Schöne, neue Welt (Aufruhr 88, Teil II)

Vom Album

Schöne, neue Welt ist eine Textcollage aus Dingen, die in der Pop- und Rockmusik zum Thema Revolution schon vorher gesagt wurden. Es geht vom Wunsch nach Mitsprache bis hin zur Festellung, dass sich nichts ändert – außer vielleicht die Personen an der Macxht. Macht kann nur kontrolliert werden – nie beseitigt. Denn das führt zu Ohn-Macht und einem Vakuum, das Macht von anderer Stelle füllt.

(Number Nine – Power To the People)

Power to the people!
Power to the people!

Power to the people!
Power to the people right on!

(Number Ten – Talking About A Revolution)
 
Don’t you know: Talking about a revolution sounds in whispers.
 
(Number Eleven – Uprising)
 

Rise up and take the power back
It′s time 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, So come on

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious, so come on

(Number Twelve – The Knife)
 
I give the names of those you must kill,
All must die with their children.
Soon we’ll have power, every soldier will rest,
And we’ll spread out our kindness to those,
Who our love now deserve.
Some of you are going to die,
Martyrs, of course, for the freedom that I shall provide.
 
(Number Thirteen – Won’t Get Fooled Again)
 
Meet the new boss! Same as the old boss!

(Number Nine – Power To the People)

Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people right on! (John Lennon)

(Number Ten – Talking About A Revolution)

Don’t you know:
Talking about a revolution sounds in whispers. (Tracy Chapman)

(Number Eleven – Uprising)
 

Rise up and take the power back
It′s time 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, So come on

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious, so come on. (The Muse)

(Number Twelve – The Knife)

I give the names of those you must kill,
All must die with their children.
Soon we’ll have power, every soldier will rest
And we’ll spread out our kindness to those,
Who our love now deserve.
Some of you are going to die,
Martyrs, of course, for the freedom, that I shall provide. (Genesis)

(Number Thirteen – Won’t Get Fooled Again)

Meet the new boss! Same as the old boss! (Pete Townsend, The Who)