I love his lyrics and his brutal honesty that no one else has the stones to admit or write about. What critics don't really understand, is that he's just offering ONE PERSPECTIVE on any given topic. There's a lot more to this complex world than "how humans hate each other's guts" for example, and he would agree with that. He is simply offering ONE VARIATION of his views, and just like they value their freedom of the press, he should be allowed to express himself freely too and without being attacked for it, and without some incompetent, talentless, jackass journalist twisting his words around. They're struggling for a reason because THEY ALL SUCK and when they all go under one day, Moz's name will live on and hopefully he will keep making music into his old age. This is why I hate these dirty and corrupt tabloids like the Guardian, Der Speigel, The Independent and others because of their narrow-mindedness and incompetence to understanding people. VIVA MORRISSSEY!!! #fuckderspeigel #fucktheguardian #fuckmainstreamnewsmedia
You are completely wrong. This is not one perspective but real and only perspective. The way it goes is not so complex at least when it comes to coexistence and/or human relationships. That's fully the way it is, the fact that people just pretend things go in a different way, is just a fiction. Sometimes people pretend to be "nice" but that is just because society expects behave them that way or they expect some profit from that etc.. People cannot show explicitly how big scumbags they are in reality, because they would kill themselves pretty soon. People emotions are hate, selfishness, jealousy, laziness and they are devoted mainly to physical desire. I would not expect anything else to be real. Rest of everyday life is just pretending to make others thinking better about them. That's all here, nothing else.
"what those in power do to you reminds us at a glance how humans hate each others guts and show it given the chance." he always tells the brutal truth. respect him!
That's the song's killer line, and it's perhaps the best explanation in any artwork of the horrible self-reveal that our Covid-tyrants gave us in 2020/2021.
The joy brings many things It cannot bring you joy Sons of mothers huddle here Men and boys 1850 swung the doors And human sewage swept inside Where victims speak in whines And where the hardened cried I was sent here by a 3 foot half-wit in a wig I took his insults on the chin, and never did I flinch A swagger hides the fear in here By this rule we breathe And there is no one on this earth Who I'd feel sad to leave You see we all lose We all lose What those in power do to you Reminds us at a glance How humans hate each others guts And show it given a chance We never say aloud the things That we say in our prayers Cause no one cares Many executed here By the awful lawfully good But the only thing that makes me cry Is when I see the sky Brendan Behan's laughter rings For what he had or hadn't done For he knew then as I know now That for each and every one of us We all lose Rich or poor, we all lose Rich or poor, they all lose
