American Dream in Music

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American Dream in Music

• Victor Bahena

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dedication

• This is for my teacher Ms. Beddingfield

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Index

• Happiness is a warm gun
• Paint it, black
• Message of a black man
• American pie
• America
• Say say say
• California love
• Mo money mo problems
• Labios compartidos
• Frijolero

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happiness is a warm gun

• She's not a girl who misses much Do do do do do
  do do, oh yeah She's well acquainted with the
  touch of the velvet hand Like a lizard on a
  window pane The man in the crowd with the
  multicoloured mirrors On his hobnail boots Lying
  with his eyes while his hands are busy Working
  overtime A soap impression of his wife which he
  ate And donated to the National Trust. I need a
  fix 'cause I'm going down Down to the bits that I
  left uptown I need a fix cause I'm going down
  Mother Superior jump the gun Mother Superior jump
  the gun Mother Superior jump the gun Mother
  Superior jump the gun Mother Superior jump the
  gun Mother Superior jump the gun Happiness is a
  warm gun Happiness is a warm gun When I hold you
  in my arms And I feel my finger on your trigger I
  know nobody can do me no harm Because happiness
  is a warm gun Happines is a warm gun Yes it is
  Happiness is a warm yes it is...gun....

• By JOHN LENNON
• Song name HAPPINESS IS A WARM GUN(1960s)
• It talks about johns indignation of the American
  firearms lobby and his love for Yoko.
• This is one of my favorite songs

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Paint it, black

• I see a red door and I want it painted black No
  colors anymore I want them to turn black I see
  the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
  I have to turn my head until my darkness goes I
  see a line of cars and they're all painted black
  With flowers and my love, both never to come back
  I see people turn their heads and quickly look
  away Like a newborn baby it just happens ev'ryday
  I look inside myself and see my heart is black I
  see my red door and it has been painted black
  Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face
  the facts It's not easy facing up when your whole
  world is black No more will my green sea go turn
  a deeper blue I could not forsee this thing
  happening to you If I look hard enough into the
  setting sun My love will laugh with me before the
  morning comes I see a red door and I want it
  painted black No colors anymore I want them to
  turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in
  their summer clothes I have to turn my head until
  my darkness goes Hmm, hmm, hmm... I wanna see it
  painted black, painted black Black as night,
  black as coal I wanna see the sun, blotted out
  from the sky I wanna see it painted, painted,
  painted, painted black Yeah

• By THE ROLLING STONES
• Song name PAINT IT, BLACK (1966)
• It can mean many things like
• communism, I see a red door and I want it painted
  black.
• Death of a loved one. I see a line of cars and
  they are painted black with flowers and my love
  both never to come back
• Racism. Because of the title people dont know
  what it means.

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American pie

• A long, long time ago... I can still remember How
  that music used to make me smile. And I knew if I
  had my chance That I could make those people
  dance And, maybe, theyd be happy for a while.
  But february made me shiver With every paper Id
  deliver. Bad news on the doorstep I couldnt
  take one more step. I cant remember if I cried
  When I read about his widowed bride, But
  something touched me deep inside The day the
  music died. So bye-bye, miss american pie. Drove
  my chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. And
  them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
  Singin, "thisll be the day that I die. "thisll
  be the day that I die." Did you write the book of
  love, And do you have faith in God above, If the
  Bible tells you so? Do you believe in rock n
  roll, Can music save your mortal soul, And can
  you teach me how to dance real slow? Well, I know
  that youre in love with him cause I saw you
  dancin in the gym. You both kicked off your
  shoes. Man, I dig those rhythm and blues. I was a
  lonely teenage broncin buck With a pink
  carnation and a pickup truck, But I knew I was
  out of luck The day the music died. I started
  singin, "bye-bye, miss american pie." Drove my
  chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. Them
  good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye And
  singin, "thisll be the day that I die. "thisll
  be the day that I die." Now for ten years weve
  been on our own And moss grows fat on a rollin
  stone, But thats not how it used to be. When the
  jester sang for the king and queen, In a coat he
  borrowed from james dean And a voice that came
  from you and me, Oh, and while the king was
  looking down, The jester stole his thorny crown.
  The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was
  returned. And while lennon read a book of marx,
  The quartet practiced in the park, And we sang
  dirges in the dark The day the music died. We
  were singing, "bye-bye, miss american pie." Drove
  my chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry.
  Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
  And singin, "thisll be the day that I die.
  "thisll be the day that I die." Helter skelter
  in a summer swelter. The birds flew off with a
  fallout shelter, Eight miles high and falling
  fast. It landed foul on the grass. The players
  tried for a forward pass, With the jester on the
  sidelines in a cast. Now the half-time air was
  sweet perfume While the sergeants played a
  marching tune. We all got up to dance, Oh, but we
  never got the chance! cause the players tried to
  take the field The marching band refused to
  yield. Do you recall what was revealed The day
  the music died? We started singing, "bye-bye,
  miss american pie." Drove my chevy to the levee,
  But the levee was dry. Them good old boys were
  drinkin whiskey and rye And singin, "thisll be
  the day that I die. "thisll be the day that I
  die." Oh, and there we were all in one place, A
  generation lost in space With no time left to
  start again. So come on jack be nimble, jack be
  quick! Jack flash sat on a candlestick Cause fire
  is the devils only friend. Oh, and as I watched
  him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists
  of rage. No angel born in hell Could break that
  satans spell. And as the flames climbed high
  into the night To light the sacrificial rite, I
  saw satan laughing with delight The day the music
  died He was singing, "bye-bye, miss american
  pie." Drove my chevy to the levee, But the levee
  was dry. Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey
  and rye And singin, "thisll be the day that I
  die. "thisll be the day that I die." I met a
  girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some
  happy news, But she just smiled and turned away.
  I went down to the sacred store Where Id heard
  the music years before, But the man there said
  the music wouldnt play. And in the streets the
  children screamed, The lovers cried, and the
  poets dreamed. But not a word was spoken The
  church bells all were broken. And the three men I
  admire most The father, son, and the holy ghost,
  They caught the last train for the coast The day
  the music died. And they were singing, "bye-bye,
  miss american pie." Drove my chevy to the levee,
  But the levee was dry. And them good old boys
  were drinkin whiskey and rye Singin, "thisll
  be the day that I die. "thisll be the day that I
  die." They were singing, "bye-bye, miss american
  pie." Drove my chevy to the levee, But the levee
  was dry. Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey
  and rye Singin, "thisll be the day that I die."

• By DON MCLEAN
• Song name AMERICAN PIE(1970s)
• It starts out with the death of Buddy Holly then
  moves on to Don McLeans view of America
• It makes people feel good to live in America

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Message from a Black Man

• Melvin Yes, my skin is black, But that's no
  reason to hold me back Eddie Why don't you think
  about it, Think about it, think about it, think
  about it, Think about it... I have wants and
  desires, Just like you So move on the side 'Cause
  I'm comin' through, oh! Temptations No matter
  how hard you try You can't stop me now Eddie and
  Temptations No matter how hard you try You can't
  stop me now, oooh... Melvin Yes, your skin is
  white... Does that make you right? Eddie Why
  don't you think about it, Think about it, think
  about it, think about it, Think about it... This
  is a message A message to y'all, Together we
  stand, Divided we fall, oh! Dennis Black is a
  color Just like white, Tell me how can a color
  determine whether You're wrong or right, We all
  have our faults... Yes we do Eddie So look in
  your mirror Temptations Look in the mirror
  Eddie What do you see? Temptations What do you
  see? Eddie Two eyes, Temptations Two eyes,
  Eddie A nose, and a mouth just like me, oh!
  Eddie Your eyes are open But you refuse to see,
  The laws of society Were made for both you and
  me, Because of my color, I struggle to be free
  Sticks and stones, May break my bones But in the
  end, You're gonna' see my friend, oh!
  Temptations No matter how hard you try You can't
  stop me now (chorus repeated several times
  through music, or "the bridge") (after a few
  minutes, above chorus is repeated as song nears
  end, and then...) Temptations Say it loud! No
  matter how hard you try You can't stop me now
  Temptations Say it loud! No matter how hard you
  try You can't stop me now Temptations Say it! No
  matter how hard you try You can't stop me now
  Temptations Say it loud! No matter how hard you
  try You can't stop me now Temptations Say it
  loud! Dennis I'm black and I'm proud!
  Temptations No matter how hard you try You can't
  stop me now Temptations Say it loud! Dennis I'm
  black and I'm proud! Temptations No matter how
  hard you try You can't stop me now

• By THE TEMPTATIONS
• Song name MESSAGE OF A BLACK MAN (1970s)
• It talks about how everybody is equal no matter
  what color you are but nobody seems to care

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America

• FAR, we've been travelin in FAR Without a home,
  But not without a star Free, only one can be free
  We huddle close, and hang on to a dream On the
  boats and on the planes, They're coming to
  America Never looking back again, They're coming
  to America Home...though it seems so far away And
  we'll travel in the light today, in the eye of
  the storm...in the eye of the storm Home...to a
  new and a shiny place Make our beds and we'll say
  our grace Freedoms light burnng warm, freedoms
  light burning warm Everywhere around the world,
  they're coming to America Every time that flags
  unfurled, they're coming to America Got a dream
  to take them there, they're coming to America Got
  a dream they come to share, they're coming to
  America 4x They're coming to America 4x Today
  My country 'tis of thee (today) Sweet land of
  liberty (today) Of thee I sing (today) Of thee I
  sing (today) Today, today, today, today, today

• By NEIL DIAMOND
• Song name AMERICA(1980s)
• It give people the image of America being a great
  and prosperous country

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Say say say

• Say, say, say what you want But don't play games
  with my affection Take, take, take what you need
  But don't leave me with no direction All alone, I
  site home by the phone Waiting for you, baby
  (baby) Through the years how can you stand to
  hear My pleading for you, dear? You know I'm
  crying oo-oo-oo-oo-oo, yeah, yeah Now, go, go go
  where you want But don't leave me here forever
  You, you, you stay away So long, girl, I see you
  never What can I do, girl, to get through you?
  'Cause I love you, baby (baby) Standing here,
  baptised in all my tears Baby, through the years
  You know I'm crying oo-oo-oo-oo-oo EE-EE-EE. You
  got to say, say, say Got to say, say, say You
  never ever worry And you never shed a tear You're
  saying that my love ain't real Just look at my
  face, these tears ain't drying You, you, you can
  never say That I'm not the one who really loves
  you I pray, pray, pray every day That you'll see
  things, girl, like I do What can I do, girl, to
  get through you? 'Cause I love you, (love you),
  baby, (baby) Standing here, baptised in all my
  tears, baby, through the years You know I'm
  crying oo-oo-oo-oo-oo EE-EE-EE. oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
  You got to say, say, say oo-oo-oo-oo-oo You got
  to say, say, say oo-oo-oo-oo-oo oo-oo-oo, say,
  say, say oo-oo-oo, say, say, say oo-oo-oo, say,
  say, say oo-oo-oo, say, say, say oo-oo-oo, say,
  say, say oo-oo-oo, say, say, say oo-oo-oo, say,
  say, say oo-oo-oo, say, say, say oo-oo-oo, say,
  say, say oo-oo-oo, say, say, say oo-oo-oo, say,
  say, say

• By Paul McCartney and Michael Jackson
• Song name say say say(1983)
• This song just show how people in the 80s were
  care free and its all good

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California Love

• California love! ((Chorus)) California...knows
  how to party California...knows how to party In
  the citaaay of L.A. In the citaaay of good ol'
  Watts In the citaaay, the city of Compton We keep
  it rockin! We keep it rockin! Verse One Dr. Dre
  Now let me welcome everybody to the wild, wild
  west A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness
  The track hits ya eardrum like a slug to ya chest
  Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex We
  in that sunshine state with a bomb ass hemp beat
  the state where ya never find a dance floor empty
  And pimps be on a mission for them greens lean
  mean money-makin-machines servin fiends I been in
  the game for ten years makin rap tunes ever since
  honeys was wearin sassoon Now it's '95 and they
  clock me and watch me Diamonds shinin lookin like
  I robbed Liberace It's all good, from Diego to
  tha Bay Your city is tha bomb if your city makin
  pay Throw up a finger if ya feel the same way Dre
  puttin it down for Californ-i-a (repeat 1)
  ((Bridge)) Shake it shake it baby Shake it shake
  it baby Shake it shake it mama Shake it Cali
  Shake it shake it baby Shake it shake it shake it
  shake it... Verse Two 2Pac Out on bail fresh out
  of jail, California dreamin Soon as I step on the
  scene, I'm hearin hoochies screamin Fiendin for
  money and alcohol, the life of a Westside player
  where cowards die, and the strong ball Only in
  Cali where we riot not rally to live and die In
  L.A. we wearin Chucks not Ballies (yeah, that's
  right) Dressed in Locs and khaki suits and ride
  is what we do Flossin but have caution we collide
  with other crews Famous because we throw grands
  Worldwide let 'em recognize from Long Beach to
  Rosecranz Bumpin and grindin like a slow jam,
  it's Westside so you know the Row won't bow down
  to no man Say what you say, but give me that bomb
  beat from Dre Let me serenade the streets of L.A.
  From Oakland to Sac-town, the Bay Area and back
  down Cali is where they put they mack down, give
  me love! ((Chorus)) (dre) now make it shake...
  ((Bridge)) Outro Dre, 2Pac uh, yeah, uh,
  longbeach in tha house, uh yeah Oaktown, Oakland
  definately in tha house hahaha Frisko, Frisko
  (Tupac) hey, you know LA up in this Pasadina,
  where you at yeah, Ingelwood, Ingelwood always up
  to no good (Tupac) even Hollywood tryin to get a
  piece baby Sacramento, sacramento where ya at? uh
  yeah Throw it up y'all, throw it up, Throw it up
  Let's show these fools how we do this on that
  west side Cause you and I know it's tha best side
  yeah, That's riight west coast, west coast uh,
  California Love California Love

• By DR. DRE AND TUPAC
• Talks about how he loves California and how
  during this its all carefree(1990s)

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Mo money mo problems

• (Mase) Now, who's hot, who not Tell me who rock,
  who sell out in the stores You tell me who
  flopped, who copped the blue drop Who jewels got
  robbed, who's mostly Dolce down to the tube
  socks, the same ol pimp, Mase, you know ain't
  nuttin changed but my limp Can't stop till I see
  my name on a blimp Guarantee a million sales
  pullin all the love You don't believe in Harlem
  World nigga double up We don't play around, it's
  a bet lay it down Niggaz didn't know me ' 91, bet
  they know me now I'm the young Harlem nigga with
  the golden sound Can't no PhD niggaz hold me
  down, Cooter Schooled me to the game, now I know
  my duty Stay humble, stay low, blow like Hootie
  True pimp niggaz spend no dough on the booty And
  then ya yell there go Mase, there go your cutie
  singer comes in over last line CHORUS I don't
  know what they want from me It's like the mo
  money we come across The mo problems we see (2x)
  (Puff Daddy) Yeah yeah, ahaha, it's the D to-the
  A to the D-D-Y I know you'd rather see me die
  than to see me fly I call all the shots, Rip all
  the spots, rock all the rocks, Cop all the drops,
  I know you thinkin' now When all the ballin'
  stops, nigga never home Gotta call me on the
  yacht Ten years from now we'll still be on top
  Yo, I thought I told you that we won't stop Now
  whatcha gonna do wit a crew that got money much
  longer than yours And a team much stronger than
  yours, Violate me this'll be your day, we don't
  play and Mess around, be D.O.A., be on your way
  Cause it ain't enough time here, ain't enough
  lime here For you to shine here, deal with many
  women But treat dimes fair, And I'm bigger than
  the city lights down in Times Square Yeah, yeah
  yeah CHORUS (Notorious B.I.G.) Uhh, uhh B-I-G
  P-O, P-P-A No info, for the, D.E.A. Federal
  agents mad cause I'm flagrant Tap my cell, and
  the phone in the basement My team supreme, stay
  clean Triple beam lyrical dream, I be that Cat
  you see at all events bent Gats in holsters girls
  on shoulders Playboy, I told ya, bring ya might
  to me, Bruise too much, I lose too much Step on
  stage the girls boo too much I guess it's cause
  you run with lame dudes too much Me lose my
  touch, never that If I did, ain't no problem to
  get the gat Where the true players at? Throw your
  rolees in the sky Wave em side to side and keep
  your hands high While I give your girl the eye,
  player please Lyrically, nigga see B.I.G. be
  flossin jig on the cover of Fortune Five double
  oh, here's my phone number your man ain't got to
  know, I got the dough Got the flow down pizzack,
  platinum plus like thizzat, dangerous on
  trizzack, leave your ass blizzack Chorus(3x)
  What's goin on? What's goin on? Somebody tell me
  What's goin on? What's goin on?

• By NOTORIOUS B.I.G.
• He says how the more money you have the more
  problems you have.
• It is true

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LABIOS COMPARTIDOS

• AMOR MIO SI ESTOY DEBAJO DEL VAIVEN DE TUS
  PIERNAS SI ESTOY HUNDIDO EN UN VAIVEN DE
  CADERAS, ESTO ES EL CIELO, ES MI CIELO.AMOR
  FUGADO, ME TOMAS, ME DEJAS, ME EXPRIMES Y ME
  TIRAS A UN LADO , TE VAS A OTROS CIELOS Y
  REGRESAS COMO LOS COLIBRIS ME TIENES COMO UN
  PERRO A TUS PIES OTRA VEZ MI BOCA INSENSATA,
  VUELVE A CAER EN TU PIELVUELVE A MI TU BOCA Y
  PROVOCA,VUELVO A CAER, DE TUS PECHOS EN TUS PAR
  DE PIES,LABIOS COMPARTIDOS, LABIOS DIVIDOS, MI
  AMOR,YO NO PUEDO COMPARTIR TUS LABIOS, QUE
  COMPARTO EL ENGAÑO, Y COMPARTO MIS DIAS, Y EL
  DOLOR,YA NO PUEDO COMPARTIR TUS LABIOS,HOOO
  AMOR, HOOO AMOR..COMPARTIDOAMOR MUTANTE AMIGOS
  CON DERECHO Y SIN DERECHO DE TENERTE SIEMPRE , Y
  SIEMPRE TENGO QUE ESPERAR PACIENTE, EL PEDAZO QUE
  ME TOCA DE TI , RELAMPAGOS DE ALCOHOL LAS VOCES
  SOLAS LLORARAN EN EL SOL HEN MI BOCA EN LLAMAS
  TORTURADA TE DESNUDAS ANGEL HADA LUEGO TE
  VAS.OTRA VEZ MI BOCA INSENSATA, VUELVE A CAER
  EN TU PIEL DE MIEL VUELVE A MI TU BOCA, DUELE ,
  VUELVO A CAER DE TUS PECHOS EN TUS PAR DE
  PIES.LABIOS COMPARTIDOS , LABIOS DIVIDOS MI
  AMOR , YO NO PUEDO COMPARTIR TUS LABIOS, QUE
  COMPARTO EL ENGAÑO Y COMPARTO MIS DIAS Y EL
  DOLOR, YA NO PUEDO COMPARTIR TUS LABIOS, QUE ME
  PARTE UN RAYO , QUE ME ENTIERRE EL OLVIDO, MI
  AMOR PERO NO PUEDO MAS COMPARTIR TUS LABIOS ,
  COMPARTIR TUS BESOS, LABIOS COMPARTIDOS TE AMO
  CON TODA MI FE SIN MEDIDA TE AMO AUNQUE ESTES
  COMPARTIDA TUS LABIOS TIENEN EL CONTROL.TE AMO
  CON TODA MI FE SIN MEDIDA TE AMO AUNQUE ESTES
  COMPARTIDA Y SIGUES TU CON EL CONTROL.

• by MANA
• Song name LABIOS COMPARTIDOS(2006)

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Frijolero

• Yo ya estoy hasta la madre de que me pongan
  sombrero, escucha entonces cuando digo No me
  llames frijolero. Y aunque exista algún respeto,
  no metamos las narices. Nunca inflamos la moneda,
  haciendo guerra a otros países. Te pagamos con
  petróleo e intereses, nuestra deuda. Mientras
  tanto no sabemos quién se queda con la feria.
  Aunque nos hagan la fama de que somos vendedores.
  De la droga que sembramos, ustedes son
  consumidores. Don't call me gringo, You fn'
  beaner. Stay on your side of that gn river.
  Don't call me gringo, You beaner. No me digas
  beaner, Mr. Puñetero. Te sacaré un susto por
  racista y culero. No me llames frijolero, Pinche
  gringo puñetero. (Chingao) Now I wish I had a
  dime for every single time I've gotten stared
  down for being in the wrong side of town. And a
  rich man I'd be if I had that kind of chips.
  Lately I wanna smack the mouths of these racists.
  Podrás imaginarte desde afuera, ser un Mexicano
  cruzando la frontera, pensando en tu familia
  mientras que pasas, dejando todo lo que tú
  conoces atrás. tuvieras tú que esquivar las balas
  de unos cuantos gringos rancheros. Les seguirás
  diciendo good for nothing wetback si tuvieras
  tú que empezar de cero? Now why don't you look
  down to where your feet is planted. That U.S.
  soil that makes you take st for granted. If not
  for Santa Ana, just to let you know that where
  your feet are planted would be Mexico. Correcto!

• By MOLOTOV
• Song FRIJOLERO (BEANER) 2003
• Hes talking to the racist people about how he's
  treated what they do to him.
• It talks about how the U.S. in in war, thins that
  are happening now
• Hes says could you imagine being outside, a
  Mexican, crossing the border thinking about your
  family as you cross leaving everything you know
  behind, And if you had to dodge bullets of a
  couple of rednecks, would you keep saying good
  for nothing wet back, if you had to start from
  zero.