6 November 2012 These songs scream propaganda to me and I have been fascinated by them for many years. I am sure there are others. If you encounter others, please send them my way. My friend, Ian Sklar, gave me something to ponder when he wrote, “Made me wonder whether the songs were meant to influence the listener or they were reflecting their audience. Or a combination of both.” Maggie Walters: Spin (Used by permission from Maggie Walters and maggiewalters.com. Do NOT copy without asking her first. Thank you.) What’s the latest- who’s the greatest Fair and balanced, we got the bad guy, and this is what he looks like Turn it off- flip the page You can shut it down but it just don’t go away I heard a rumor and it didn’t fit With what you get at 5 and 6 and at the top of the hour Take your places, put on your faces Spin it up spin it up now the story’s breaking Gonna tell you what it’s all about Gonna tell you gonna freak you out Gas is up again and stocks are down I heard a rumor, the didn’t mention the showdown lowdown thing is getting all of the attention Speculation manipulation Brought to you by a giant corporation Gonna tell you what you wanna hear Fill up your dirty little minds with fear What did he say, it isn’t clear he said the spin stops hear Gonna tell you about the politics Gonna tell you like the Dixie Chicks Nobody tells it like it really is Buffalo Springfield: For What It’s Worth There’s something happening here But what it is ain’t exactly clear There’s a man with a gun over there Telling me I got to bewareI think it’s time we stop Children, what’s that sound? Everybody look – what’s going down?There’s battle lines being drawn Nobody’s right if everybody’s wrong Young people speaking’ their minds Getting so much resistance from behindIt’s time we stop Hey, what’s that sound? Everybody look – what’s going down?What a field day for the heat A thousand people in the street Singing songs and carrying signs Mostly saying, “hooray for our side”It’s time we stop Hey, what’s that sound? Everybody look – what’s going down?Paranoia strikes deep Into your life it will creep It starts when you’re always afraid Step out of line, the men come and take you awayWe better stop Hey, what’s that sound? Everybody look – what’s going down?We better stop Hey, what’s that sound? Everybody look – what’s going down?We better stop Now, what’s that sound? Everybody look – what’s going down?We better stop Children, what’s that sound? Everybody look – what’s going down? The Rolling Stones: Satisfaction I can’t get no satisfaction I can’t get no satisfaction ‘Cause I try and I try and I try and I try I can’t get no, I can’t get no When I’m drivin’ in my car And that man comes on the radio He’s tellin’ me more and more About some useless information Supposed to fire my imagination I can’t get no, oh no, no, no Hey hey hey, that’s what I say I can’t get no satisfaction I can’t get no satisfaction ‘Cause I try and I try and I try and I try I can’t get no, I can’t get no [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/r/rolling+stones/satisfaction_10243634.html ] When I’m watchin’ my T.V. And that man comes on to tell me How white my shirts can be But he can’t be a man ’cause he doesn’t smoke The same cigarrettes as me I can’t get no, oh no, no, no Hey hey hey, that’s what I say I can’t get no satisfaction I can’t get no girl reaction ‘Cause I try and I try and I try and I try I can’t get no, I can’t get no When I’m ridin’ round the world And I’m doin’ this and I’m signing that And I’m tryin’ to make some girl Who tells me baby better come back later next week ‘Cause you see I’m on a losing streak I can’t get no, oh no, no, no Hey hey hey, that’s what I say I can’t get no, I can’t get no I can’t get no satisfaction No satisfaction, no satisfaction, no satisfaction The Kinks: Dedicated Follower Of Fashion They seek him here, they seek him there, His clothes are loud, but never square. It will make or break him so he’s got to buy the best, Cause he’s a dedicated follower of fashion. And when he does his little rounds, Round the boutiques of london town, Eagerly pursuing all the latest fads and trends, Cause he’s a dedicated follower of fashion. Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is). He thinks he is a flower to be looked at, And when he pulls his frilly nylon panties right up tight, He feels a dedicated follower of fashion. Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is). There’s one thing that he loves and that is flattery. One week he’s in polka-dots, the next week he is in stripes. Cause he’s a dedicated follower of fashion. They seek him here, they seek him there, In regent street and leicester square. Everywhere the carnabetian army marches on, Each one an dedicated follower of fashion. Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is). His world is built round discoteques and parties. This pleasure-seeking individual always looks his best Cause he’s a dedicated follower of fashion. Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is). He flits from shop to shop just like a butterfly. In matters of the cloth he is as fickle as can be, Cause he’s a dedicated follower of fashion. Hes a dedicated follower of fashion. Hes a dedicated follower of fashion.