Reality TV (protest song)

 

The ‘Green Guide’ told us to watch the TV

It claimed that we would finally see reality.

Under the impression that truth is not a digression

I had to ask the question

As to why the strange things I saw that night

Were advertised as real and right

So I waited for the commercial break

To lose my concentration

As my attention wandered away

From the packet filled with cornflakes on the screen

To reality as it has been

From the cornflakes on the screen

To reality as it has been

 

So I looked out of my window

And saw that things were good –

The tree that I had planted

Was still standing where it should;

I thought it seemed real enough

I didn’t need to check

I saw a purple flower

But in the shade it looked black.

 

Then I looked up at the sky

Where the moon had been last night

The moon had gone and in its place

Was a glowing ball of light

A glowing ball of light

 

“Could this be real?” I wondered

As I looked on with delight

As the cotton clouds changed shape

To form a white dove bird in flight

But I knew that it was only a cloud I knew it was the sky

I didn’t wave my arms about

Thinking that I could fly!

 

I didn’t watch the box that night

To tell me what is wrong and what is right

But ‘reality’ blazed its bizarre beams

Into other minds and other brains

And I wonder how many were sane

With ‘reality TV’ in their brains

I wonder how many were sane

With ‘reality TV’ in their brains.

 

(words and music by Romesh Senewiratne-Alagaratnam, copyright 2004)

Somebody Else’s War (Protest Song)

SOMEBODY ELSE’S WAR

words and music by Romesh Senewiratne-Alagaratnam Arya Chakravarti

 

They point ahead and their whisper in our ears

They say they’ll show their grand illusion here

Their plan to make the whole world ‘true’

The new world they were born to rule

They point ahead but they tell us to stand here

They point ahead but they tell us to stand here

 

They never try to hide

With blinkered eyes they ride

While there in every land

Are scheming men with plans

 

Fighting in somebody else’s war

What’s right what’s wrong and what’s the law

Familiar rooms and shady deals

Secret handshakes with official seals

They’re fighting in somebody’s corridor

 

So tell me why is it so that their eyes never show

A simple sign of interest, don’t tell me that they do their best

So what do you think that their next crime will be

Another bomb in the Middle East, they put it to the test

 

So battle done, wars been won

The lights come on but the dark is here to stay

And everyone can have a say

And it’s so easy now If we don’t all get blown away

Everyone can have a say

And it’s so easy now, if we don’t all get blown away.

 

Composed in 1989

Recorded in 2006

And still not blown up.

 

Answers in the Dark (original song)

Answers in the dark, the silence brooding

An idea begins with a spark, and dawn is looming

Not forgetting melancholy

As the mind drifts onwards, downwards

Memories of past follies Intrude into the daytime dreaming

Answers in the dark

Wondering what wisdom brings

Planning for the future

Drifting with the clouds

And the sky is like a rainbow

While the wild cats prowl

Deserts turn to forests

With the wisdom of an owl

When peace is more than an ideal

The pigeon settles with the dove

An open world beckons

Through the fears and anguish of love

 

Answers in the dark

Seeing what the new day brings

Deeper than the ocean

Is the song that nature sings

And the sky is like a painting

Always moving, always still

Life is still the main thing

In the vacuum of our will.

 

Words, Words

Words, words, you used words

To express a meaning too bizarre for me

Words, words, you used words

To express a meaning too bizarre for me

 

I’ll have to call you mad, or face the fact that I’m mad

Or everyone is mad and that would be mad

 

Words, words you used words

To express a mind too alien for me

Words words, you used words

That disturbed my sense of reality

I was unconfident I was jealous I was shy

I was unconfident, I was jealous, insecure

 

“Hey you! You talk too much – you’re defective”

“Hey you! You talk too little – you’re defective”

 

Words words, only words Words imprison, but words can be released

More words, only words Words imprison, but words can be released

 

I was unconfident I was jealous I was shy

I was unconfident, I was jealous, insecure

I will be what I want to be, confident, friendly, secure

I will be what I want to be, confident, friendly, secure.

 

Words and music by Romesh Senewiratne-Alagaratnam (1998)

Sara Di Genova – vocals

Romesh Senewiratne-Alagaratnam – guitars, bass, percussion and vocals