Whats your favorite anti war song?

[Gawain of Orkeny]

Heres a few of mine

Creedence Clearwater Revival Lyrics: Fortunate Son

Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
Ooh, they're red, white and blue.
And when the band plays "Hail to the chief",
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord,

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no,

Yeah!
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,
Lord, don't they help themselves, oh.
But when the taxman comes to the door,
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes,

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no.

Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord,
And when you ask them, "How much should we give?"
Ooh, they only answer More! more! more! yoh,

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, one.

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no no,
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, no no no,

Man we loved this song in Nam. Easy to identify with.

Now on to waht I conider the best antiwar album ever

Its called Arthur or The Decline & Fall of The British Empire by the one and only KINKS. One of the most overlooked albums and it can be argued the first rock opera ever.

Some Mother’s Son
Some mother’s son lies in a field
Someone has killed some mother’s son today
Head blown up by some soldier’s gun
While all the mothers stand and wait
Some mother’s son ain’t coming home today
Some mothers son ain’t got no grave

Two soldiers fighting in a trench
One soldier glances up to see the sun
And dreams of games he played when he was young
And then his friend calls out his name
It stops his dream and as he turns his head
A second later he is dead

Some mother’s son lies in a field
Back home they put his picture in a frame
But all dead soldiers look the same
While all the parents stand and wait
To meet their children coming home from school
Some mother’s son is lying dead

Somewhere someone is crying
Someone is trying to be so brave
But still the world keeps turning
Though all the children have gone away

Some mother’s son lies in a field
But in his mother’s eyes he looks the same
As on the day he went away

They put his picture on the wall
They put flowers in the picture frame
Some mothers memory remains

Kinks - Yes Sir, No Sir Lyrics

Yes sir, no sir
Where do I go sir
What do I do sir
What do I say

Yes sir, no sir
Where do I go sir
What do I do sir
How do I behave

Yes sir, no sir
Permission to speak sir
Permission to breathe sir
What do I say, how do I behave, what do I say

So you think that you�ve got ambition
Stop your dreaming and your idle wishing
You�re outside and there ain�t no admission
To our play
Pack up your ambition in your old kit bag
Soon you�ll be happy with a packet of fags
Chest out stomach in
Do what I say, do what I say
Yes right away

Yes sir, no sir
Where do I go sir
What do I do sir
What do I say

Yes sir, no sir
Permission to speak sir
Permission to breathe sir
What do I say, how do I behave, what do I say

Doesn�t matter who you are
You�re there and there you are
Everything is in it�s place
Authority must be maintained
And then we know exactly where we are
Let them feel that they�re important to the cause
But let them know that they are fighting for their homes
Just be sure that they�re contributing their all
Give the scum a gun and make the bugger fight
And be sure to have deserters shot on sight
If he dies we�ll send a medal to his wife

Yes sir, no sir
Please let me die sir
I think this life is affecting my brain
Yes sir, no sir
Three bags full sir
What do I do sir, what do I say
What do I say, how do I behave, what do I say

And finally this one. Its more of an anti establishment song than anti war but you get the idea.

Brainwashed
You look like a real human being
But you don’t have a mind of your own
Yeah, you can talk, you can breathe
You can work, you can stitch, you can sew
But you’re brainwashed
Yes you are, yes you are
Get down on your knees
You’ve got a job and a house
And a wife, and your kids and a car
Yeah, you’re conditioned to be
What they want you to be
And be happy to be where you are
Yes you are
Get down on your knees
Get down on your knees

The aristocrats and bureaucrats
Are dirty rats
For making you what you are
They’re up there and you re down here
You’re on the ground and they’re up with the stars
All your life they’ve kicked you around and pushed you around
Till you can’t take any more
To them you’re just a speck of dirt
But you don’t want to get up off the floor
Mister you’re just brainwashed
They give you social security
Tax saving benefits that grow at maturity
Yeah, you’re conditioned to be
What they want you to be
And to do what they want you to
Yes you are, yes you are
Get down on your knees

Link to this album

If any of you never heard this album please give it a listen.

[Moros]

Eve of destruction
-Barry Mcguire

The eastern world it is explodin',
Violence flarin', bullets loadin',
You're old enough to kill but not for votin',
You don't believe in war, what's that gun you're totin',
And even the Jordan river has bodies floatin',
But you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

Don't you understand, what I'm trying to say?
Can't you see the fear that I'm feeling today?
If the button is pushed, there's no running away,
There'll be noone to save with the world in a grave,
Take a look around you, boy, it's bound to scare you, boy,
But you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

Yeah, my blood's so mad, feels like coagulatin',
I'm sittin' here, just contemplatin',
I can't twist the truth, it knows no regulation,
Handful of Senators don't pass legislation,
And marches alone can't bring integration,
When human respect is disintegratin',
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin',
And you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

Think of all the hate there is in Red China!
Tehn take a look around to Selma, Alabama!
Ah, you may leave here, for four days in space,
But when your eturn, it's the same old place,
The poundin' of the drums, th pride and disgrace,
You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace,
Hate your next-door-neighbour, but don't forget to say grace,
And you tell me over and over and over and over again my friend,
Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

[VAE VICTUS]

well i dont think its anti war,but i like "At Arlington"

[Moros]

just a question but was it the "Anti-war Protesters Target Wounded At Army Hospital" thread wich gave you the inspiration?:

[Gawain of Orkeny]

just a question but was it the "Anti-war Protesters Target Wounded At Army Hospital" thread wich gave you the inspiration?:

In a word YES

[doc_bean]

Masters of war by Dylan, I especially like the last three verses

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead

[Wishazu]

I dont have any favourite anti war songs, as im not anti war. i sway to "The Symphony of Destruction" by Megadeth.

[BDC]

The Jimi Hendrix one about being killed in a surprise attack in bed before your first, eagerly anticipated battle.

[Sjakihata]

Masters of war by Dylan, I especially like the last three verses

I second this completely.

[Steppe Merc]

Mine is Blowing in the Wind by Bob Dylan.

How many roads must a man walk down,
before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove fly,
before she sleeps in the sand?
And how many times must a cannon ball fly,
before they're forever banned?

The answer my friend is blowing in the wind,
the answer is blowing in the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist,
before it is washed to the sea?
How many years can some people exist,
before they're allowed to be free?
And how many times can a man turn his head,
and pretend that he just doesn't see?

The answer my friend is blowing in the wind,
the answer is blowing in the wind.

How many times must a man look up,
before he sees the sky?
And how many ears must one man have,
before he can hear people cry ?
And how many deaths will it take till we know,
that too many people have died?

The answer my friend is blowing in the wind,
the answer is blowing in the wind.

The answer my friend is blowing in the wind,
the answer is blowing in the wind.

Oh, Eve of Destruction and Fortunate Son are good too...

[Louis VI the Fat]

Born in the USA - Bruce Springsteen.

It's not an anti-war song proper. It's about some Joe Average and how the Vietnam war affected his life. From being send there to his cold reception back home.

[Hurin_Rules]

I always liked Fortunate Son too.

The one you're thinking about by Hendrix, BDC, is 'Castles Made of Sand'. A good one too.

But I think not only my favorite Anti-War song, but perhaps my favorite song period, is this one by John Lennon:

Imagine

Imagine there's no heaven,
It's easy if you try,
No hell below us,
Above us only sky,
Imagine all the people
living for today...

Imagine there's no countries,
It isnt hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
No religion too,
Imagine all the people
living life in peace...

Imagine no possesions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

You may say Im a dreamer,
but Im not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.

[Kaiser of Arabia]

War Pigs, by Sabbath

Generals gathered in their masses,
just like witches at black masses.
Evil minds that plot destruction,
sorcerers of death's construction.
In the fields the bodies burning,
as the war machine keeps turning.
Death and hatred to mankind,
poisoning their brainwashed minds.
Oh lord, yeah!

Politicians hide themselves away.
They only started the war.
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor, yeah.

Time will tell on their power minds,
making war just for fun.
Treating people just like pawns in chess,
wait till their judgement day comes, yeah.

Now in darkness world stops turning,
ashes where the bodies burning.
No more War Pigs have the power,
Hand of God has struck the hour.
Day of judgement, God is calling,
on their knees the war pigs crawling.
Begging mercies for their sins,
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings.
Oh lord, yeah!

[Steppe Merc]

Damn Hurin, how could I forget Imagine?

Well if you include Born in the USA, you've got to include Neil Young's Rocking in the Free World:

Rockin' In The Free World by Neil Young
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There's colors on the street
Red, white and blue
People shufflin' their feet
People sleepin' in their shoes
But there's a warnin' sign on the road ahead
There's a lot of people sayin' we'd be better off dead
Don't feel like Satan, but I am to them
So I try to forget it, any way I can.

Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world.

I see a woman in the night
With a baby in her hand
Under an old street light
Near a garbage can
Now she puts the kid away, and she's gone to get a hit
She hates her life, and what she's done to it
There's one more kid that will never go to school
Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool.

Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world.

We got a thousand points of light
For the homeless man
We got a kinder, gentler,
Machine gun hand
We got department stores and toilet paper
Got styrofoam boxes for the ozone layer
Got a man of the people, says keep hope alive
Got fuel to burn, got roads to drive.

Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world.

And some great ones about not so much war, but about protestors is CSNY's Ohio, Nash's Chicago...

[Gawain of Orkeny]

Damn Hurin, how could I forget Imagine?

Easy its a great song but its more like a tribute to the communist manifesto than anti war. Read it carefully its all about being a communist. Either that or everyone becoming a true christain. Since it says no religion I think thats out though.