HELP! Ideas greatly apprecieated!

[manderlyh]

I'm working on a project for teaching a booked named The Giver by Lois Lowry. I'm trying to find some poems and songs that are related to a utopian soceity. The biggest theme of the book is that it is a dysutopian soceity.

I'm looking for a few good poems, songs, etc that would work.

I'm also doing a few days' worth of the story by Kurt Vonnegut "Harrison Bergeron."

Thanks guys!

[Atlas]

I'll have more soon:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJwxU_l9Mow...;watch_response

Working John, Working Joe

When I was a young man (as all good tales begin)

I was taught to hold out my hand

And for my pay I worked an honest day

and took what pittance I could win

Now I'm a working John and I'm a working Joe

and I'm doing what I know

for God and the Economy

Big brother watches over me

And the state protects and feeds me

And my conscience never leaves me

And I'm loyal to the unions

who protect me at all levels

And as I grew, the winds of fortune blew

and the bank smiled down upon me

And mortgaged to the hilt I threw

the breeze of caution behind me

Now I'm a working John and I'm a working Joe

and I'm good at what I know

And God and the Economy

have blessed me with equality

Now I'm equal to the best of you

And better than the rest of you

who would criticise my success

in times of national unrest

Now I own my horseless carriage

in its central-heated garage

And I commute eighty miles a day ---

up at seven to make it pay

I direct ten limited companies

with seeming consummate expertise

two ulcers and a heart disease

a trembling feeling in both knees ---

I'm a working John and I'm a working Joe

[Atlas]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mDa8U6uQddg

905

Mother was an incubator

Father was the contents

of a test tube in the ice box

In the factory of birth

My name is 905,

And I've just become alive

I'm the newest populator

Of the planet we call Earth

In suspended animation

My childhood passed me by

If I speak without emotion

Then you know the reason why

Knowledge of the universe

Was fed into my mind

As my adolescent body

Left its puberty behind

And everything I know is what I need to know

And everything I do's been done before

Every sentence in my head

Someone else has said

At each end of my life is an open door

Automatically defrosted

When manhood came on time

I became a man

I left the "ice school" behind

Now I'm to begin

The life that I'm assigned

A life that's been used before

A thousand times

I have a feeling deep inside

That somethin' is missing

It's a feeling in my soul

And I can't help wishing

That one day I'll discover

That we're living a lie

And I'll tell the whole world

The reason why

Well, until then, everything I know is what I need to know

And everything I do's been done before

Every sentence in my head

Someone else has said

At each end of my life is an open door

[Atlas]

Pink Floyd. Animals. (p)1977

3_1. Pigs on the Wing 1

3_2. Dogs

3_3. Pigs (Three Different Ones)

3_4. Sheep

3_5. Pigs on the Wing 2

3_1. Pigs on the Wing (part 1)

If you didn't care for me and I didn't care for you

We would zig zag our way through the boresome and pain

Occasionally glaming up through the rain

Wondering which of the buggers to blame

And watching for pigs on the wing

3_2. Dogs

You gotta be crazy you gotta have a real need

You gotta sleep on your toes and when you're on the street

You gotta be able to pick out the easy meet

With your eyes down

And then moving in silently down

Wind and out of sight

You gotta s.... When the moment is right

Without thinking

And after a while you can work on pourt for style

Like the club tie and the firm handshake

A ^ertain look in the eye and an easy smile

You have to be trusted by the people than you lie to

So that when they him their backson you

You'll get the chance to put the knife in

You gotta keep one eye looking over your showlder

You know it's goin to get harder and harder

as you get away

And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south

Hide your head in the sand just another sad old man

All along and dying of cancer

And when you loose control you'll reap

the harvest you have sown

And as the fear grows the bad blood slows

and tunes to stone

So have a good drown as you go down alone

Dragged down by the storm

I gotta armit that I'm a little bit confused

Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just been used

Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake

of this creeping malaise

If I don't stard my own ground how can I find my own way

out of this maze?

Deal dumb and blind you just keep on pretending

That everyone's expendable and no one has a real friend

Ind it seems to you the thing to do would be to is late

the winner

And everything's done

Under the sun

And you believe at heart everyone's a killer

Who was born in a house full of pain

Who was trained not to spit in the fan

Who was told that to do by the man

Who was broken by trained personnel

Who was bitted with colour and chain

Who was given a seat in the stand

Who was breaking away from the pack

Who was only a tranger at home

Who was ground down in the end

Who was found dead on the phone

Who was dragged down by the storm

3_3. Pigs (Three Different Ones)

Big man pig man ha ha sharade you are

You well heeled big wheel ha ha sharade you are

And when your hand is on your heart

You're nearly a good laugh, almost a joker

With your head down in the pig bin

Saying "Keep on diggin"

Pig staing on your fat chin

What do you hope to find?

When you're down in the pig mine

You're nearly a laugh

But you're really cry

Bus stop rat bag ha ha sharade you are

You facked up old hag ha ha sharade you are

You radiate cold shafts of broken glass

You're nearly a good laugh

Almost worth a guick grin

You like the feel of steel

You're hot stuff with a hat pin

And good fan with a hand gun

You're nearly a laugh

But you're really cry

Hey, you, whitehouse ha ha sharade you are

You house proud town mouse ha ha sharade you are

You trying to keep our feelings off the street

You're nearly a real treat

All tight lips and cold feet

And do you feel a bused ..! ..! ..! ..!

You gotta slem the evil tide

And keep it all on the inside

Mary you're nearly a treat

But you're really a cry

3_4. Sheер

Harmlessly passing you time in the grassland away

Only dimly aware of a certain uneasy in the air

You better watch out

There may be dogs about

I've looked over Jordan and I have seen

Things are not what they seem

What do you get for pretending the dangers not real

Meek and obidient you follow the leader

down well trodden coiridors into the walley of steel

What a surprise!

A look af terminal shock in your eyes

Now things are really what they seem

No this is no bad dream

The lord is my shepherd I'll not want he maketh

me down to lie

Through pashires green he leadeth me the silent waters by

With bright knives he releaseth my soul

He maketh me to hand on hooks in high places

He converteth me to lamb cutlets

For low he has great power and great hunger

When cmeth the day we lowly ones

Through quiet reflection and great dedication

Master the art of karate

So we shall rise up

And then we'll make the buggers eyes water

Breating and bubbling I feel on his neck with a stream

Wave upon wave of demented avengers

march cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream

Have you heard a news? The dogs are dead!

You better stay home and do as you're told

Get out of the road if you want to grow old

3_5. Pigs on the Wing (part 2)

You know that I care what happens to you

And I know that you care for me

So I don't feel alone or the weight of the stone

Now that I found somewhere safe to bury my bone

And any fool knows a dog needs a home

A shelter from pigs on the wing

[Atlas]

2112 ~ Rush

I. overture

Words and music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart

And the meek shall inherit the earth.

Ii. the temples of syrinx

Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson

... the massive grey walls of the temples rise from the

Heart of every federation city. I have always been awed

By them, to think that every single facet of every life is

Regulated and directed from within! our books, our music,

Our work and play are all looked after by the benevolent

Wisdom of the priests...

Weve taken care of everything

The words you hear the songs you sing

The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes

Its one for all and all for one

We work together common sons

Never need to wonder how or why

We are the priests of the temples of syrinx

Our great computers fill the hallowed halls

We are the priests of the temples of syrinx

All the gifts of life are held within our walls

Look around this world we made

Equality our stock in trade

Come and join the brotherhood of man

Oh what a nice contented world

Let the banners be unfurled

Hold the red star proudly high in hand

We are the priests of the temples of syrinx

Our great computers fill the hallowed halls.

We are the priests of the temples of syrinx

All the gifts of life are held within our walls.

Iii. discovery

Words by neil peart, music by alex lifeson

... behind my beloved waterfall, in the little room that was

Hidden beneath the cave, I found it. I brushed away the

Dust of the years, and picked it up, holding it reverently in

My hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was

Beautiful ...

... I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn

The keys to make them sound differently. as I struck the

Wires with my other hand, I produced my first harmonious

Sounds, and soon my own music! how different it could

Be from the music of the temples! I cant wait to tell the

Priests about it! ...

What can this strange device be?

When I touch it, it gives forth a sound

Its got wires that vibrate and give music

What can this thing be that I found?

See how it sings like a sad heart

And joyously screams out its pain

Sounds that build high like a mountain

Or notes that fall gently like rain

I cant wait to share this new wonder

The people will all see its light

Let them all make their own music

The priests praise my name on this night

Iv. presentation

Words by neil peart, music by alex lifeson

... in the sudden silence as I finished playing, I looked up

To a circle of grim, expressionless faces. father brown

Rose to his feet, and his somnolent voice echoed

Throughout the silent temple hall. ...

... instead of the grateful joy that I expected, they were

Words of quiet rejection! instead of praise, sullen

Dismissal. I watched in shock and horror as father brown

Ground my precious instrument to splinters beneath his

Feet...

I know its most unusual

To come before you so

But Ive found an ancient miracle

I thought that you should know

Listen to my music

And hear what it can do

Theres something here as strong as life

I know that it will reach you

Yes, we know its nothing new

Its just a waste of time

We have no need for ancient ways

The world is doing fine

Another toy will help destroy

The elder race of man

Forget about your silly whim

It doesnt fit the plan

I cant believe youre saying

These things just cant be true

Our world could use this beauty

Just think what we might do

Listen to my music

And hear what it can do

Theres something here as strong as life

I know that it will reach you

Dont annoy us further

We have our work to do

Just think about the average

What use have they for you?

Another toy will help destroy

The elder race of man

Forget about your silly whim

It doesnt fit the plan

V. oracle: the dream

Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson

... I guess it was a dream, but even now it all seems so

Vivid to me. clearly yet I see the beckoning hand of the

Oracle as he stood at the summit of the staircase ...

... I see still the incredible beauty of the sculptured cities

And the pure spirit of man revealed in the lives and works

Of this world. I was overwhelmed by both wonder and

Understanding as I saw a completely different way to life,

A way that had been crushed by the federation long ago. i

Saw now how meaningless life had become with the loss

Of all these things ...

I wandered home though silent streets

And fell into a fitful sleep

Escape to realms beyond the night

Dream cant you show me the light?

I stand atop a spiral stair

An oracle confronts me there

He leads me on light years away

Through astral nights, galactic days

I see the works of gifted hands

That grace this strange and wondrous land

I see the hand of man arise

With hungry mind and open eyes

They left the planets long ago

The elder race still learn and grow

Their power grows with purpose strong

To claim the home where they belong

Home, to tear the temples down...

Home, to change..

Vi. soliloquy

Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson

... I have not left this cave for days now, it has become

My last refuge in my total despair. I have only the music of

The waterfall to comfort me now. I can no longer live

Under the control of the federation, but there is no other

Place to go. my last hope is that with my death I may pass

Into the world of my dream, and know peace at last.

The sleep is still in my eyes

The dream is still in my head

I heave a sigh and sadly smile

And lie a while in bed

I wish that it might come to pass

Not fade like all my dreams

Just think of what my life might be

In a world like I have seen

I dont think I can carry on

Carry on this cold and empty life

Oh...noo!

My spirits are low in the depths of despair

My lifeblood spills over..

Vii. grand finale

Music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart

Attention all planets of the solar federation

Attention all planets of the solar federation

Attention all planets of the solar federation

We have assumed control.

We have assumed control.

We have assumed control.

[Atlas]

[Atlas]

Terrorstorm, by Alex Jones.

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-8136133221213939183

[Del Zeppnile]

There was an old man from Nantucket

His ______ was so long he could _____ it

He said with a grunt, if my ear was a ______

I take my _______ and I'd ________ it.

[manderlyh]

There was an old man from Nantucket

His ______ was so long he could _____ it

He said with a grunt, if my ear was a ______

I take my _______ and I'd ________ it.

Thanks, Del.

I'm sure the kids' parents would LOVE that.

Not to mention I'd be booted out of my internship.

thus no college degree...

[Atlas]

Thanks, Del.

I'm sure the kids' parents would LOVE that.

Not to mention I'd be booted out of my internship.

thus no college degree...

That probably explains Del.

[Lake of Shadows]

I'm working on a project for teaching a booked named The Giver by Lois Lowry. I'm trying to find some poems and songs that are related to a utopian soceity. The biggest theme of the book is that it is a dysutopian soceity.

I'm looking for a few good poems, songs, etc that would work.

I'm also doing a few days' worth of the story by Kurt Vonnegut "Harrison Bergeron."

Thanks guys!

There was an old man from Nantucket

His ______ was so long he could _____ it

He said with a grunt, if my ear was a ______

I take my _______ and I'd ________ it.

Sorry Manders, I've been trying to think of something but it's hard to beat Del's.

[Atlas]

(Originally titled: Great Master of Lies)

Father of Lies

I am a master of both disinformation

And all your means of communication

A network of illusion

Lies before your eyes

Which I am in control of

As you are hypnotized

You are my willing victim

As your will I take for mine

I'll redefine your arguments

In the public eye

I'll take away your strong defense

You'll have no where to hide

As in the peoples' estimates

I'll cut you down to size

For they see as I

Will them to

And you know they do

As you do too

And you act for me

So that I can be

The architect

Of your destiny

And just who's to gain

Tell me

You or me

Now, how can that be

When we say we're free

I am not a single soul

Yet I am quite alive

The eternal evil spirit of the lie

And I've taken up my residence

Inside your twisted mind

I know you know just who I am

I know you know my evil plan

You're too weak to defy me

You're too weak to deny me

You're too weak to ever fight

For what you know is right

[I have got a horsey]

In The Year 2525 by Zager & Evans?

[marolyn]

Thanks, Del.

I'm sure the kids' parents would LOVE that.

Not to mention I'd be booted out of my internship.

thus no college degree...

pretty tough assignment for an internship isn't it???

(my daughter's class did a unit on this book last year (6th grade) and she was pretty traumatized by it...)

[Del Zeppnile]

Thanks, Del.

I'm sure the kids' parents would LOVE that.

Not to mention I'd be booted out of my internship.

thus no college degree...

Manders, if you get kicked out of school and fail, I'll let you move in with me...

... first bedroom on the left, just don't wake up the wife.

Sorry Manders, I've been trying to think of something but it's hard to beat Del's.

Kind of gets into your head doesn't it?