Oh, the humanity!

It should have been a Jagger/Richards classic.

(Our lives are threatened, our jobs at risk
Sometimes dictators need a slap on the wrist

Another Munich we just can’t afford
We’re gonna send in the eighty-second airborne)

We sell ‘em missiles, We sell ‘em tanks
We give ‘em credit, You can call the bank
It’s just a business, You can pay us in crude
You love these toys, just go play out your feuds

Got no pride, don’t know whose boots to lick
We act so greedy, makes me sick sick sick

So get up, stand up, out of my way
I want to talk to the boss right away
Get up, stand up, whose gonna pay
I want to talk to the man right away

We walk the highwire
Sending the men up to the front line
Hoping they don’t catch the hell fire
With hot guns and cold, cold nights

We walk the highwire
Sending the men up to the front line
And tell ‘em to hotbed the sunshine
With hot guns and cold, cold nights

Our lives are threatened, our jobs at risk
Sometimes dictators need a slap on the wrist

Another Munich we just can’t afford
We’re gonna send in the eighty-second airborne

Get up, stand up, who’s gonna pay
I wanna talk to the boss right away
Get up, stand up, outta my way
I wanna talk to the man right away

We walk the highwire
Putting the world out on a deadline
And hoping they don’t catch the shellfire
With hot guns and cold, cold nights

We walk the highwire
Putting the world out on a deadline
Catching the bite on primetime
With hot guns and cold, cold nights

Get up! Stand up!
Dealer! Stealer!
Hey!

We walk the highwire
We send all our men into the front lines
We’re hoping that we backed the right side
With hot guns and cold, cold nights

We walk the highwire
We send all the men up to the front lines
And hoping they don’t catch the hellfire
With hot guns and cold cold, cold, cold, cold nights

We walk the highwire
We walk the highwire
With hot guns and cold, cold, cold nights

With hot guns and cold, cold nights

That obscure Rolling Stones number HIGHWIRE

“Sometimes dictators need a slap on the wrist”

“Its time to send in the 82nd airborne”

I’ll also advocate here downloading Van Halen’s DREAMS

Which in the video featured some fighter planes at an airshow and the immortal lyrics.

WE BELONG

IN A WORLD THAT MUST BE STRONG.

World turns black and white
Pictures in an empty room
Your love starts fallin’ down
Better change your tune
Yeah, you reach for the golden ring
Reach for the sky
Baby, just spread your wings

We’ll get higher and higher
Straight up we’ll climb
We’ll get higher and higher
Leave it all behind

Run, run, run away
Like a train runnin’ off the track
Got the truth bein’ left behind
Falls between the cracks
Standin’ on broken dreams
Never losin’ sight, ah
Well just spread your wings

We’ll get higher and higher
Straight up we’ll climb
We’ll get higher and higher
Leave it all behind

So baby dry your eyes
Save all the tears you’ve cried
Oh, that’s what dreams are made of
‘Cause we belong in a world that must be strong
Oh, that’s what dreams are made of

Yeah, we’ll get higher and higher
Straight up we’ll climb
Higher and higher
Leave it all behind
Oh, we’ll get higher and higher
Who knows what we’ll find?

So baby dry your eyes
Save all the tears you’ve cried
Oh, that’s what dreams are made of
Oh baby, we belong in a world that must be strong
Oh, that’s what dreams are made of

And in the end on dreams we will depend
‘Cause that’s what love is made of

DOWNLOAD IT NOW.

YOU WON’T BE DISAPPOINTED.

You don’t know me but I’m your brother

I was raised here in this living hell

You don’t know my kind in your world

Fairly soon the time will tell

You, telling me the things youre gonna do for me

I ain’t blind and I don’t like what I think I see

Takin it to the streets
Takin it to the streets
Takin it to the streets
Takin it to the streets

Take this message to my brother

You will find him everywhere

Wherever people live together

Tied in poverty’s despair

You, telling me the things youre gonna do for me

I ain’t blind and I don’t like what I think I see

Takin it to the streets
Takin it to the streets
Takin it to the streets
Takin it to the streets

I’ve managed to get a Tom Jones/Teddy Pendergrass version of TAKING IT TO THE STREETS.

Which I reccomend that you all download right now as the song by which we remember this great triumph when the first Australian Raptor pilot flies that first Australian Raptor plane.

Our good friends to our North are REALISTS.

And so therefore if we are strong they will see us as good friends and appreciate our kindness and generosity.

Well to be realistic I was worrying that I’d gotten confused.

So anyhow to celebrate I’m going to go to iTunes (Thank you Stephen Jobs) and download that very number.

To me the Doobey (Dooby?) Brothers’ canon reaches a point of peak consonance when somebody says something like:

As she rises to her apology…

Anybody else would surely know….

But I can’t quite remember what all that was about so I have some downloading to do.

To celebrate Skeptic’s latest acheivement.

Which is surely a killer blow in the fight for righteousness.

Why not wait till Skeptic CAN come down.

We owe it to her.

She may have saved human freedom.