This brave group of musicians from Devon in England are not afraid to speak out! You may have heard of the song, but I wonder how many people paid attention to the lyics?
Songwriters: Bellamy, Matthew
The paranoia is in bloom, the PR The transmissions will resume They'll try to push drugs Keep us all dumbed down and hope that We will never see the truth around (So come on!)
Another promise, another scene, another A package not to keep us trapped in greed With all the green belts wrapped around our minds And endless red tape to keep the truth confined (So come on!)
Chorus They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us We will be victorious
Interchanging mind control Come let the revolution take its toll if you could Flick the switch and open your third eye, you'd see that We should never be afraid to die (So come on!)
Rise up and take the power back, it's time that The fat cats had a heart attack, you know that Their time is coming to an end We have to unify and watch our flag ascend
Chorus They will not force us anekatips.com They will stop degrading us They will not control us We will be victorious
Hey .. hey ... hey .. hey! (repeat)
Chorus They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us We will be victorious
Hi Ironsides! I am sorry to hear about your loss! They never treated any of you with any dignity or empathy! Hospitals are only there to make profit! It never used to be like that! I remember at one time, when hospitals used to be empty, but nowadays they are always full! This is because most of the preventable disease are exacerbated by the toxins in our food, the air we breath and the water we drink! These things are placed there deliberately, so that pharmaceuticals can literally make a killing and that is exactly what they do, Kill!
They have had a cure for cystic fibrosis! but the bastards won't let anyone have it, because they can't make money from you if you are better!
This is what the world has been reduced to! Because of the greed of these Zionist bankers that have their hands in every little thing! They are evil and rotten to the core! I hope that they will one day experience all the pain and suffering that they have caused over the course of their miserable lives and one day, the day that they take their final breath, that is exactly what will happen to them, they will experience all the pain and suffering that they have dish out in a life time.
Thank you so much for your comment! Just know this, there is life after death! Nancy is alive in spirit and soul!
Thanks for posting this. It really speaks about the mistreatment my wife got. She had Cystic-Fibrosis, and we met when she was 18. 8 years later, she told some of the volunteers at this hospital that she liked me, and wanted to have a fling.
Our first date never ended, and I was subjected to meetings about how difficult she was to deal with, and on and on the horror story went.
She was an outpatient in 2002, but was declining to the point that she had to move into long-term care less than a year later.
We were in a common-law relationship from day one, and we were more discreet than others, who have sex in hospitals (they do). One day, a woman tought she heard something, when another CF patient also was in the room. This was in 2002, and the other girl's boyfriend was sleeping with her every night. He never went home.
Administration was confronted with written complaints against me, to kick me out of here. When the admins met with Nancy and me, we explained how there was no problem with the 17 year old CF girlfiriend's boyfriend. They weren't the least bit discreet about what they were doing.
The administration agreed that we should have accomodations for couples. The social-workers had the worst attituded, and some of the nurses and assistants refused to help Nancy when she needed help.
There were times Nancy talked to me about our funerals, and she wanted us to be buried together.--So they could hear us! She was funny, and I sure miss her.
The first change in the burial arrangements, was that Nancy needed to understand that, only people with $BUCK$ afford couphins.
In the hate-meetings about Nancy, they needed to explain to me that she had intellectual disabilities. I needed to learn about Cystic-Fibrosis and resultant diabetes, and that she had mental disabilities.
That really aroused my anger, not at Nancy.--But at the hospital! She was an outpatient most of the time, but I learned that she had a home-care worker. The way she was being handled by her case workers at home, and by some people here really triggered me off.
Until she had to move here into long-term, on the days which Nancy could not be here, we kept the land-lines open so her social-workers could not say I didn't know anything.
She had one biological sister. When I phoned her about a lung-hemmorhage in 2003, she visited her once. She ignored Nancy the rest of her life.
Because Nancy was under a public curator, I had no legal say in anything. After Nancy died in 2006, I informed the curator that Nancy's foster family were really goo with her. They were the only family Nancy had, and we stay in communication.
The curator made a decision, that since the foster family had purchased a tombstone and name-plate for Nancy the year before, they could control the burial place. Nancy's sister agreed in a conference-call to the arrangements, and she would bring the remains to the cemetery.
After they got off the phone, Nancy's sister took the ashes away from the funeral-home, and when it was time for the burial, the curator's office just said that everything was legal.
For the next month I pushed my retired politician to help file charges against the curator's office, for not getting everything in writing. He called her and discussed the situation fully, and they both just blew it off.
After that, I had to take treatment for Hepatitis C, which I originally contracted from a botched blood-transfusion. The food supply here had been cut in half, which showed my low white-cells. The doctor put me on a drug to raise them, within two days I fell back into bed because I couldn't breathe.
I've recovered a fair bit, but have a hard time doing without oxygen. The first chance I got to roll out of bed, and talk to a lawyer on the phone, she verbally spit in my face about going after Nancy's sister.
Since then, every year I go down to see her foster family for awhile. We go to the cemetery, and we have her space there anyway. We used to joke around about what each of us would do, if the other one died first. I told Nancy, that if she died before me, that I would bury the engagement ring, and the wedding band.--So, that's what I did!
This song you posted really is a help, to probably hundreds of thousands of people in similar circumstances.
Hi Nikki! I have heard of Glen Beck! He is a slime ball alright! A right Smarmy git! But nothing like that nasty, ignorant Bob O'Reilly! He is a venomous, loud mouthed bully! I saw how he attacked the professor that wanted to talk about 9/11. O'Reilly screamed for over five minutes while is guest got 1.06 seconds!
This is not Journalism, this is thuggery and abusive tactics! He should be ashamed of himself! He doesn't have the right to have an Irish name! He is betraying everything that the Irish fought for! They fought for freedom and liberty against the British! And he is working for the very people who got the British to suppress the Irish!
Great song and message! It's nice to see more mainstream artists stand up for what is right. Music is a powerful medium for spreading the truth. Thanks for adding Charles! I'm heading out pretty soon to practice with a band I'm in and we'll be rocking out some truth too, gotta love it!
They're very talented and I hope other musicians will be inspired by Muse to speak out as well! They got the attention of Glenn Beck but they weren't thrilled about it. He pretends to be a Libertarian, but he's actually Rupert Murdoch's mouthpiece. http://everyjoe.com/entertainment/glenn-beck-loves-muse-muse-reject...
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