Music Monday – War Pigs
Last week I mentioned a battle I had with my mother when I was younger about my right to listen to Ozzy Osbourne. She pointed out in her comment that parents have the right to choose what their children are allowed to listen to. While this might be true it illustrates the point I’d like to make. Frequently music is misunderstood, most often when a performer’s appearance doesn’t comply with socially accepted norms. Ozzy Osbourne was certainly just such a performer (he’s certainly mellowed a lot in his old age). However, if one should bother to listen to some of the lyrics of both Ozzy’s solo and Black Sabbath’s songs opinions might just change. Just like you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover you shouldn’t judge a musician by his stage make-up. (Ok, perhaps excluding Gene Simmons.)
With that thought in mind, for this Music Monday I present you with both the lyrics of Black Sabbath’s “War Pigs” and a great video montage put together by a fan. Listen, read, watch and think about whether the popular conception of some of this “evil” music is really quite correct.
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of deaths construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds, oh lord yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait till their judgment day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness, world stops turning
As the war machine keeps burning
No more war pigs of the power
Hand of God has struck the hour
Day of judgment, God is calling
On their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
All right now!
To my mind this is one of the most potent and truthful anti-war songs ever written. My mother’s Ozzy-phobia, inspired by this particular album cover , was surely unfounded. Of course, her hatred of Johnny Rotten and the Sex Pistols might have been more legitimized. But, for my money, there is just no beating the Sid Vicious cover of Frank Sinatra’s “My Way”, but that’s a post for a different Music Monday.