1. Reach for the Sun
2. Impatience
3. Leave It!
4. Vou Embora
5. Camilo
6. Stone Soup
7. More Than One Song
8. Seeds from Fire
9. Detenciones No Más (No More Detentions)
10. Fight Right Now / La Co-op
11. One Last Tear
12. Red & Black
13. Anglo Imperialism
14. For Real
15. Je M’en Vais
16. Floating Heart
17. Dew or Rain
18. Solid Economy
19. 21st Century Romance
Bonus Tracks:
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1. Reach for the Sun
Inspired by a combination of experiences in dozens of social movements, most recently in the Black Lives Matter movement for racial justice. FutureFocusMedia.org
Song / Guitar / Clarinet: Matt Feinstein
Is this what it feels like to win?
One hundred thousand in the streets
We sing along to bucket drum beats
When tear gas comes the vinegar’s shared
We hold our banners in the air
Our voices loud, our messages clear
Those in power have something to fear
But when the day is said and done
How do we know that we’ve, how do we know that we’ve won?
Is this what it feels like to win?
Sometimes we seem so small and weak
Then the young people step up and speak
Our fight has struck a chord or two
We pledge to see the whole thing through
Traction’s gained, two steps ahead
Our hunger for justice begins to be fed
We got to the moon, now we reach for the sun
How do we know that we’ve, how do we know that we’ve won?
Is this what it feels like to win?
This is what it feels like to win!
Drop D tuning
Gm (barred) Cm (barred)
Gm Cm A7 Gm
2. Impatience
The challenge is to both have no patience with injustice and exploitative insurance companies but simultaneously learn patience for the long road towards liberation. 5 years of working every day to rebuild Stone Soup tought me a little something about this. http://StoneSoupWorcester.org
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein
Speaker: Asa Needle
Impatience is a virtue A – – –
If used to shake injustice D – E –
Patience is a value A – – D
We build up over time E – – A
We made it through the fire A – D A
We paid ten times with time A – E A
We fought for what they owed us A – D A
They thought we’d take the dime A – E A
They may have top floor offices
They wait, time’s on their side
Laws written by and for them
Power smitten and full of pride
Chorus
Temp us to take the easy road
Patch a truss and just move on
But we’re rooted deep in principles
If they’re polluted, all is gone
We pledge to stick together
Each wedge we can defend
Too solid to divide us
We’re all in ’till the end
3. Leave It!
Beyond coal, hydraulic fracking, tar sands and for people power and life. Performed live at the November 2012 premier of the documentary Agrofuels: Starving People, Fueling Greed in Worcester, MA.
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein
V:
Am – C Am / Am – Em Am /
Am – – – / C Em E7 Am /
Ch: |: Am – – – / Am E – Am / : |
B: F G C Am / G Em Csus Am /
Takin’ it back to the coal miners
Worked to the bone, last no more than thirty-one
Now and then we see the whole valley
Wiped out with a slurry, bosses cover it up in a hurry
Burn it up and the air is filthy
Try not to breath it in, but half a million won’t breath again
Clean coal from the mouth of the liar
He sweeps it under the rug, can’t climb out of the hole he dug
Leave the coal in the hole
The gas stock in the rock
The oil in the soil
And the tar sand in the land
Black gold makes the man go crazy
Occupy, drill, then let the oil tanker spill
Making billions of the carbon pollution
Exxon, shell, BP, my credits I’ll trade and buy back from me
Then pay off the politicians
Tax cuts, subsidies, pockets of richest companies
Go to war for control and oil
Prop up our regime, cheap barrels of american dream
Chorus
Watch out for the tricks of the salesman
Cash knocks on your door, a long-term mess is what’s in store
What a crazy fracking idea
Drill deep in the rock, speeding up the climate’s clock
Fairytales of safe hydro fracking
Toxic sludge catheter, spills into the aquifer
Then light tap water on fire
‘Cause once you frack, there ain’t no way you’re going back
B1: Drilling, fracking, spilling, killing F G C Am / G Em Csus Am /
Open pits of death and destruction
Want climate change earliest, try tar sands the dirtiest
Is it worth our forests and rivers?
Dig your mess into the truck, corporate fools have run amok
Keystone XL pipeline
A fat cat kind of theft, land grabs to the right and left
Yes we can stop the pipeline
People rose to show, pipeline “no” tar sands “no”
B2: Drilling, piping, spilling, killing F G C Am / G Em Csus Am /
All power to all the people
Find out where they crack, open it up and take it back
New ways to get around the city
Veg oil waste for us, we walk and bike and ride the bus
Look up to sun for power
We can make the channels, to own our own collective panels
Build from earth and straw and plaster
Autonomous villages, above the grid that pillages
B3: Dancing, farming, singing, living F G C Am / G Em Csus Amajor /
4. Vou Embora
How do we really get out of this system collectively, taking down oppression on the way out, and not just fighting in a way that strengthens their grip on us?
http://Ciclovida.org
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein
Speakers: Ivânia Cavalcante de Alencar, Manoel Inácio Nascimento and a Zapatista.
Intro: E – / A – / E – / B7 –
Pedalamos mais forte E –
Cadê o chão A –
Nadamos em frente E –
Contracorrente A – / / E / /
Usar as ferramentas
Do patrão
E depender por centos
Centenas de anos
Ch
Vou embora E – / A – / E – / A –
Vamos embora
Vou embora
Vamos embora
Vou embora E – /
Deste sistema A – / / B7 –
Cair da rede
Da um medão
E isso impede
Agradecer o chão
Sozinho não pode
Na isolação
So nas comunidades
Com a revolução
Ch / Br:
Na saída, vamos desmantelando
Na saída, desmontando racismo
Na saída, desmontando classismo
Na saída, desconstruindo sexismo
Vamos embora pessoal
5. Camilo
A true story of a kid who did not fit into compulsory school in rural Brazil.
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein
C – F C / F – G C / chorus: F – G C / F – C – / F – G C / F G C – /
This true story’s about my friend Camilo
Only 10 years old, but boy all that he knows
In Northern Brazil home schooling is illegal
They said he had to go to school where they make numbers out of people
Up to that point in his life he had a libertory education
His parents fostered his creativity and imagination
But the city brought him to the classroom, an authoritarian situation
Where they taught him about coercion and creation
For an activity one day he was given a piece of paper
They said “Draw an Easter egg and put all you want inside her”
Camilo said, “Sorry, I don’t believe in your Easter”
He called their eggs classist and they called him a trouble-maker
Chorus: He said, “I won’t draw your eggs today
I won’t draw your egg today
‘Cause I’m resisting your compulsory school of yesterday
Yes, I won’t draw your egg today.”
The teacher pulled him aside and said you’d better listen to me Camilo
You may be named after a revolutionary, but you’ve got to listen to me now
So, draw that egg and I’ll be back in a half an hour
He though, have they left me no more choices, have they taken all my power?
And he thought for a really long time about the freedom of his educational experience back in the worker-occupied farm – back in the village where he had the individual attention of his parents, the woods, the farm, the lake – where he had a say in how he spent his day, now stuck in an institution that did not challenge him nor teach him of his indigenous ancestors’ history… but looking down at the blank sheet of paper he knew he had to draw something, so he told himself…
Well, I’ll draw that egg, but I draw it my way
I’ll draw myself, the egg, and what I think about this stupid holiday
And when the teacher came back to see if he had drawn it [gasp]
She saw a big crushed egg and little boy pissing on it
And he said, “I will piss on your egg today
I will, I’ll piss on your egg today
‘Cause I’m resisting your school system of yesterday
Yes, I’ll piss on your egg today
Well, the teacher pulled him in front of the classroom, full peer humiliation
They laughed in his face and said “you’re bound for damnation”
Camilo, then, retracted his resistance
He was saving up his strength and persistence
But I can see the day when Camilo’s reached his limit
I can see the movement now with one million Camilos in it
They’ve had enough of this authoritarian system
They’ve risen up and for the rest of their lives, they’re resisting
And they’re saying “We’ll link up and build free schools today
We’ll link up and build free schools today
‘Cause we’re resisting your whole school system of yesterday
Yes, we’ll link up and build free schools today
6. Stone Soup
After decades of activists and artists in Worcester losing their spaces to greedy landlords, precarious rental situations, and gentrification, a collective came together to establish a permanent space for organizing. Stone Soup is a movement building space in Worcester, MA where over a dozen grassroots groups share space, cross pollinate, and work together for social justice.
http://stonesoupworcester.org
Song and guitar by Matt Feinstein, vocals Lucelia de Jesus and Matt.
There’s no food to be found anywhere around
Go try your luck in some other town
This city has no drive or creativity
You boat rockers go try some bigger city
I have all I need here, this empty pot
Just need to light a fire in this central spot
We have all we need here, these empty walls
We’ll rebuild it together so it never falls
Chorus:
Throw a stone into the pot
A tasty meal is what we’ve got
___
Bring what you can though it may not be much
Each one their ideas, each one their own touch
Cooking up a better Worcester, let’s stir this shit up
Oh, but a bit of salt would be a delight
Now an onion and carrot would make it just right
Some can put on a show, some can drive in a nail
We ask as we walk and we’ll find our own trail
Dozens of people came out to the square
Bearing hope and each part of the soup they could spare
Our bike shop, our Free School, our cooperative store
We’ll share what we have and we’ll all have much more
Chorus
Not a full meal had they eaten since fall
But that day a feast was had by them all
No more landlords who raise rent or tell us to leave
This time the space will be ours from basement to eave
Neighbors with neighbors, the hoarding had ceased
From a stone in a pot to a wonderful feast
A movement is growing and you can be part
From an empty walled building, revolution we’ll start
Chorus
7. More Than One Song
Mixed heritage liberation looks different for everyone, but this song weaves together some shared experiences as well as my story as the son of a working class jew and a rebellious owning class WASP. Even people who sing more than one song can find clear self-identities even if it means relating to more than one culture.
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein
D – A – / A – D /
Makes you feel like
Like you don’t belong
We’re from more than one place
We sing more than one song
To fertile ground
Moves the walking palm
D – G – / G – / A – / /
Jew side bronx and co-op harmony
And work through school, bring dreams to fruition
Wasps side buzzed big and fast a free
Shaking up the status quo took a younger generation
Jew side learned to check for the union bug
Wasp side saying union was sedition
Wasps swept our slaveholding past under the rug
Jews Yidish lost, not food or tradition
Makes you feel like
Like you don’t belong
We’re from more than one place
We sing more than one song
Desert tree seed
Roots fast to hang on
Adapt to the whens and hows of where we are
Fight to understand the fears we will conquer
We could end up on the banks of near or far
And still have all the yearning to wander
Not like chameleons who just change skin
We’ll adapt here but assimilate no longer
We do not lose our self just to fit in
Our sense of who we are, it gets stronger
Makes you feel like
Like you don’t belong
We’re from more than one place
We sing more than one song
Rivers forge new paths
They’re bound to flow on
Attitudes tell us time after time
We’re nothing if not this or fully that
We claim either or both anytime
We are how we feel not what they look at
Call us mixed up, shkutz or hooligan
But who’s not mixed in one way we must ponder
To find our true selves we look within
Our sense of who we are, it gets stronger
Bridge:
G A D – / /
E – A / /
From more than one place
We sing more than one song 4x
8. Seeds from Fire
The Stone Soup Community Center suffered a major electrical fire in March of 2009. Many said the building needed to be demolished. Others said there was no way for the grassroots groups to raise enough to rebuild the architecturally significant building. But the dedicated members knew that some pines trees only release their true potential after a major fire.
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein
Drop D tuning
Dm – – – / Dm – Gm – /
Gm – Dm – / A7 – – – /
Chorus:
Gm – Dm – / Gm – Dm – /
Gm – Dm – / A7 – – – /
Gm – Dm – / Gm – Dm – /
Gm – Dm – / Am – – – /
Last Am barred 5th fret
For two years we have been swaying
With strong winds from every side
On her branches we’ve been perching
Raucous chirping all inside
Cozy homes we have been building
As her roots deeper down they grow Neighbors of every feather flying
Many we have yet to know
Chorus:
The fire can only injure her
No she won’t be taken down today
She may have taken quite a beating
But the great pine is here to stay
Concrete shows no signs of fertility
Her seeds will surely here not grow
Only after a great big fiery blaze
Of her seeds will she ever let go
We chirp of change and consciousness
We sing that one day all will be free
We hear each bird’s call as powerful
We paint tomorrow’s society
Chorus
Three alarms spark up late that night
Flames reach up into the sky
Smoke chokes us out and water nearly drowns us
Singed to make the full moon cry
No great phoenix will arise from the ashes
No grand savior from way up high
But each pinecone knows to open up
With seeds in beaks off we’ll fly
Spoken:
And that first night murals are painted
By gifted hands, rattle, pshht, rattle
And in bright colors that pour out with defiance we see:
Our dreams cannot be burnt to the ground
Out of these ashes comes life
9. Detenciones No Más (No More Detentions)
March 6th, 2007 a massive raid was carried out by ICE agents on the Michael Bianco factory in New Bedford, MA arresting over 350 workers. A delegation from the group Maya K’iche who organized with the families affected by this raid came to share their stories and sing with Matt on the stage at the Mayday rally in Worcester, MA (May 1st, 2007).
http://worcesterimmigrantcoalition.org
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein
Drop D tuning
Dm Gm
A A7 Dm
Dm A7
Dm A7
F C
A7 Dm
C Dm
Early Tuesday morning
At the Michael Bianco plant
Voces y gritos
Y desesperación
Quinientos agentes
ICE surround us like cattle
La migra con armas
por todos lados
No somos ganados, somos madres,
padres, hermanas, e hijas
We’re mothers, not cattle
We’re workers, not criminals
Madres
Trabajadores
Stop the detentions
Detenciones no más!
War in my country
Brought us here to New Bedford
War in New Bedford
Tore my family apart
Guerra en mi paíz
Refugiados en New Bedford
Guerra aquí
Rompió mi familia en dos
No somos criminals, somos madres,
Padres, hermanas, y hijas
We’re mothers, not cattle
We’re workers, not criminals
Madres
Trabajadores
Stop the detentions
Detenciones no más!
Listen closely to the cries
Of my 3 month old daughter
Enferma sin leche
Life is nothing without her
Pero la gente se junta
Organizando y luchando
The suits talk of crisis
But the people come through
No somos criminals, somos madres,
Padres, hermanas, y hijas
We’re mothers, not cattle
We’re workers, not criminals
Madres
Trabajadores
And together we say…
Stop the detentions
¡Detenciones no más
Miedo no más
La migra no más
Fronteras no más
Detenciones no más
Detenciones no más
Detenciones no más!
10. Fight Right Now / La Co-op (live)
The non-profit industrial complex could be the doom of social movements if we don’t see through the hypocracy and take action.
http://www.incite-national.org
Cooperativas – we’re all sailors, no captains, no bosses.
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein
Verse: Gm F
Chorus: C F G sus (add C on B string)
Bridge: C G x3 into chorus
Budgets, indicators
Target marginal populations
Culturally competent shit (spit)
Dependent on the service
Kept away from confrontations
Greening not replacing it
Overdraft your non-deductibles
Pro-rate your uninsurables
It’s politics, a policy limit
Procedure stipulations
Performance permutations
Report them, now make them fit
Chorus:
We can’t take it any more
We’re going to fight right now
Distraction from the action
In cahoots with the suits
Old white boys in new white tees
Haul the cash and accrue all
Gatekeepers losers weepers
Feel-good thin diversities
Civil society sobriety
Empowerment’s a sour mint
Down our throats, cough, wheeze
Who says that changes come with patience
Sit and wait for your fate
He who only looks within, sees
Bridge:
What are we waiting for?
Chorus:
We’re going to fight right now
It’s time to turn the tables
Jump up, unplug the cables
Soon the system’s gonna crack
The cat tales we’ll stop chasing
More than charters we’ll be changing
They can fight us but no longer distract
Strategize for action
Then make a quick reflection
Adjust, again it’s time to act
Collectivize our power
Not the man of the hour
Now the people take the power back
It’s time people took the power back
Chorus
We’re going to fight right now
[win]
[kiss]
[rock]
[strike]
Para formar la co-op
Para formar la co-op
Se nececita echar el patrón al carajo
Echar el patrón al carajo
Para mi, para ti, ay arriba ay arriba
Ay arriba ay arriba por ti seré y por mi seré y por ti seré
Co-operativa 3x
Todos somos marineros
Todos somos marineros
No hay capitán, no hay capitán, no hay capitán
11. One Last Tear
9/13/05 R.I.P. Daylin O’Madigan and so many others murdered by racism, poverty, and failed education systems.
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein
F C Dm Em / F C G – /
Chorus:
Daylin’s face on the wall
One last tear we’ll let fall
Turn off your TV and your radio
Open your doors for a new life
You are kings and queens you are gold
As Ron spoke these words his family cried
Chorus
He saw in society what is wrong
His energy lit up any room
Saw how the neighborhood could be strong
He planted a flower, now let it bloom
Chorus
Let us take over where he left
Find the justice he desired
Not one more life with anyone theft
Not one more vigil will be required
Chorus
12. Red & Black
A love story between a communist and an anarchist. Yes it is possible.
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein
F G A – / / / ED A /
Chorus: C D A – / C D A – /
Turning trees into skyscrapers
Turning bogs to oil spills
Turning seeds into markets
Building fences and moving the mills
Threat as old as generations
that day still stood imminent
But love has its way with timing
hearts found joy as they stood vigilant
And their bond was fast, their bond is strong (repeat)
Bounding in the red fox shimmered
passion, speed, and brilliance
Then leaped in the black squirrel dancing
with quick feet yet defiant in stance
Red and black rarely join say the stories
if they do it’s for just a short fight
But with common purpose, defiance
their hearts knew the time to unite
And their bond was fast, their bond is strong (repeat)
Fear had kept alliances timid
but stars and seasons aligned
Arm in arm they took down the fences
planted seeds of hope undefined
Inspired by actions and vision
others will stand up and join in
Fox and squirrel and many will stumble
but together in struggle they’ll win
And their bond was fast, their bond is strong (repeat)
13. Anglo Imperialism
Linguistic infiltration of a culture can be a major road in for other aspects of cultural imposition, dominance, death of customs and knowledge, etc.
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein
v: A – D – / A – E E7 / A – D – / E E7 A – /
ch: D – A – / E – E7 – / D – A – / E E7 A /
In the Americas English dominates business
But for us that’s not a surprise
Para sobrevivir en “marketing”
Take the English word and improvise
But where the more subtle control happens
Is in a young person’s mind
No hay nada mejor que MTV
Nothing like TV makes us blind
Chorus:
The imposition of English
May not look like the villain
But first we come for your culture
Then we come for your children
For the two days at the end of your week
In France there’s a trend
To change “La Fin de Semaine”
Into the anglo “Weekend”
And don’t expect the real French cheese
Or the legs of a frog
Voulez-vous le McDonald
Non, je prefère un hot-dog
Chorus
In Brazil the letter “x”
Is pronounced “shease”
Close enough to use it
Where in English we use the word “cheese”
So if you see an “x-burger”
Now you’ll know what that means
Eu não gosto de x-burger
Give me a x-salad please
Chorus
Up in Quebec to defend their language
They mix up a phrase or two
Translate “you’re welcome” literally
You say “Merci” they respond “Bienvenue”
But at the same time as they overcompensate
It’s “très cool” to anglicize
Get in your “char” and take a ride
To the pizzaria pour manger un “slice”
Chorus
In Palestine technological language
Is all English derived
But there our comrade named Bustani
Will make sure his culture survives
When the subject turns to that of computers
Bustani will silently resist
When IBM threatens to co-opt his language
He’ll shut his mouth and raise up his fist
14. For Real
Written for Dania Flores who taught me how to ride a motorcycle, what it means to stay true to myself, and what love feels like when it’s for real.
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein
Tattooed attitude C – – F
turns heads as you F – C –
bike by the fire station C – G –
no one pushes you D7 – G –
off of your roots D7 – G –
your solid foundation F – G G7
you know it’s for real C – – F
when those quirky things F – C –
just seem sort of sweet C – G –
you know it’s for real C – – F
when those major things F – G –
make you feel complete G – C –
sitting legs crossed
there on the throne
you let the thoughts flow
the vision is great
de base and bold
seeds of power you do sow
Chorus
singing along
to lyrics you
don’t quite have down
you speak your mind
be it outrage or love
compa for life I have found
15. Je M’en Vais
I’m leaving. If not, you’re off. It’s not our fault it’s society. Such a transient culture takes a toll on attempts at lasting relationships.
Song / Guitar / Clarinet: Matt Feinstein
C Blues
Je m’en vais
Sinon, tu t’en vas
Oui je m’en vais
Ce n’est pas notre faute
C’est la societé
Il y a toujours d’autres villes
L’échelle du travail précaire
Ne s’arrête jamais
Toujours le danger de tomber
Mais jamais la chance
De tomber amoureux
Je pense toujours quitter
Et tu ne peux pas rester
Je m’en vais
Sinon, tu t’en vas
Oui je m’en vais
Ce n’est pas notre faute
C’est la societé
Qu’est ce qui a cassé
Les communautés?
C’était le capitalisme allant
Ou les ex-amoureux en partant
La vie devient chaque année
De plus en plus jetable
L’intimitee c’est rarement
Profond et durable
Je m’en vais
Sinon, tu t’en vas
Oui je m’en vais
Ce n’est pas notre faute
C’est la societé
16. Floating Heart
Those of us lucky enough to grow up connected to the land can feel a void when we’ve been sucked into the fast-paced city lifestyle.
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein
C – – – | – – F – | – – – -/F# | G – C – |
Is is the smell of the wood
Familiar feel of the hall
Knowing right where it’s put
Or morning birds you hear call?
Barefoot summers came slow
Crisp air falls came so fast
Hikes where waterfalls flow
You just want it to last
There’s hard work to be done
Stacked up feels so complete
Three rows planted full sun
Desk work cannot compete
But to bigger we flow
And to fast we aspire
Back to the land we don’t go
It’s just rusting barbed wire
No more dirt in our hands
No long grass to our knees
A floating heart needs to land
Somewhere surrounded by trees
17. Dew or Rain
Distance from a lover can help you decipher if it’s temporary passion that will quickly evaporate or a steady downpour of joyous love to follow. It was rain and rain is good.
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein
C – C7 Cdim | G F C – |
Is it dew or is it rain?
Is it dew or is it rain?
Skylight frames the moon linked to your eyes
Small mesh window too frames your skies
Farther than sun rays on the track
Closer than my hands upon your back
Is it dew or is it rain?
Is it dew or is it rain?
Journal spoken loud I hear “let in”
Stay dry or under the cloud a dance begin?
Claves show how this dance is not just dew
It’s clear this warm rain will fall the whole night through
18. Solid Economy
It’s time to build something better than the current shaky, exploitative economy. A solidarity economy is being built on principles of solidarity, mutualism, cooperation, equity people over profits, sustainability, social and economic democracy and pluralism.
http://WorcesterSAGEalliance.org
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein, backup vocals: Lucelia de Jesus, Sergio Castillo and Julius Jones
V:
|: C – – – | C – G C : |
Ch:
C – – – | F – D – |
C – – – | C – G C |
I can’t find a job
and keep my dignity
So we’ve got to build
the solid economy
I can’t sell my crops
within this community
So we’ve got to build
the solid economy
I cannot supply
Safe food for my family
So we’ve got to build
the solid economy
And since solid stands
for solidarity
We’ve got to build
the solid economy
Solidarity
stand together in unity
We’ve got to build
the solid economy
Their waste abounds
While so many are in poverty
So we’ve got to build
the solid economy
Their market lies
on shaky territory
So we’ve got to build
the solid economy
Hands corrupt and tied
by corporate bullies
So we’ve got to build
the solid economy
And since solid stands
for solidarity
We’ve got to build
the solid economy
Solidarity
stand together in unity
So we’ve got to build
the solid economy
Since our sugar’s still
stained by modern slavery
So we’ve got to build
the solid economy
They want war for oil
We want green clean energy
So we’ve got to build
the solid economy
Surplus gotta stay
in our locality
So we’ve got to build
the solid economy
And since solid stands
for solidarity
We’ve got to build
the solid economy
Not a shaky one Clap, clap 3x
Not a racist one Clap, clap 3x
Not a sexist one Clap, clap 3x
Not a classist one Clap, clap 3x
Solidarity
stand together in unity
We’ve got to build
the solid economy
We will meet our needs
co-operatively
So we’ve got to build
the solid economy
We want justice and
true diversity
So we’ve got to build
the solid economy
Those who fight the man
are a big part of the “we”
So we’ve got to build
the solid economy
And since solid stands
for solidarity
We’ve got to build
the solid economy
Not a shaky one Clap 4x a solid…
Not a racist one Clap, a par econ
Not a sexist one Clap, plentitude
Not a classist one Clap, co-op
Solidarity
stand together in unity
We’ve got to build
the solid economy
‘Cause we’re powerful
and share responsibility
We’ve got to build
the solid economy
‘Cause we’re powerful
and have the capacity
We’re going to build
the solid economy
19. 21st Century Romance
Technology changing the rules of dating.
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein
Am (barred) G (barred)
Em turnaround
It’s sprinkling on the way back from the rave
Your bumper up to mine a really close shave
My wipers kinda timid, yours a little more brave
Mine jitter nervously as your’s erotically wave
Flirting in the 21st century
It’s how a modern romance ought to be
I sit next to you in the middle of the bus
Our wires from the ear down to the pelvis
He slams on the brakes, driver yells out a cuss
Now momentarily wires connect us
Holding hands in the 21st century
It’s how a modern romance ought to be
I nudge you right back ’cause you @tted my tweet
I poke you ’cause you liked said my status was sweet
You even had cyber guts enough to retweet
You top my news feed to say lets go out to eat
A first date in the 21st century
It’s how a modern romance ought to be
I barely have the crusties out of my eyes
The minty paste in hand, look up, a surprise
Next to my toothbrush leans another the same size
The bristles embrace like impassioned goodbyes
Smooching in the 21st century
It’s how a modern romance ought to be
You said you planned to come out to this show
That why I pedaled up here, you probably know
Forget my u-lock, and my last bike they stole
You lock it with yours to the same pole
Going steady in the 21st century
It’s how a modern romance ought to be
You say its time to get horizontally reclined
Off ringers go, onto the table bedside
We’ll answer no calls after ten we decide
Both buzzing like mad the vibrations combined
Getting it on in the 21st century
It’s how a modern romance ought to be
That fight leaves us a little perplexed
The email makes me wonder what could be next
I know you want to tell me how you’re totally vexed
Just please don’t try to fit it all in one text
On the rocks in the 21st century
It’s how a modern romance ought to be
BONUS TRACKS:
1. No Limit
Passion can’t be limited and will continue to flow over rocks like Niagara Falls.
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein
Am – – –
Dm – – –
Am – – –
E – – –
Ch:
Am – G F / / / Am – G E
Weeks of yearning feel like
Years ripple from that a hastened
Second ranked locations lose
Forever twists a vine that knows no
Limit can you limit a distanced feeling
Even coldest windy visit seems appealing
Limit can you limit an irresistible lover
Even though creative compassion flows out from her
Rock the boat together or both fall
In to the deep we dare not
Plunge if things there get too
Stuck in that place from our inner
2. To Be
Song / Guitar: Matt Feinstein
To be intellectual but not academic.
To be active but not overcommitted.
To have momentum but not be rushing.
To be deeply rooted but not stagnant.
To be serious about my projects but joyous in my leisure.
To be a good friend to several good friends (friends who are good to me) but not a lousy friend to many.
To be inspirational but not protagonistic.
To be a passionate lover but not before self-love.
To be intentional in my way of life but not devoid of spontaneity.
To be disciplined but not dogmatic.