Friday, October 1, 2010

American Values with help from My Chemical Romance

My Chemical Romance released a new song call "Na Na Na." Besides the fact that it is amazing, the lyrics are catchy as well as eye opening to american culture. I'm gonna break down the lyrics and show all the american values.


link to Na Na NA by My Chemical Romance


Drugs                                                                    
Gimme drugs  (
Materialism)
Gimme drugs

I don't need 'em
But I'll sell what you got (
competition, future orientation, action/work)
Take the cash
And I'll keep it

Eight legs to the wall
Hit the gas
Kill 'em all
And we crawl    (p
ersonal control over the environment)
And we crawl
And we crawl                                                                                                      
You be my detonator

Love
Gimme love
Gimme love
I don't need it
But I'll take what I want
From your heart
And I'll keep it in a bag     (
materialism)
In a box
Put an X on the floor
Gimme more
Gimme more
Gimme more

Shut up and sing it with me

(Na Na Na...)
For mall security
To every enemy            (
work, competition)
We're on your property
Standing in a V formation  

(Na Na Na...)
Let's blow an artery
Eat plastic surgery    (
materialism, efficiency, informality, self-help, change seen as positive)
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation

(More! Gimme more! Gimme more!)  (
materialism)

Oh, let me tell ya 'bout the sad man
Shut up and let me see your jazz hands
Remember when you were a madman
Thought you was Batman
Hit the party with a gas can
Kiss me you animal

(Na Na Na...)
You run the company    (
competition, work, time and it's control)
F*** like a Kennedy
I think we'd rather be;

Burning your information
Let's blow an artery
Eat plastic surgery        (
materialism, efficiency, informality, self-help, change seen as positive)Keep your apology
Give us more detonation

And right here
Right now;
All the way in Battery City
Little children                              (f
uture orientation)
Raise their open filthy palms
Like tiny daggers up to heaven
And all the juvie halls

And ritalin rats
And the angels

Made from neon and f***ing garbage
Scream out "What will save us?"

And the sky opened up

Everybody wants to change the world
Everybody wants to change the world
But no one,
No one wants to die                             (
initiative, future orientation)
Wanna try, wanna try, wanna try
Wanna try, wanna try, now
I'll be your detonator

(Na Na Na...)
Make no apologies

It's death or victory
On my authority
Crash and burn
Young and loaded
Drop like a bullet shell      (
personal control over the environment)
Dress like a sleeper cell
I'd rather go to hell
Than be in a purgatory
Cut my hair
Gag and bore me
Pull this pin
Let this world explode 



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