Ain't No Reason Things are This Way

There ain’t no reason things are this way
It's how they always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way,
We do it everyday.

Preachers on the podium speaking of saints
Paupers on the sidewalk begging for change
Old ladies laughing from the fire escape, cursing my name
I got a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same
A window and a pigeon with a broken wing
You can spend you whole life working for something,
Just to have it taken away
People walk around pushing back their debts
Wearing pay checks like necklaces and bracelets
Talking 'bout nothing, not thinking 'bout death
Every little heartbeat, every little breath
People walk a tight rope on a razor’s edge
Carrying their hurt and hatred and weapons
It could be a bomb, or a bullet, or a pen
Or a thought, or a word, or a sentence

There ain't no reason things are this way
It's how they always been and they intend to stay
I don’t know why I say the things that I say,
But I say them anyway

But love will come set me free
Love will come set me free, I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set my free, yes.

Prison walls still standing tall
Some things never change at all
Keep on building prisons, gonna fill them all
Keep building bombs, gonna drop them all
Working your fingers bare to the bone
Breaking your back, make you sell your soul
Like a lung, it's full of coal, sufficating slow
The wind blows wild and i may move
But politicians lie and I am not fooled
You don't need no reason or a three piece suit, to argue the truth
The air on my skin and the world under my toes
Slavery is stitched into the fabric of my clothes
Chaos and commotion wherever I go
Love, I try to follow

Love will come set me free
Love will come set me free, I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set my free, yes.

There ain't no reason things are this way
It's how they always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way,
We do it everyday.


A brief description of the video from Brett himself:

"It is our routines and our comforts that allow us to ignore social issues. For some of us, it is our privilege to be ignorant. This video tells the story of social issues challenging our privileges and entering our routines making them impossible to ignore. Social injustice cannot be ignored when you are forced to deal with them. That is the idea behind this video.

What would happen if you were forced to deal with something that you may think has nothing to do with you? If suddenly the world's problems came into your
own home? You would have to realize that you are connected to everything and everyone on earth."

"Hurt Feelings"

Not since "Business Time" have I laughed so much.

Mutemath Music Video - "Spotlight"

Remember Mutemath's zany video for "Typical?"

Here's their newest video for "Spotlight:"





It's pretty cool.  I still miss Earthsuit a lot.  But it's cool.   

Eurovision 2009 -- The Good and Bad

I didn't know this until recently, but every year there is a big contest in Europe called Eurovision. It's a little reminiscent of American Idol, but each country in Europe selects a band and song to enter into the contest.

Here are some of the good and bad of the contest this year (which was held in Moscow! Woot!)

The bad:























And here are some of the songs I enjoyed.

First this year's winner:

The Road trailer

Finally.

I'm a little worried about this. The book was so incredible I don't know if it can be replicated into a movie. We'll see.

Modest Mouse - "Float On" (Kidz Bop Version!)

Now this was too funny.




What were those kidz bop people thinking??

Mega Shark vs. Giant Octopus

Forget direct to DVD. This should be direct to landfill.

But it is pretty funny.

Movie Trailers - Movies Blog

Animal Collective on Letterman

Animal Collective usually isn't my kind of music. But their new album is really great.

Will you recognize my face

and I’ve come to be untroubled in my seeking
and I’ve come to see that nothing is for naught
for the more I seek the more I’m sought
yeah, the more I seek the more I’m sought

and you’ve come to know me stubborn as a butcher
and you’ve come to know me thankless as a guest
but will you recognize my face when God’s awful grace
strips me of my jacket and my vest
and reveals all the treasure in my chest?

- “Hymn #101″ by Joe Pug

Pareidolia at it's finest

This was just too funny: