No hatred, no violence, no starvation and no greed
And no kings, no kings,
no kings!
No lies, no bullets, no
bombs and no need
But no kings, no kings,
no kings!
No walls, no judgments,
no oppression cowerin'
To kings, no kings, no
kings!
Every colour, every
culture, every language, every creed
And no kings, no kings,
no kings!
No more dyin' in the
clutches, no more dyin' underneath
No kings, no kings, no
kings!
No more dyin' for the
causes, no one asked for, no one needs
And no kings, no kings,
no kings!
To all the dignity, the
love that they deserve and need
No kings, no kings, no
kings!
The pursuit of
happiness, the right to life and liberty
And no kings, no kings,
no kings!
No child going hungry for
there's plenty 'nough to eat
With no kings, no kings,
no kings!
May I recognize your
soul that you may see the soul in me
No kings, no kings, no
kings.
Close your eyes and
listen, so that you may truly see
No kings, no kings, no
kings.
That the killing of my
foe indeed, destroys a part of me
No kings, no kings, no
kings.
No hatred, no violence,
no starvation and no greed
And no kings, no kings,
no kings.
Jesse Welles’ "No
Kings" is a folk protest anthem advocating for a world free from
authoritarianism, greed, and war. Featuring minimalist guitar and harmonica,
the song resonates with contemporary anti-establishment sentiment, emphasizing
unity across cultures and rejecting the influence of modern "kings." It
asserts that contemporary leaders, wealthy, and powerful figures mirror the
roles of historical kings and lords, suggesting they have "wings"
(referring to a, perhaps, unnatural or fleeting nature of their power) rather
than legitimate authority. There is a harmonica, but Dylan is not there. Baez
is.
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