Wage Love

by Fred Gillen Jr

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about

The call went out across the underground. Occupy! I fittingly found myself occupying not Wall Street but a small city called Findlay, Ohio, a big hurricane called Sandy, my local military base, and a street corner in Beacon, New York. Along the way I got re-aquainted with America, warts and all. I fell back in love with my country and got angry again. It inspired me to pick up this record and finally finish it. Whatever else you do, keep waging love wherever you can! It works!

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released January 27, 2015

All songs were written by Fred Gillen Jr. ©2015 Fuel For The Revolution (BMI)

Produced, recorded, mixed, and mastered by Fred Gillen Jr at Woody's House, Croton -on- Hudson, NY.

Musicians:
Fred Gillen Jr. sang and played acoustic and electric guitars, bass guitar, glockenspiel, drums, beat box, washboard, djembe, and tamborine

Laura Bowman sang on tracks 1,2, 5, 10, 11

Paul J Magliari played drums on tracks 1,2, and 10

Matt Turk played mandolin on tracks 2 and 3 and sang on tracks 1, 3, and 5

All photos except the "People Over Profit" one were taken by Tom Kristich, Croton -on- Hudson, NY

Cover design was done by Jeffry Braun, SuperMozo Studio, who also named the album

Dedicated to my Mom, who taught me how to love unconditionally and who always supported my music, whether she agreed with it or not, and whether or not she thought it was any good.

With gratitude to Peg, my sisters, Pete Seeger, Koji Mabuchi, Hot Rod Pacer, Tribes Hill, the kids who do the bake sales at the Peekskill Middle School when I go there to vote, and most of all YOU for listening to these songs.

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Fred Gillen Jr Peekskill, New York

NYFA grant recipient Fred Gillen Jr has released nine full-length albums, and has toured all over the U.S. and Europe. His songs have been featured on ABC's "All My Children," NPR's "Car Talk," CMJ's Comp, and in 2012 his version of Woody Guthrie's "I Ain't Got No Home" was featured on "Pete Remembers Woody," a collection of Pete Seeger's spoken stories about Woody Guthrie. ... more

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Track Name: Walking Down That Freedom Highway
I'm walking down that freedom highway
I'm walking down that freedom highway
I'm walking down that freedom highway
taking my time, taking my time

if you run they get suspicious
if you run they shoot you down
you've got to walk, your head held high
when you're freedom bound

I'm walking down that freedom highway
I'm walking down that freedom highway
I'm walking down that freedom highway
taking my time, taking my time

if you fight then they will beat you
if you fight then you will die
you've got to stand and speak the truth
if you're freedom bound

I'm walking down that freedom highway
I'm walking down that freedom highway
I'm walking down that freedom highway
taking my time, taking my time

if you complain, no one will listen
if you complain no one will care
you've got to work, and do what's right
if you're freedom bound

I'm walking down that freedom highway
I'm walking down that freedom highway
I'm walking down that freedom highway
taking my time, taking my time
Track Name: Election Day
As the truth hides in darkened doorways
politicians take the stage
and the people desperately believe in the champion of their choosing

the rain falls down, a flood ensues
pneumonia finds the hiding truth
no hospital will treat her
so silently she dies

look beyond the lighted stage
deep into your secret rage
don't believe the pretty words of
men who come to fool you
they will fool you

legends born of circumstance
nothing to lose, you take a chance
the truth may die in oblivion
but her story will be told

in whispered tones in secret rooms
the people shine a light on doom
movements spring from desperation
shared in darkened basements

look beyond the lighted stage
deep into your secret rage
don't believe the pretty words of
men who come to fool you
they will fool you

waking on election day, ready to do my part
head full of misinformation but hope in my heart
walking with my neighbors down to the middle school
but as we line up to pull the lever, money changes hands forever
deals are made and empires built and we are none the wiser

as the truth puts up her final fight
someone grasps at what is right
and finds the words to help the truth
to finally overcome

look beyond the lighted stage
deep into your secret rage
don't believe the pretty words of
men who come to fool you
they will fool you
Track Name: Ghost Of Joe Hill
Joe Hill stood on an empty box
in the squares and on the docks
trying to organize the men
'cause you've got power if you've got friends

Joe Hill, Joe Hill
your ghost is in us all
Joe Hill, Joe Hill
in every worker standing tall

The salvation Army band showed up
with trumpets and tubes to shut Joe up
to drown him out they played real loud
and when they were done they dispersed the crowd

Joe Hill, Joe Hill
your ghost is in us all
Joe Hill, Joe Hill
in every worker standing tall

Joe was discouraged but he wouldn't quit
he had an idea and he worked on it
he wrote and he wrote and he learned to sing
songs of his struggle to the square he'd bring
to the tunes of the salvation army band
simply so the people could understand
he sang the words of organization
and they were repeated all over the nation
augmented by trumpets and tubas they rang
the message grew stronger as the people sang
the workers organized and fought
and the country was changed forever

Joe Hill, Joe Hill
your ghost is in us all
Joe Hill, Joe Hill
in every worker standing tall
Track Name: Fall Down
Malcolm said the chickens would
come to roost and now there's proof
the farce election hit home with
the dust in New York City
they heard the echoes ringing
in Iraq, Iran, Afghanistan
but they're accustomed to the din
whereas we've lived in sin
we all fall down
we always hit the ground
some hit running some just hit
but we all fall down
I grabbed my gun and hit the street
'cause there's no glamour in retreat
false honor calls the sleeping
as prayer calls the righteous
the bombs arrived before the ink
had dried on any paper
paving the way for endless war
a one-way road
we all fall down
we always hit the ground
some hit running some just hit
but we all fall down
how far will we go before admitting our mistakes?
when the ashes of our brothers
make it hard to see our wake
the road we've paved leads us away
from fixing what we've broken
and now that path's not safe because of
the beast that we've awoken
Track Name: Cost Of War
the cost of war
can't be figured in dollars
the cost of war
can't be fathomed with sense
the cost of war
cannot be paid forward
for every generation
it leaves only debt

the cost of war
you can find it in wards
of VA hospitals
trying to get home

the cost of war
is counted in families
mothers and fathers
who will never come home

the cost of war
isn't honor or duty
these things thrive
in the people who fight
the cost of war
isn't in the proving
of what is fair
or what is right

the cost of war
is starving in doorways
at the edges of cities
strewn with rubble and blood

the cost of war
if it could be counted
would make us stop fighting
and surrender our guns

the cost of war
the cost of war
the cost of war what are we fighting for?
the cost of war what are we fighting for?
Track Name: The American Dreamer
The American dreamer
finally slips into deep sleep
his rapid eye movie over
this land ominously silent
black ribbons rippling
cobblestones shining
like crooked teeth through the gaps
the last gasp of gasoline
unnoticed in the night
all is quiet on the western hemisphere
The End
a gentle fade to black
Track Name: Killing Machine
They decorated me ceremoniously, the governor was there and 3 generals too
I got my medals, I was on TV, but now what am I supposed to do?
‘cause there is no job for a killing machine back here in civilization
the army said they’d train me and give me a skill,
then they gave me a gun and sent me to kill
and now I’m home, but there is no home
for a newly retired killing machine

and nobody wants to hear my story
now the war is over and they want to forget
but how can I forget the people I killed and the friends I’ve lost?

So I walked into my bar unceremoniously, I was a regular here not so long ago
But now to some I’m a bit of a celebrity and to the rest I’m just a jar-head, a G.I. Joe
I buy a couple rounds but it ain’t the same, I’ll never again be one of the guys
So I sit at home and watch TV and try to forget what I know I can’t
There’s no escape, and no reprieve
For a newly unemployed killing machine

and nobody wants to hear my story
now the war is over and they want to forget
but how can I forget the people I killed and the friends I’ve lost?

They arrested me ceremoniously, they read me my rights like a reading at a mass
I’ll get 3 square meals and an orange jumpsuit,
but at least I will no longer be out on my ass
I’ll make dog-tags and license plates- the irony, I’ll take orders again like I did before
They say I can take classes and learn a trade, I’ll lift weights and drink cool aid
But there’s no honor to be had in this place
For a newly incarcerated killing machine

and nobody wants to hear my story
now the war is over and they want to forget
but how can I forget the people I killed and the friends I’ve lost?

Killing machine
I guess I’ll always be a killing machine
I don’t want to be a killing machine
Track Name: Occupy Your Own Mind
When he was in school they told him he could be anything
even the President of these United States
one day he realized this was a lie
he never got over it or other lies they told him
confusion blinded him
empty words were ringing
so he ran fast and straight to nowhere

occupy your own mind
take it back, take it back
don't believe the lies
no matter who told them

when she was a girl they told her
certain things she couldn't be
she dreamed about biology
but believed what she was told
at 65, retired
being a grandma was
the one thing she could have and hold

occupy your own mind
take it back, take it back
don't believe the lies
no matter who told them

we lie to our children
we pretend and we amend
then we wonder why they struggle
we wonder why they doubt
so many deceptions we could do without
if we just had the courage to be real
Track Name: We The People
The declaration of independence
said God created us
equal in his eyes
with certain basic rights
that can't be compromised
that you get for being human
and therefore equal in his eyes

We the people equal in God's eyes
we the people equal in God's eyes

our constitution
also starts with the word we
it lists no exceptions
it includes everybody
if anyone is missing
there is space to write them in

we the people equal in God's eyes
we the people equal in God's eyes
we the people, beautiful and strong
we can't change the past but we are the future if we try
we the people equal in God's eyes

People are hope machines
Woody Guthrie wrote that
the money changers still own the world
but here we are gathered in this place
singing songs of hope and peace
in voices torn by grief
who really runs things here
if you really think about it?

we the people equal in God's eyes
we the people equal in God's eyes
we the people, beautiful and strong
we can't change the past but we are the future if we try
we the people equal in God's eyes
Track Name: I Dreamed I Saw Pete Seeger
I dreamed I saw Pete Seeger
he was standing on a hill
singing to the moon and clouds
the world was cool and still

there was not a soul around
to hear his freedom song
no one to carry on the tune
after Pete was gone

old Peter didn't shed a tear
did not complain or cry
he slowly walked down that high hill
and turned his face from the sky

he found some folks who'd listen
in the classrooms and the streets
he sang his song for anyone
and everyone he'd meet

soon his song was everywhere
in the air like oxygen
when Peter climbed up that high hill
it rang and called him down
when Peter climbed up that high hill
it rang and called him down
Track Name: Sing Sing Sing (download only)
We're gathered here tonight G 

to do a sacred thing D

sing sing sing, sing sing sing C G Am, C G Am

sing sing sing, sing C G Am, G

It says in the Bible somewhere G D

that singing is praying times two C G

and whenever angels show up G D

it always seems that's what they do C G

We're gathered here tonight

to do a sacred thing

sing sing sing, sing sing sing

millions of pilgrims every day

visit Mecca and I've heard it said

when you hear their song 
millions singing all at once

it's a sound you'll never forget

We're gathered here tonight

to do a sacred thing

sing sing sing, sing sing sing

the Navajo and Cherokee

Lakota and Cheyenne

Shawnee, Pawnee, Crow and Cree

all have one common thread

beside the one Great Spirit and the one Mother Earth

they all raise their voices for all that they are worth

We're gathered here tonight

to do a sacred thing

sing sing sing, sing sing sing