Sang om "The American dream gone wrong"

[Kaare_Jay]

Heisann.

 

Jeg har fått i lekse å finne en sang som handler om den amerikanske drømmen som går feil.

 

Write a personal text on the American Dream gone wrong. Use a song that you know that deals with the USA and the American society, to exemplify your opinion. The text should be at least one page.

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Så hvis dere der ute, det gode folk av diskusjon.no vet om en sang som kan være av interesse for undertegnede gi et svar

Endret 17. januar 2007 av Kaare_Jay

[Magnum p.i.]

Det første som dukker opp i hodet mitt er Bruce Springsteen.

 

F.eks:

 

Bruce Springsteen - Born in the USA

 

Got in a little hometown jam

So they put a rifle in my hand

Sent me off to a foreign land

To go and kill the yellow man

 

....

 

Come back home to the refinery

Hiring man says "Son if it was up to me"

Went down to see my V.A. man

He said "Son, don't you understand"

 

I had a brother at Khe Sahn fighting off the Viet Cong

They're still there, he's all gone

 

He had a woman he loved in Saigon

I got a picture of him in her arms now

 

Down in the shadow of the penitentiary

Out by the gas fires of the refinery

I'm ten years burning down the road

Nowhere to run ain't got nowhere to go

 

 

Bruce Springsteen - The River

 

Then I got Mary pregnant

and man that was all she wrote

And for my nineteenth birthday I got a union card and a wedding coat

We went down to the courthouse

and the judge put it all to rest

No wedding day smiles no walk down the aisle

No flowers no wedding dress

 

 

 

Ellers så har Alan Jackson en ganske god tekst:

 

Alan Jackson - Little man

 

I remember walk'in round the court square sidewalk

Lookin' in windows at things I couldn't want

There's johnson's hardware and morgans jewelry

And the ol' Lee king's apothecary

They ware the little man

The little man

 

I go back now and the stores are all empty

Except for an old coke sign from 1950

Boarded up like they never existed

Or renovated and called historic districts

There goes the little man

There goes the little man

 

Now the court square's just a set of streets

That the people go round but they seldom think

Bout the little man that built this town

Before the big money shut em down

And killed the little man

Oh the little man

 

He pumped your gas and he cleaned your glass

And one cold rainy night he fixed your flat

The new stores came where you do it yourself

You buy a lotto ticket and food off the shelf

Forget about the little man

Forget about that little man

 

He hung on there for a few more years

But he couldn't sell slurpees

And he wouldn't sell beer

Now the bank rents the station

To a down the road

And sell velvet Elvis and

Second-hand clothes

There goes little man

There goes another little man

 

Now the are lined up in a concrete strip

You can buy the world with just one trip

And save a penny cause it's jumbo size

They don't even realize

They'er killin' the little man

Oh the little man

 

 

Ellers så er det nok mye bra å hente fra tekstene til Bob Dylan, men jeg kjenner dessverre ikke nok til han til at jeg kan komme med noen konkrete forslag til deg. Hvis du ikke er noen fan av country og rock er det jo også mye å finne innenfor rap. 2 Pacs "Brenda's got a baby" for eksempel, eller så har nok Immortal Technique mye å ta av uten at jeg har noen gode tekster i hodet her og nå.

 

En sang du kanskje kjenner igjen fra GTA: San Andreas kan også være en idé:

 

Too $hort - The Ghetto

 

Even though the streets are bumpy, lights burned out

Dope fiends die with a pipe in their mouths

Old school buddies not doing it right

Every day it's the same

And it's the same every night

I wouldn't shoot you bro but I'd shoot that fool

If he played me close and tried to test my cool

Every day I wonder just how I'll die

Only thing I know is how to survive

There's only one rule in the real world

And that's to take care of you, only you and yours

Keep dealing with the hard times day after day

Might deal me some dope but then crime don't pay

Black man tried to break into my house again

Thought he got off early doing time in the pen

Even though my brothers do me just like that

I get a lot of love so I'm giving it back to the...

 

Chorus

 

So just peep the game and don't call it crap

Cause to me, life is one hard rap

Even though my sister smoked crack cocaine

She was nine months pregnant, ain't nothing changed

600 million on a footbal team

And her baby dies just like a dope fiend

The story I tell is so incomplete

Five kids in the house and no food to eat

Don't look at me and don't ask me why

Mama's next door getting high

Even though she's got five mouths to feed

She's rather spend her money on a H-I-T

I always tell the truth about things like this

I wonder if the mayor overlooked that list

Instead of adding to the task force send some help

Waiting on him I'd better help myself

Housing Authority and the O.P.D.

All these guns just to handle me in the...

 

Chorus

 

Even though they put us down and call us animals

We make real big banks and buy brand new clothes

Drive fancy cars, make love to stars

Never really saying just who we are

We use alias names like TOO $HORT

Sell you stuff you might kill for

Young kids grow up and that's all they know

Didn't teach him in school now he's slangin dope

Only thing he knows is how to survive

But will he kill another brother before he dies?

In the ghetto, you keep one eye open

All day long, just hoping and hoping

You can pay your bills and not drink too much

Then the problems of life you'll be throwing up

Like me, but you don't see

Ten years from now, where will you be?

 

Endret 21. januar 2007 av walter_melon

[Kaare_Jay]

Takk skal du ha Walter

 

Dette var til stor hjelp.