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RE: my child types...Steve Miller, Alvin Lee and the Guess Who: msg#00033

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Subject: RE: my child types...Steve Miller, Alvin Lee and the Guess Who

You know I support the men's movement. Step off platforming can work;
HOWEVER - Let's ask Ben's permission before crossposting to groups he did
not point out. thanks!

He remarks: "sit down in your Thinking Chair and think - think - think.
when you use your mind, you take one step at a time." [blue's clues]

~*~ tink

-----Original Message-----
From: autismlist@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx [mailto:autismlist@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx]On
Behalf Of Tom Smith
Sent: Tuesday, October 11, 2005 7:23 PM
To: autismlist@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx; aum@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx;
MS-DISCUSSION@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Subject: RE: [Autismlist] my child types...Steve Miller, Alvin Lee and
the Guess Who
--- Tink wrote:

>
> 2. a song:
>
> Space Cowboy
>
> By: Steve Miller and Ben Sidran

This song was the theme song for us hippies in 1967. It captures the
real political mood of us Sixties rebels which is very different from
how the marxist-feminists have successfully portrayed that time.

> I told you 'bout living in the U.S. of A.
> Don't you know that I'm a gangster of love
> Let me tell you people that I found a new way
> And I'm tired of all this talk about love
> And the same old story with a new set of words
> About the good and the bad and the poor
> And the times keep on changin'
> So I'm keepin' on top
> Of every fat cat who walks through my door
>
> I'm a space cowboy
> Bet you weren't ready for that
> I'm a space cowboy
> I'm sure you know where it's at
> Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
>
> I was born on this rock
> And I've been travelin' through space
> Since the moment I first realized
> What all you fast talkin' cats would do if you could
> You know, I'm ready for the final surprise
> There ain't no way around it
> Ain't nothing to say
> That's gonna satisfy my soul deep inside
> All the prayers and surveyors
> Keep the whole place uptight
> While it keeps on gettin' darker outside
>
> I'm a space cowboy
> Bet you weren't ready for that
> I'm a space cowboy
> I'm sure you know where it's at
> Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
>
> I see the show downs, slow downs, lost and found, turn arounds
> The boys in the military shirts
> I keep my eyes on the prize, on the long fallen skies
> And I don't let my friends get hurt
> All you back room schemers, small trip dreamers
> Better find something new to say
> Cause you're the same old story
> It's the same old crime
> And you got some heavy dues to pay
>
> I'm a space cowboy
> Bet you weren't ready for that
> I'm a space cowboy
> I'm sure you know where it's at
> Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

The other song in this vein came in the early Seventies by Ten Years
After called "I Want to Change The World" released in 1971. [Note to
Joe Penny...I used that line "We didn't know what to do" when
explaining our mood during the war. I was thinking of this song. I
knew what to do in 1980 when I went to the library to research
feminism. It was then I discovered THE BIG AMERICAN LIE]

http://www.lyricsfreak.com/t/ten-years-after/135632.html

Everywhere is freaks and hairies
Dykes and fairies, tell me where is sanity
Tax the rich, feed the poor
Till there are no rich no more

I?d love to change the world
But I don?t know what to do
So I?ll leave it up to you

Population keeps on breeding
Nation bleeding, still more feeding economy
Life is funny, skies are sunny
Bees make honey, who needs money, monopoly

I?d love to change the world
But I don?t know what to do
So I?ll leave it up to you

World pollution, there?s no solution
Institution, electrocution
Just black and white, rich or poor
Them and us, stop the war

I?d love to change the world
But I don?t know what to do
So I?ll leave it up to you


Now we come full circle to the last NON marxist-feminist song mentioned
by you when Ben gets mad at you, the Guess Who's "American Women".
After that song the marxist feminists had enough control of the rock
music business to make sure none or little of that kind of lyric
emerged for now going on thirty years.

If you wanted to make it in the arts the past thirty years YOU HAD TO
BE A PROFESSED FEMINIST. That's why the arts are dead. Now it is
happenning in all fields. That's why America is dying.

Tom


> Best Blessings,
> ~*~ Ben & tink
>



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