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I see the Middle Kingdom between Heaven and Earth
Like the Chinese call the country of their birth
We all figure that our homes are set above
Other people than the ones we know and love
In every place with a name
They play the same territorial game
Hiding behind the lines
Sending up warning signs
The whole wide world
An endless universe
Yet we keep looking through
The eyeglass in reverse
Don't feed the people
But we feed the machines
Can't really feel
What international means
In different circles, we keep holding our ground
In different circles, we keep spinning round and round
We see so many tribes -- overrun and undermined
While their invaders dream of lands they've left behind
Better people -- better food -- and better beer
Why move around the world when Eden was so near?
The bosses get talking so tough
And if that wasn't evil enough
We get the drunken and passionate pride
Of the citizens along for the ride
They shoot without shame
In the name of a piece of dirt
For a change of accent
Or the colour of your shirt
Better the pride that resides
In a citizen of the world
Than the pride that divides
When a colourful rag is unfurled
Like the Chinese call the country of their birth
We all figure that our homes are set above
Other people than the ones we know and love
In every place with a name
They play the same territorial game
Hiding behind the lines
Sending up warning signs
The whole wide world
An endless universe
Yet we keep looking through
The eyeglass in reverse
Don't feed the people
But we feed the machines
Can't really feel
What international means
In different circles, we keep holding our ground
In different circles, we keep spinning round and round
We see so many tribes -- overrun and undermined
While their invaders dream of lands they've left behind
Better people -- better food -- and better beer
Why move around the world when Eden was so near?
The bosses get talking so tough
And if that wasn't evil enough
We get the drunken and passionate pride
Of the citizens along for the ride
They shoot without shame
In the name of a piece of dirt
For a change of accent
Or the colour of your shirt
Better the pride that resides
In a citizen of the world
Than the pride that divides
When a colourful rag is unfurled
Lyrics submitted by shed27
Track duration: 06:21
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What international means"
Yes, I agree with a lot of the ideas mentioned here. This quotation above really sums it up for me. We claim that ideas like globalization really exists. We claim to have peace among ourselves. Yet we are surrounded and divided by borders. I think this song is suggesting how ridiculous nationalism can be; that we should just consider ourselves human, men and women of Earth, and function entirely the way our countries function--together.
"Don't feed the people, but we feed the machines."
That this was true back when the song was written and is more prevalent today, is truly frightening.
We serve that which is supposed to serve us. Corporations receiving benefits that other's don't even have the option to die for. Greedy closed-minded people who care nothing for anything outside of their immediate world, waving their own 'flags' on capital hill in the hands of lobbyists.
They send our children to die for them and keep us myopic and afraid of anything outside of ourselves so that we'll never question them.
This is a protest song as much as anything else. It is an anthem against the machine as much as anything Rage had ever created.
It's like looking through binoculars backwards and not seeing what's off in the distance, only what is right here in front of you.
The line "or the color of your shirt" refers to sports teams, I think. Fans of opposing teams getting in fights at ball games over what happens in the game. How ridiculous is THAT? People living vicariously through a bunch of overppaid, steroidal prima donnas? Why? Because people have done nothing in their own lives to be proud of...so they leech onto a sports team and try to pretend they deserve some of the credit for the team's success.
Not just professional of collegiate level teams. Ever see parents at little league games acting like a freaking kids' game is a matter of life and death?
People do that with bands, too. For a perfect example of this idiotic mentality, just look at the first page of comments on Tom Sawyer in this very website. Pathetic!
Ah yes, nationalism. That which allows people from all walks of life to come together and forget that whatever vague cause they're cheering has absolutely fuckall to do with the borders of their homeland. I don't know about the rest of the world, but in the US you can see these misguided flag-wavers on both the right and the left. They plaster their Hummers/hybrids with shallow slogans about what they think of "America" but don't realize that their notion of "America" has been dead for decades. The American Way is causing all our problems and the American Dream is taken for granted, so what's America but lines in the sand?