India Bharti songbook part 2
songbook part 1
To Kali

It is relentless
The song of the siren
There is a sorceress out beyond the horizon
For those who search for perfection or those who simply strive
for survival
From another dimension You can hear her arrival
Om Kali
Om Kali

From the body of darkness,
There spreads infinite light.
The lord of Forgetfullness loves the goddess blacker than night.
All those who seek liberation,
far beyond freedom of choice
One day will pay veneration to that primordial voice.
Om Kali
Om Kali
Om Kali Om.

Amar Bharti has held his right arm upright for 25 years

Shiva destroys

destruction of ignorance
destruction of time
destruction of death
destruction of tradition
destruction of authority
destruction of the mind
destruction of structure
destruction of form
destruction of empires
destruction of galaxies
destruction of armies,
navies and airforces
destruction of order
destruction of chaos
destruction of certainty
destruction of civilisation
destruction of history
destruction of machines
destruction of envy
destruction of the intellect
destruction of evil
destruction of happiness
destruction of belief
destruction of racism
destruction of innocence
destruction of desire
destruction of jealousy
destruction of the senses

destruction of jealousy
destruction of the senses
destruction of the body
destruction of the planet
destruction of humanity
destruction of cruelty
destruction of reality
destruction of mindlessness
destruction of sexism
destruction of the paramatma
destruction of the three gunas
destruction of logic
destruction of illusion
destruction of suffering
destruction of pain
destruction of personality
destruction of the self
destruction of religion
destruction of loneliness
destruction of convention
destruction of sanity
destruction of poverty
destruction of weapons
of mass destruction
destruction of war
destruction of cities
destruction of progress
destruction of love
destruction of hate
Shiva destroys!

Accept Yourself

You can't escape yourself
You can't escape yourself
You can travel far and wide
Protected by your spirit guide
but there's no place you can hide
You can't escape yourself

You must accept yourself
You'll never be nobody else
You've got to play the hand fate's dealt
You must accept yourself

So don't neglect yourself
Make sure that you protect yourself
If you respect yourself
and don't reject yourself
Who knows?
You may even resurrect yourself

You can't escape yourself
You can't escape yourself
You can travel far and wide
Cross this globe from side to side
But there's no place you can hid
You can't escape yourself


Perfect Man


I know that I'm not a perfect man
Yes I know that I'm not a perfect man
But it's an imperfect world
I'm just doing the best I can

You I know that you're not as solid as you seem
You're just a bunch of trumped up fantasies
an inconsequential, insubstantial, dream.

She, She keeps on burning bright
She keep on burning bright
But there's no energy within her
it's all just reflected light.

I know that I'm not a perfect man
Yes I know that I'm not a perfect man
But it's an imperfect world
I'm just doing the best I can

It’s Natural.

You are a human being.
You have a freely obtained and fully endowed human body.

This freely obtained and fully endowed human body has its own
desires. sometimes it desires to dance. Sometimes it needs
to dance.
You may be totally assured that this desire on the part
of your freely obtained and fully endowed human body is natural.

It's entirely natural.
it's so natural.
so absolutely natural.
It's perfectly natural

As you let your freely obtained and fully endowed human body
follow its own desires and dance you may ask yourself what is
this body, what is my relationship to this body, this body
that wants to dance? How did I come to possess this delicate
supremely complex mechanism that is my body? why does this
body have an irresistible urge to dance.

Such questions are natural...they're entirely natural

it is in the body's nature.
it is in the body's nature.
The body must dance
the body must dance
it is the body's destiny to dance
It's natural...it's entirely natural

As your freely obtained and fully endowed human body dances
you may think to yourself I feel good...I feel good...but I
could feel better. And you may wonder how you can achieve this
desired result.

Be natural
Be completely natural
If you are natural, naturally you will feel better

And you may ingest certain substances that you imagine will
make you feel better.
ensure these substances are natural....make sure they're
natural.
Oh make sure they're completely natural

Examine yourself. Who is this I, Destiny is determined by fate.
Fate is controlled by the manifest universe. The manifest universe
is Maya and is illusion,
Beyond the Illusion is Shiva. Shiva is incomprehensible,
inaccessible, beyond words and imagination.
It is natural that the human mind should recoil before Shiva.

it's natural
it's natural.
Oh it's completely natural.
it's entirely natural

And as you dance you may float free of your body.
You may expand to occupy the entire universe
and you may come to the realisation that you are not only a
human being, you are not only a human being, that you are far
more than just a mere human being. You may realise yourself
to be the totality of all things, an entire, all embracing
universal consciousness. Don't be perturbed if you have these
feelings . Such feelings are natural...they're entirely natural.

You imagine you are a human being.
You have a freely obtained and fully endowed human body.

This body has its own desires. sometimes it wants to dance.
Sometimes it heeds to dance.
You may be totally assured that this desire on the part
of your freely obtained and fully endowed human body is natural.

It's entirely natural.
it's so natural.
so absolutely natural.

It's perfectly natural
it is the body’s destiny to dance.
It’s completely natural.

It won’t last long.

It won’t last long
no it won’t last long
though you may make it your endeavour
to live this life forever
one day that vital thread is gonna sever
and it won’t last long

It won’t last long
no the forests won’t last long.
if it’s ancient and green
in will come a giant machine
what it does it quite obscene
no the forests won’t last long

It won’t last long
no your marijuana won’t last too long
If some friendly soul should hand ya
a little bag of ganja
I know I’d understandja
if you said it won’t last too long

Love won’t last too long
no, love won’t last too long
though your baby’s in your arms
and you can’t resist her subtle charms
when she leaves she’ll have no qualms
and love won’t last too long

It won’t last long
no it won’t last long
though you may make it your endeavour
to live this life forever
one day that vital thread is gonna sever
and it won’t last long

Blues over Shoes

I see an awful lot of people wearing shields around their feet
They wear them in the cold and they wear them in the heat
Sometimes I wonder how those people ever feel the planet's beat
I got the blues
Yes, I got the blues over shoes.

I see a lot of folks wearing Nikes and Reeboks
Well underneath their expensive whites I know they're wearing
stinky, sweaty, socks
I like to feel the sand between my toes and the dew upon the
grass
You know where you can stick your Dr. Martens and Adidas
I got the blues.
Oh yeas I've got the blues over shoes

so lets all throw away tootsies that's the way we were at birth
It's so nice to play bare footsies with good old mother earth
I can feel it in my skin, in my flesh and my sinews
That I've got the blues over shoes!

I find the similarity between the shape of the Shiva lingam and the Trident missile warheads amazing. And is it just a coincidence that we hear the word bomb endlessly repeated in the media. Or is it Shiva manifesting.

Street Musicians

Now people under-rate us
and I admit we’ve got low status
but you shouldn’t underestimate us
we’re the street musicians.

Now the whole world’s turned machine like
and society’s turned mean like
but there are street musicians.

Sometimes money comes like magic
and at other times it’s tragic
but that’s the lot of the street musician.

No people under-rate us
and I admit we’ve got low status
but if you don’t remunerate us
there’ll be no street musicians.

Fantasy

It is my fantasy to meet in paradise
we’ll live in ecstasy
we’ll make no sacrifice
it’s all so perfect
it’s all so sublime
we can go direct
to that euphoric time

there are no obstacles
it’s all beyond compare
everything is possible
when I meet you there

oh, it’s just a passage
this life is just a passage
through the world.


Oh be my fantasy
we’ll meet in paradise
we’ll live in ecstasy
we’ll make no sacrifice
it’s all so perfect
it’s all so sublime
we can go direct
to that euphoric time

there are no obstacles
it’s all beyond compare
everything is possible
when I meet you there

oh, it’s just a passage
this life is just a passage
through the world.

Freedom

We are free,
Free as the fleeting wind
Our peaceful hearts are beating to freedom's hymn

Days, days of happiness
Days of pure exalted bliss
It's our fate to live our lives like this

As we dance
Dance in the shining light
Within us a crystal of freedom is burning vision bright

We dream of love
Of love far beyond desire
We're all singers, all singers, all singers in freedom's choir

We are free,
Free as the fleeting wind
Our gentle hearts are beating, beating, beating to freedom's
hymn.

The land of the brain dead dopes.

We're from the land of the brain dead dopes,
We've got our backs against the ropes,
We're all clinging to false hopes,
In the land of the brain dead dopes.

We're as thick as a mile of bricks,
Just a bunch of kowtowing colonial hicks,
And we're led by elected lunatics.
In the land of the brain dead dopes.

We're all marching down idiot street,
To our moronic patriot beat,
Don't worry mate she'll be sweet.
In the land of the brain dead dopes.

We're a totally hopeless bunch,
We're all completely out to lunch,
We're pip squeaks proud of our puny punch,
In the land of the brain dead dopes.

Whether we're a Bob a Beryl or Bruce,
All our screws are totally loose.
But we've got a good excuse.
We're from the land of the brain dead dopes.

We're all boofheads, drongos and dills,
We've abandoned our reasoning skills,
And we're commanded by imbeciles.
In the land of brain dead dopes.

We're from the land of the brain dead dopes,
We've got our backs against the ropes,
We're all clinging to false hopes,
In the land of the brain dead dopes.

Tokyo

Every place else seems awful slow
Once you've been to Tokyo.
I was a vaguely contented man
Until I ventured to Japan.
Now other towns don't seem the same
I'm like a moth drawn to the flame
Of that electric glow.
The glow of Tokyo.

Hot-wired boys and mobile girls,
The pulse that drives the cyber world.
Information flowing through the air,
Everyone's connected everywhere.
You'll never know,
Unless you dip your toe in Tokyo.

Summer nights in Kichijoji Park,
A peaceful city after dark,
The million lights of Shinjuku
can burn your heart to diode blue.
I've seen New York, Paris and all the rest,
Been around the world from east to west.
One city's the biggest but it's the best.
Just say hello,
Say hello to Tokyo.

Every place else seems awful slow
Once you've been to Tokyo.
I was a vaguely contented man
Until I ventured to Japan.
Now other towns don't seem the same
I'm like a moth drawn to the flame
Of that electric glow.
The glow of Tokyo.
Just say hello...say hello to Tokyo

Body bag bop

Blood and bones in a body bag
wrap it all up in a national flag
dump the lot in a cargo plane
another dumb grunt's going home again
He came to get some military action
but all he got was putrefaction
he served well his political masters
those well known psychotic power mad bastards
they sent him into the gates of hell
rot soldier boy,rot rot well!

Time bombs no longer tick,
a mobile phone goes click click click
An armoured convoy's ripped in half
the local lads all cheer and laugh
A journalist who got embedded
gapes at two legs that just got shredded
He helped to beat the drums of war
now he bleeds to death on a humvee floor
the money and fame was so fantastic
soon he'll be stiff as a board in cold black plastic
he foxed himself through the gates of hell
rot propagandist rot rot well.

A civilian's caught in laser sights,
an M16 shuts out his lights,
seems GI joe just made an error
but what's one more raghead in the war on terror
but later back in the victim's home
his kids will cry and his wife will moan
and his brothers and cousins make their vows
it's ten of them for one of ours
it's an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
and none of our leaders tell the truth
for they feed their power on the public's fear
and they march lock step with the profiteer
they're leading their people to the gates of hell
rot lying leaders rot rot well

the men who run the war machine
are rarely heard and seldom seen
but behind the bloody battlefield tableau
they pull the strings that play the puppetshow
for all that death brings in the dollars
fat profits flow from wartime horrors
with cluster bombs and DU shells,
these boardroom devils make modern hells,
for they get rich while others rot
they're paid to play the patriot
but when these suited monsters meet their maker
I hope he straps them to the body breaker
and one by one their bones he'll crack
and tear them limb from limb upon the rack
And their screams will be heard from the depths of hell
Rot death merchants, rot, rot, rot well!

All the people you have seen in this photographic collection are strict vegetarians.
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