Libertarian Bands (And Songs?)

When I suggested that people go to wilburjr channel on youtube, I should have suggested that viewers avoid the following videos: (Trees Reunion, Band Practice, and Mac & Mire). All others, I believe, are relevant to the 2016 elections. Thanks for your time!-J.R. Wilbur.
 
I've posted this a few times: oldie but goodie- and still pertinent.



And, even if you think Rage is commie, this is still awesome:

 
Sleater Kinney "Combat Rock"

They tell us there are only two sides to be on
If you are on our side you're right, if not you're wrong
But are we innocent, paragons of good?
Is our guilt erased by the pain that we've endured?

Hey look, it's time to pledge allegiance
I love my dirty Uncle Sam
Our country's marching to the beat now
And we must learn to step in time

Where is the questioning? Where is the protest song?
Since when is skepticism un-American?
Dissent's not treason, but they talk like it's the same
Those who disagree are afraid to show their face

Let's break out our old machines now
It sure is good to see them run again
Oh gentlemen, start your engines
And we know where we got the oil from

Are you feeling alright now?
Paint myself all red, white and blue
Are you singing let's fight now?
Innocent people die, uh oh

There are reasons to unite
Is this why we unite?
If you hate this time
Remember we are the time!

Show you love your country, go out and spend some cash
Red, white, blue hot pants doing it for Uncle Sam
Flex our muscles show 'em we're stronger than the rest
Raise your hands up, baby, are you sure that we're the best?

We'll come out with our fists raised
The good old boys are back on top again
And if we let them lead us blindly
The past becomes the future once again

 


Should five per cent appear too small
Be thankful I don’t take it all
Cos I’m the taxman, yeah I’m the taxman

If you drive a car, I’ll tax the street
If you try to sit, I’ll tax your seat
If you get too cold I’ll tax the heat
If you take a walk, I’ll tax your feet
 

I was born in a welfare state
Ruled by bureaucracy
Controlled by civil servants
And people dressed in grey
Got no privacy, got no liberty
Cos the twentieth century people
Took it all away from me.
 
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I pay my gardener to clean up my garden/
I pay my doctor to check out da other ting/
I pay my lawyer to fight for my rights/
And I pay my bodyguard to guard my body/
There's only one man I pay/
But I don't know what I'm paying for/
I'm talking about the taxman!/
 




[TD="bgcolor: #FEFEFE, colspan: 2"]You're the boot.
Stomping on the human face forever.
You're the eye.
Staring down on everyone and ever seeing all.
You're the lie.
Twisting all our minds into your whoredom.
You are Death.
You are war.
You are slavery.
You're the law.
You're the law.
You're the law!
When laws spew like vomit from power-drunk tongues
And freedom's a lie that the old tell the young
Then out of the darkness,
The rebels arise ...

When "for your own good" is a lock and a chain
And "security's” used to enslave hearts and brains
Then out of our bondage
Rebellion will fly. ...

So crush their damned spycams, rip open your cage
Let liberty loose with a howl of wild rage
Each tyrant you smash
Is a freedom you've won
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It’s a no-knock raid,
Don’t be afraid
We’ll shoot your dogs,
In front of your kids
Cuz we’re the SWAT ...


We are adrenalin junkies taking orders from the top,
The KGB and the DEA,
They’ll make you disappear,
Like in Guantanamo Bay,
In the middle of the night,
You’ll have nothing to say,
If we get the wrong address it doesnt matter anyway, ...

Paramilitary police-state on parade,
It’s no-knock raid,
Don’t be afraid,
You do the time for your victimless crime,
And it’s a no-knock raid,
It’s a no-knock raid,
Don’t be afraid,
This is a war,
And this is your fate,
We are the face of your new police state,
We are the law,
And we’ve got the guns,
Statutory powers, ...

 
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Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our minds
Have no fear for atomic energy
'Cause none of them can stop the time
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look?
 

You work hard, you make money
There ain't no on in the world who can stop you
You work hard, you went hungry
Now the taxman is out to get you
 
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