MUSIK. Denna veckan presenterar Nordfront den amerikanske musikern Carl Klang med låten ”I Want To Be An Extremist”.

Veckans låt

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Carl Klang är en musiker från Colton i USA. Hans musik är en blandning av country, folkmusik och rock. Klang blandar dessa olika stilar friskt och får därmed fram ett tämligen unikt ”sound” som kommit att uppskattas av många människor över hela världen.

Det som bäst kännetecknar Carl Klangs musik är dock de genomtänkta texterna, som ofta är systemkritiska. Veckans låt I want to be an extremist raljerar över begreppet ”extremist” som etablissemanget kastar på sina politiska motståndare till höger och vänster.

Låttext:

As Mrs. and Mr. America fret, they huddle ’round their TV set
They worry and they sweat
They’re thinkin’ I’m the enemy the one they need to get
Because their mind controllers tell them I’m a major threat
The talking heads, the daily press
They cultivate stupidity and harvest ignorance
They point a crooked finger and they’re all unanimous
By callin’ me ”Extremist” ’cause I’m down on Zionists
So now I want to sing a new song…

I want to be an Extremist, I want join a militia and wear camouflage
I want to be an Extremist and run around and sing a rabble rousin’
rebel song
And sympathize with the ”skinnies”, who realize it was the (CENSORED)
who did the Germans wrong
I want to be an Extremist, I want to get the job done

Now what’s so bad, about being Extreme, If I’m extremely innocent,
if I’m extremely keen
If I’m extremely paranoid it’s cause of what I’ve seen
That’s written in between the lines of every magazine
The FBI, the CIA, are workin for the KGB and getting in my way
’cause they don’t like my politics they dog me everyday
I’m gettin’ tired of telling them the problem is Oui Vey
The enemy is Communism

The common man, he’s so confused
He wants to know the truth but all he gets is phony news
His state of mind is captured by the mobs opposing views
His only guarantee is that he’s sure to be amused
Now some may win, but most will loose
Their lives are only figments of the thoughts they cannot choose
And I doubt you’ll ever see me on the 6 ’oclock news
Exposing lying, thieving, cheating, communist (CENSORED)
Who made me sing this song.

I want to be an Extremist, I want join a militia and wear camouflage
I want to be an Extremist and run around and sing a rabble rousin’
rebel song
And sympathize with the ”skinnies”, who realize it was the (CENSORED)
who did the Germans wrong
I want to be an Extremist, I want to get the job done
I want to be an Extremist, and I just want to have fun!

  • Publicerad:
    2017-10-13 20:00