you’re being doxxed
I gotta take you to task
If you’re demonstrating
and you wear a mask
I’m gonna clamp you down
Suspend you flat
Because I told you before
Oh, you can’t do that
Everybody’s green, red black white and green
They’re all supporting Falastin
But if they’re seen
We smack down their rights, and put out their lights
If you’re SJP or JVP
You want your first Amendment, gotta go through me
I’m gonna clamp you down
Suspend you flat
Because I told you before
Oh, you can’t do that
If you carry a sign you’ll end up in Court
Your thought crimes will be in your Delaney report
I’m gonna clamp you down
Suspend you flat
Because I told you before
Oh, you can’t do that
No microphone, no posters, 20 people tops
Don’t even think about it or we’ll call the cops
I’m gonna clamp you down
Suspend you flat
Because I told you before
Oh, you can’t do that
Everybody’s green, red black white and green
They’re all supporting Falastin
But if you’re seen
We take down your name
It’s the end of your game
Now don’t get me wrong
we’re all about free speech
But criticizing Israel is out of reach
I’m gonna clamp you down
Suspend you flat
Because I told you before
Oh, you can’t do that
Now I trust you understand
no more protest here
This year’s fashion trend is riot gear
I’m gonna clamp you down
Suspend you flat
Because I told you before
Oh, you can’t do that
Yes we’re gonna zip tie you if you read that poem
We’ll defend the genociders
till the cows come home
I’m gonna clamp you down
Suspend you flat
Because I told you before
Oh, you can’t do that
Everybody’s green, red black white and green
They’re all supporting Falastin
But if they’re seen
I pity the fool
Who’s kicked out of school
The university’s not faculty or students oh please
The important people are the donors
and trustees
I’m gonna clamp you down
Suspend you flat
Because I told you before
Oh, you can’t do that
You got tenure so you’re safe, well that’s a joke
Your tenure expires when you’re woke
I’m gonna clamp you down
Career goes flat
Because I told you before
Oh, you can’t do that
You think you’re helping victims
but I know what’s right
If you don’t like ethnic cleansing
You’re an anti-Semite
I’m gonna clamp you down
Suspend you flat
Because I told you before
Oh, you can’t do that
Eve of Destruction
P.F. Sloan wrote this in 1965 at age 19. Needed an update. Using my best Barry McGuire impression to convey contemporary nearly-post-democratic terrors.
They’re bannin’ the books, now it’s tweets they’re quotin’
We live for fear and hate, and that’s how we’re votin’
And the Jordan River has even more bodies floatin’
But the daily news is all sugar-coatin’
And you tell me over and over and over again
My friend
How you don’t believe
We’re on the eve of destruction
Don’t you understand what I’m trying to say
Can’t you feel the fears I’m feeling today?
Our democracy was always made for the rich
Now it’s fallin’ all around us, payback’s a bitch
Take a look around you boy,
it’s bound to scare you, boy
And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
How you don’t believe
In a fascist buffoon seduction
Yeah, my blood’s so mad, feels like coagulatin’
I’m sittin’ here just contemplatin’
When human respect is disintegratin’
One lone Bernie Sanders can’t pass legislation
This Magaverse is just a wee bit frustratin’
When the leader’s not leadin’, he’s just dictatin’
With the courts and the Congress, they’re checkmatin’
And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
How you don’t believe
We need a third reconstruction
Elon may leave here for four days in space
Wish he wouldn’t return to wreck this place
As the world tries to warn us
Of our pride and disgrace
Hate your next door neighbor but don’t forget to say grace
And you tell me
Over and over and over and over again, my friend
You don’t believe
That there’ll be a mass abduction
And you don’t believe
We’re on the eve of destruction