My version of "Fairytale of New York"
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normally sing unaccompanied, I've recorded a new version of "Fairytale
of New York" with musical acompaniment supplied by a karaoke CD. I
have included the lyrics below; to download it in MP3 format, go to my
musical poetry page at www.socialiststeve.me.uk/poetry.htm. [Clicking
on the link to the MP3 file should play or save it on most computers,
and this format should be suitable for iPods/MP3 players.]
The song is partly fictional, but is dedicated to an Indian activist
based in New York who sometimes calls herself "warcry". I have reason
to believe that she is in, or has been in, a psychiatric institution
in the USA that she has compared to Auschwitz concentration camp. For
more details, visit the Warcry Allies website I have set up to try to
help her situation, at www.warcryallies.net. If anybody knows what has
happened to her, I'd be very grateful if somebody could let me know.
Happy Christmas to you all,
Steve.
Fairytale of New York
Inspired by Fairytale of New York âEURO" The Pogues and Kirsty MacColl,
Belly Of The Beast âEURO" Galaxia/Red Day and On My Own âEURO" Galaxia/Red
Day
Written by Steve Wallis
Version 2, 24/12/2007
Dedicated to Priya Reddy (warcry) of War Cry Cinema
YouâEURO(tm)re not at Guantánamo
Or even Abu Ghraib
An old man said to me:
âEUROOEYou will never see her againâEURO
But then I sang a song
And put it on the internet
I knew youâEURO(tm)d find out about it
And I dreamed about you
I am your lucky one
IâEURO(tm)d cross the ocean to free you
IâEURO(tm)ve got a feeling
Next yearâEURO(tm)s gonna be better for you and me
So Happy Christmas
I love you baby
We can create a better world
Where most of our dreams come true
TheyâEURO(tm)ve got cages with bars
TheyâEURO(tm)ve got nurses who are cold
The wind chills you to the bone
To stay alive youâEURO(tm)ve got to be bold
After I saw your videos
On a warm summerâEURO(tm)s night
I realised YouTube
Was waiting for us
I am handsome, you are pretty
You live in New York City
When our band finish playing
TheyâEURO(tm)ll howl out for more
An inmate was swinging
Some druggies were singing
Some even kissed in a corner
Before being locked up at night
The NYPD boys were using torture in every way
And you were desperate to hear of a release day
YouâEURO(tm)re sweet, youâEURO(tm)re neat
YouâEURO(tm)ve been forcefed junk
Lying there almost dead
On a drip in that bed
Those scumbags, those maggots
Some are bound to be braggers
When release day has passed
I hope itâEURO(tm)ll be your last
The NYPD boys are still using torture occasionally
And you have still not found out your release day
You are not just anyone
Nor am I just anyone
We can lead change together
Like birds of a feather
I kept writing songs for you babe
I wrote one called âEUROOEOn My OwnâEURO
IâEURO(tm)ve tried to make it alone
But built my dreams around you
The NYPD boys will have to stop using torture
As your case is highlighted after your release day
FREEDOM!
--
Steve Wallis (Glasgow, Scotland)
For important/urgent communications, please email:
warcr...@yahoo.co.uk
Blogs: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/steve-wallis-socialist-blog,
http://blog.myspace.com/galaxiasteve
My socialist website: http://www.socialiststeve.me.uk
Founder, Ethical Capitalism Network: http://www.ethicalcapitalism.org
Founder, Foundation for PR-based Socialism: http://www.PRsocialism.org
Founder, Revolutionary Platform Network: http://www.revolutionaryplatform.net
My socialist band, Galaxia/Red Day/Red Friday: http://www.galaxiamusic.org,
http://www.myspace.com/galaxiamusic
Author, "Revolution Destroyed? Have I ensured that a world socialist
revolution will never happen": http://www.revolutiondestroyed.net
Free Priya Reddy (warcry): http://www.warcryallies.net
For discussion of the credit crunch, go to
http://www.revolutionaryplatform.net/forum/index.php?board=156
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Jesus Christ, without riches and without any external exhibition of
knowledge, is in His own order of holiness. He did not invent; He did not
reign. But He was humble, patient, holy, holy to God, terrible to devils,
without any sin. Oh! in what great pomp and in what wonderful splendour He
is come to the eyes of the heart, which perceive wisdom!
It would have been useless for Archimedes to have acted the prince in his
books on geometry, although he was a prince.
It would have been useless for our Lord Jesus Christ to come like a king, in
order to shine forth in His kingdom of holiness. But He came there
appropriately in the glory of His own order.
It is most absurd to take offence at the lowliness of Jesus Christ, as if
His lowliness were in the same order as the greatness which He came to
manifest. If we consider this greatness in His life, in His passion, in His
obscurity, in His death, in the choice of His disciples, in their desertion,
in His secret resurrection, and the rest, we shall see it to be so immense
that we shall have no reason for being offended at a lowliness which is not
of that order.
But there are some who can only admire worldly greatness, as though there
were no intellectual greatness; and others who only admire intellectual
greatness, as though there were not infinitely higher things in wisdom.
All bodies, the firmament, the stars, the earth and its kingdoms, are not
equal to the lowest mind; for mind knows all these and itself; and these
bodies nothing.
All bodies together, and all minds together, and all their products, are not
equal to the least feeling of