Monday Song Lyric

Juan Non Volokh has a great Sunday Song Lyric today concerning the dispute that has arisen over Michael Moore's failur eto secure the rights to the Who song Won't Get Fooled Again for use in Farenheit 9/11. Turns out, this minor spat provides more evidence that Mr. Moore has issues with the truth. According to JNOV, Fat Bastard has gone on record as saying Townsend refused the use of the song because he is a War Supporter, Blair Supporter, and dislikes Moore.

Know, while these are all good and valid reasons to prevent Moore from using the song (and indeed, go a long way towards lifting my opinion of Mr. Moore) it appears that is not quite the reason the use was rejected. It seems Pete Townsend has a different view:

Moore was initially turned down by Townsend's publisher because Miramax offered substantially less for the rights to the song than is usually paid. At that point, Harvey Weinstein interceded in an effort to change Townsend's mind. According to Townsend, he was uneasy due to concerns about the accuracy of Moore's prior film, Bowling for Columbine. Nonetheless he said he would reconsider if he had a chance to see the film and how the song would be used, but he never heard back. Townsend says he has "nothing against Michael Moore," but he "greatly resent[s] being bullied and slurred" by him merely because Moore did not get to use the song.

Good stuff, and good for Townsend. Of course, an area that was ripe for exploration by the Countertop Chronicles has know been effectivly occupied by JNOV. In its place, we have another song that might be used by the movie Michael Moore Hates America as it describes Moore and his meglomaniac friends the Weinstein brothers control over the moonbat Howard Dean wing of the Democratic Left: Metallica's Master of Puppets.

From the 1986 Album of the same name, while it wasn't Metallica's biggest seller, Master of Puppets is the album that cemented their place in the panthenon of Heavy Metal and Rock and Roll Gods (According to their web page, Metallica are the 7th biggest selling act in American history.) More refined than its predecessors Kill 'em All and Ride The Lightning, Master of Puppets introduced a more complex level of songmanship to what was then a pure speed metal band. However, unlike most of heavy metal albums of the mid 80s, the tender ballad type songs, such as Welcome Home (Sanitarium) managed to hit harder than anything else on the radio. Sadly, it was the last album for original bassist Cliff Burton who died in a tragic accident in the fall of 1986 when the bands tour bus rolled over while touring in Sweden.

Master of Puppets
Music and Lyrics by Hetfield / Ulrich / Burton / Hammett
End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
Leading on your death's construction

Taste me, you will see
MOORE is all you need
You're dedicated to
How I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master
Master

Master of puppets, I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Needlework the way, never you betray
Life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
Chop your breakfast on a mirror

Taste me you will see
MOORE is all you need
You're dedicated to
How I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master
Master

Master of puppets, I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Master, master
Where's the dreams that I've been after?
Master, master
You promised only lies
Laughter, laughter
All I hear and see is laughter
Laughter, laughter
Laughing at my cries
Fix me

Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
Just a rhyme without a reason
Never-ending maze, drift on numbered days
Now your life is out of season

I will occupy
I will help you die
I will run through you
Now I rule you, too


Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master
Master

Master of puppets, I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master