77%
6,206
Hip-Hop/Rap
77%は、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2003年2月10日にElefant TraksによりリリースされましたAn Elefant Never Forgets
メロディック度
楽曲がどれだけ明確で覚えやすいメロディを持ち、はっきりとした音楽パターンに沿っているかを示します。メロディック度が高い楽曲は、わかりやすく印象に残る楽器やボーカルラインが特徴です。
アコースティック度
楽曲が、電子楽器やデジタル合成音の代わりに、どの程度アコースティック楽器(ピアノ、ギター、バイオリン、ドラム、サックスなど)に依存しているかを示します。
ヴァランス
楽曲のハーモニーやリズムによって伝わる音楽的なポジティブ度や感情的トーンを示します。値が高いほど幸福感、興奮、陶酔などの感情を表し、低いほど悲しみ、怒り、憂鬱などの感情を表します。
ダンサビリティ
テンポの安定性、リズムパターン、ビートの強調などの要素を組み合わせて、楽曲が踊りやすいかどうかを示します。ダンス向きの楽曲は、一定のテンポ、反復的な音楽構造、強いダウンビートを持つ傾向があります。
エネルギー
楽曲の知覚される強さを示し、テンポ、音量の変化、音の密度などによって影響されます。エネルギーが高い曲は、力強いリズムや密度の高い編成を特徴とし、エネルギーが低い曲は、音の間隔が広く、テンポもゆったりとした構成になる傾向があります。
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歌詞
[Verse 1]
77% of Australians agree with John about his actions on the Tampa
What happened to the others?
The thing is to use military force against refugees
Isn't that a little overkill?
A spokesman for the line that owns the ship
Says Australian SAS troops
Are in danger of breaking the laws of piracy
Undoubtedly, this is the most popular decision
As far as the Australian public are concerned
The government's made during it's reign
The Captain, before entering Australian borders
He had sent out a distress signal
Clearly air pollution was, well it wasn't any faster coming, it was immoral
I wish that this problem were not ours
[Verse 2]
Cheers
Well, I'm left sitting here, staring into a beer
Shaking my head, at the same old loathing and fear
Stranger in my own land, can't understand
How the very word, Australian, has just been damned
I fucking hate myself, take Aussie from my name
Erase this endless shame, forever casting blame
If you don't act the same, will I destroy you?
Everyone looks the same beaten black and blue
[Verse 3]
So, I've had enough of these redneck pricks
When fact is the only real shit that sticks
Watch as I tear the very skin from my face
So I what I don't see vibrates, my deep disgrace
You're not even from here in the first place
And those who are, you wanna further debase
Nah, no more, never again whether by fist or pen
I will defend 'cause I'm at a loose end
[Verse 4]
The shattered remnants of Aussie dignity
I'm a skip, whitey, round eyes, surprise me
Use your shriveled brain to please explain
How the clever country just went down the drain
We rode the sheep's back, now the sheep ride you
If this is how it's gonna be, don't call me true blue
I denounce my ancestors, wounds still fester
If you say, it ain't so, I suggest you wake up
[Verse 5]
Wake up, this country needs a fucking shake up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake up
Wake up, this country needs a fucking shake up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake up
Wake up, this country needs a fucking shake up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake up
Wake up, this country needs a fucking shake up
Wake up
[Verse 6]
Talk back ,squawking hacks won't relax
Until Joneses and Manican laws are all acts
77% of Aussies are racist, if you're here, I'll say it to your faces
Rich redneck pricks still hold all the aces
I'll buy you a beer with a arsenic chaser
Better off dead, is that what I've said?
Tempting to take for all the blood you've shed
No doubt you're as bad as your dads and your moms
Mainstream media making me so fucking glum
Anglo reality, intellectual cavity
Channel 9 fostering prejudiced mentality
[Verse 7]
I won't be a casualty, just mention casually
I can't stand for your shit-eating bullies
Preying on peeps without a mainstream voice
Most of you stay silent but I've got no choice
[Verse 8]
Wake up, this country needs a fucking shake up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake up
Wake up, this country needs a fucking shake up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake up
Wake up, this country needs a fucking shake up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake up
Wake up, this country needs a fucking shake up
Wake up
[Verse 9]
Well, I've yelled my lungs out but to no avail
Well, I've yelled my lungs out but to no avail
Well, I've yelled my lungs out but to no fucking avail
That you're a stranger yourself, now that's the sting in the tail
[Verse 10]
Captain Cook was the very first queue jumper
It was immigrant labor that made Australia plumper
Enough is enough, whities, go pack your stuff
Don't wanna live in England? That's fucking tough
I'm sick and tired of this redneck wonderland
Most've you stay silent and I can't understand
I just can't understand
[Verse 11]
It's time for you to wake up, this country needs a fucking shake up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake up
Wake up, this country needs a fucking shake up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake up
Wake up, this country needs a fucking shake up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake up
Wake up, this country needs a fucking shake up
Wake up
Written by: The Herd

