Bomb your country
Shed no tear
TV dinner
Overfed your fears
So make your money
And spread your seed
Better lap of luxuries
But acknowledge need
You've made a family
Now kill 'em dead
Oh it's not me, ma
It's what the TV said
Your final fantasy
For your final days
Oh baby it's the infancy
Oh in so many ways (bomb your country)
Then sit and smile
Why don't you lay back easy
Just wait a while
Just wait a while
So baby, bomb your country
Sit and smile
Why don't you lay back easy
Just wait a while
Just wait a while
Final fantasy
Final fantasy
Final fantasy
Shed no tear
TV dinner
Overfed your fears
So make your money
And spread your seed
Better lap of luxuries
But acknowledge need
You've made a family
Now kill 'em dead
Oh it's not me, ma
It's what the TV said
Your final fantasy
For your final days
Oh baby it's the infancy
Oh in so many ways (bomb your country)
Then sit and smile
Why don't you lay back easy
Just wait a while
Just wait a while
So baby, bomb your country
Sit and smile
Why don't you lay back easy
Just wait a while
Just wait a while
Final fantasy
Final fantasy
Final fantasy
inviata da Alessandro - 3/2/2009 - 11:47
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Album "Desperate Youth, Blood Thirsty Babes"
Oh, I'm sure TVotR think war is bad, and I'm sure they're the good guys, but as you grab the words away from the otherworldy harmonies, separate them from the spacy swirl of electronics, all you find is a hint of apocalypse.
Not like the apocalypse you might find in a Metallica song, brought on by Chthulhu or some scimitar-clutching warrior. No, keeping in mind that TV On the Radio were formed in the short aftermath of 9/11, the apocalypse they touch upon is the same one we all worry about, the kinds that New York and Bali and Madrid have seen a share of.
As Dan Aykroyd might say, it's real wrath-of-God type stuff:
Your final fantasy
For your final days
Oh baby it's the infancy
No fucking around, the beginning of the end times is what that sounds like to me.
TVotR aren't even necessarily taking sides in this final dark fantasy. When they tell us that
TV dinner
has overfed your fears
they're certainly not talking about the mujahdeen. It's about us, how we've abridged our own liberties, how we've burned ourselves fighting fire with fire. But unless I miss my mark, the family that's being made and then killed dead is in the Middle East, and the TV is tuned to Al Jazeera.
Fact is, there are folks fixin' for a battle. Not just Al Qaeda and the rest of the Global Jihad on the other end, but also the evangelical right and the PNAC, back here under the flag, and looking out--as TV on the Radio does--over New York Harbor.
I realize that's controversial interpretation, an interpretation that even Mssrs. Adebimpe, Malone and Sitek might themselves take issue with. Blender said the song was about the Iraq War, and we can all get safely behind that, right? We're all against the freaking war. But is it that outrageous for a band born under the cloud of windborne debris left by the Towers to be a little bit nervous as they look around?
I think not, though you're free to differ. But at least if the words might make one nervous, the sounds can still chill you down.
(from "La Historia de la Musica Rock" blog).