Bigger Than Jesus

by Kalahari Surfers

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Plan For Peace (W.Sony) I shook the water from my hands Ran my fingers through your hair. We put our towels on the sand, The sun was hot, your hands were everywhere. Aeroplanes fall from the sky, like hungry gulls they dive into the sea. Memories erased by drugs, I lost my voice amongst the flood debris. Friends and lovers move away In times of war, they go overseas Like flying fish they spring to mind Let's make a pipe for peace I read some books and write a song but some people asked me to change a verse About how God and Jesus Christ were with Verwoerd and teaching him how to surf. Offending covers torn away In times of war censorship increase Soldier boy cleans his gun and says This is my plan for peace Friends and lovers move away In times of war they go overseas Like flying fish they spring to mind Let's make a pipe for peace Even angels fall from grace in this wasted land. God, I love her so, I can’t relax without a drink. Give me excess give me more and more and more... I drove the Jag from Cowies Hill while my folks were away in Greece. We had a party on the lawn but the neighbours called the police. My Stalin shirt and Che beret bought in London in the wild West End Were high fashion over there but the boere weren’t impressed Friends and lovers move away In times of war they go overseas Like flying fish they spring to mind Let's make a pipe for peace Soldier boy cleans his gun and says This is my plan for peace
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Good Advice 02:35
Never banish always destroy forgiveness will come back as treachery riots dissipate words concentrate leniency arms a foe weakness inflames destruction calms all mobs forget Acts stop at reaction disorder ends at order never negotiate extirpate deeds first words after never hesitate rip out the root weakness inflames destruction calms all mobs forget The mob forgets.
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Running out of time (w.sony) ------- Maybe I should tell you the truth We’re holding on to what we’ve got It's dark they’re hiding in the shadows Wake up your family have gone Dance when you’re running out of time Dance when you’re running out of time Listen to the sounds in the garden See the lights by the swimming pool Get up we’re moving to the city Someone is knocking on the door Somebody is breaking down the door Dance when you’re running out of time Dance when you’re running out of time
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Limpet Mine 02:54
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Tongaat 03:06
TONGAAT (W.Sony) “ Nothing is straight today anymore “ he says sucking yoghurt through a plastic straw “Horseflies and goats move past this window frame and I don’t even know who owns all this sugarcane.” Guru Patel negotiates uneven floor Tears up landscapes says, “I can no longer draw. No lead in my pencil. The light is too harsh. My fingers are shaking like a lawyers moustache” Ladders and snakes soften lines, He checks his arms, Then steps outside beneath sweating palms, Throwing shadows across whitewashed walls, Where mynah birds imitate telephone calls. The edges are blurred like never before. He complains of his health holds head feeling sore. From a Tongaat sugar estate housing road, He cycles to the wreckage of Mahatmas abode. Guru Patel says he knew Gandhi well: “Satyagraha is a word those Zulus can’t spell . Nothing is left today anymore” he says sucking typewriter through a plastic straw Ladders and snakes soften lines He checks his arms Then steps outside beneath sweating palms Throwing shadows across whitewashed walls Where Mynah birds imitate telephone calls
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Pawpaws explode in scenes of smashed orange and blue buckshot skies. A million feet stamp down on puppy-dog-tails in surf city. Shattering glass like Jericho. Fragments tear holes through meat and muscle, chewed up and spat like sperm on walls pulped and sprayed with fibre and brickdust. Her cigarette blows across her face alight. She says, “Christ it’s good to stay and fight.” Fathers Pride with almond hair pasted like paper over crushed cafe chairs; Paint running yellow and avocado screams punctuate her movie. Strips of tarmac and burst rubber slice through floral skirts and Snake Park shirts. Pawpaws explode tiny black seeds through beach-towels, umbrellas, and deckchair horizons are blown to hell. Her movie mouths surrender stewed fruit and seeds and moss coloured molars bite back. Clams hold their tongues because muscles don’t grow here no more Ice cream baby don’t push that pram through supermarket chains Let’s go shopping when the bombs stop dropping from bags in drains.
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Right foot don’t know what the left foot is doing head in disagreement with the tail one step sideways and three steps back legs are all tangled tripping over themselves the bigger they are the harder they fall the bigger they are the harder they fall this is the last kick of a dying horse Long in the long in the tooth avoiding the truth let’s hook this one in the mouth let’s hook this one in the mouth down on the ground turn him over skin is thick belly tight stubborn as a mule you can take away his water but you can’t make him and think it’s like the last kick of a dying horse statues a pulled down flags of all been dyed red street names are changing A blow has been dealt to the head setting the leaders free setting our leaders free monuments crumble the radio still dead Be careful of the last kick of the dying horse From a cassette recording of the nominees speech at Verwoerd’s funeral: There are times when human beings even nations are confronted with the seeming absurdity of life. This is the case, especially when a completely unexpected event with a completely unknown and obscure person is allowed to strike at a great destiny. Interfering with the lives of millions of men and women. The question why? Why keeps ringing in our ears. Why Dr. Verwoerd? Why in our very house of assembly? why in that dastardly way? So … His belief that’s God in his wisdom has created different races and racial differences so that each group could develop to the best of its ability within the confines of it s own cultural division was the transcending conviction of his life.
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Gold Reef City (W.Sony) Gold Reef City gold mine dust Gold Reef City gold mine dust Gold Reef City gold mine dust Pick up your shovel Cover the past Rewrite the books Tell your children that Nothing ever happened down there The silence is so loud it hurts your head So much is taken for granted So much is taken for Christ sakes Gold Reef City gold mine dust Gold Reef City gold mine dust "I don't wanna be a soldier mamma I don't wanna die" (Lennon) "I don’t wanna be soldier mamma I don’t wanna die" Lennon
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Bigger than Jesus (Lennon lyrics in parenthesis) Another beast rises up with a cross in it’s hand. Will it walk on the water or sink through the sand? As it kicks out the sinners and the filth From our town, Its angels get drunk in the name of some clown Who was nailed to a tree for the good of mankind but between you and me he was wasting his time. “ I’ll say it again God is a concept by which we measure our pain” “Imagine there’s no heaven” “We are bigger than Jesus” theres no need for proof He was shot like a dig for telling the truth Bigger than Jesus I’ll say it aloud “as good as Beethoven With a ticket to ride” Bigger than Jesus in John chapter five They can say what they like but we’ll keep the faith alive They’re still burning records in bonfires for christ Though Bible Belt punching is way over-priced Saying praise the lord brother don’t listen to that beat Oe we’ll kick you in the teeth leave you dead in the street Be a sheep in the field Do the good shepherd walk Too stupid to think An original thought Lik Who wrote revelation Was inspired from above “I wanna hold your hand Money Can’t buy me love” We are bigger than Jesus I’ll say it aloud “as good as Beethoven With a ticket to ride” Bigger than Jesus in John chapter five They can say what they like but we’ll keep the faith alive --- the Beatle boycott American radio hosts: "This is Doug Layton and Tommy Charles we are reminding you that our fantastic Beatles boycotted is still in effect. Don’t you forget what the Beatles have said. Don’t forget to take your Beatles records and your Beatles paraphernalia to one of our fourteen pick up points in Birmingham Alabama and turn them in this week if possible. Don’t you forget what the Beatles have said Lennon: I’m not saying that we’re better out or greater or comparing us with Jesus Christ as a person or god as a thing or whatever it is. We meant more to kids than Jesus did. ___________________________ background: "Christianity will go. It will vanish and shrink. I needn't argue about that; I'm right and I'll be proved right. We're more popular than Jesus now; I don't know which will go first – rock 'n' roll or Christianity. Jesus was all right but his disciples were thick and ordinary. It's them twisting it that ruins it for me." 03/04/1966 Evening Standard
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GUTTED WITH THE GLORY Words and music: W Sony Let us pray: OUR FATHER perished when soldiers WHO blasted ART homes burst INside firing HEAVEN HALLOWED horrors ashes BE of THY NAME caught in the Crossfire THY KINGDOM strewn across the floors of flame as they COME in her bed THY WILL BE sitting to protect their machine DONE ON EARTH AS she drew the curtain IT IS the attack IN HEAVEN they were using to GIVE US a mass of tangled steel and burn the house THIS DAY the attack through the hallway borders OUR full DAILY BREAD bullet that ended her life AND FORGIVE US OUR family was killed by TRESPASSERS who ran out of the house through the wall AS WE FOFIGIVE THOSE frightened children WHO TRESPASS in defence AGAINST yesterdays raid against US AND LEAD US through the wreckage NOT partly blown off IN pieces TO TEMPTATION BUT smouldering civilians still DELIVER US Burnt out stereos FROM the soldiers EVIL guns FOR cleaning up THINE children to kill IS the raid to destroy THE KINGDOM disgraceTHE POWER AND everything we ever owned gutted with THE GLORY FOR EVER AND EVER AMEN
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National Party words: Chris Cutler We’re having a party Come along A national party Everybody happy To the book with match To the square with the book Everybody dance and sing Happiness is everything To the door with the boot To the boot with the skull Everybody on their knees Everybody happy please Nature not nuture Will seal our future Vomit and blood make Our colourful culture Everybody on their knees Everybody happy please A six inch nail A phosphor match A A stick of chalk A cake of soap A little pile of teeth and rings Everybody dance and sing - The way it looks is everything
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This was the most controversial of the Surfers albums : it was banned (deemed undesirable) by the South African publications control board. Court case documents and extensive lyrics and liner notes are part of album download. So too are the tracks which were taken off for the UK release. By purchasing the album you get these tracks as free inclusions. They are "Beatle Love Song" and "Meet the New Boss" as well as 2 hidden tracks which appeared on the 80's CD re-release.

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released November 11, 1989

all tracks published by Free State Music Publishing
contact wrexony@gmail.com

most of the drumming was done by Ian Herman

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Kalahari Surfers South Africa

Warrick Sony is a South African composer, producer, musician and sound designer.
He is the founder and sole permanent member of the Kalahari Surfers. They made politically radical satirical music in 1980s South Africa.

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