Uncivil Rights

I love listening to music, so I picked a CD to listen to last night. I don't know why I chose that particular one. After listening I thought it might be divine intervention. I enjoy corresponding with the liberals. Their mindset and philosophies interest me. I thought about them as I reflected on 3 particular songs from this CD. The CD is "Pieces of Eight" by Styx. It was released in 1978.

I want your opinion, liberals and conservatives, on what the following song lyrics mean to you. I will post my own later.

I'm OK
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Eight, Skate, Seven on the Rotate!
If I could standBeside myself Would I see me or maybe someone else?
'Cause it's hard to please, Most everyone
When your spirit's got you on the run, on the run
They say do your best,But don't cause a fuss
Don't make waves be like the rest of us
But I can feel the tide is turning fast
'Cause deep inside I know that I can't last, Another day, Not another day!
'Cause I'm O.K., I finally found the person I've been searching for
I'm alright, I'm feeling good about myself and that's for sure
'Cause I believed them when they said I must do things their way,
They tried to cast me in their mold, But I just had to say,
That I'm O.K.I'm O.K. this way yes I'm O.K.
Yes I'm OK!I'm O.K., I finally found the person I've been searching for (everybody sing now!)I'm alright, I'm feeling good about myself and that's for sure (whoo!)
I'm O.K., I finally found the person I've been searching for (yahoo!)
I'm alright,I'm feeling good about myself and that's for sure
I'm O.K.. I'm feeling good about myself and that's for sure
I'm alright,I'm O.K., this way yes I'm OK!

Blue Collar Man (Long Nights)
Give me a job, give me security
Give me a chance to survive
I'm just a poor soul in the unemployment line
My God, I'm hardly alive
My mother and father, my wife and my friends
I see them laugh in my face
But I've got the power, and I've got the will
I'm not a charity case
I'll take those long nights, impossible odds
Keeping my eye to the keyhole
If it takes all that to be just what I am
I'm gonna be a blue collar man
Make me an offer that I can't refuse
Make me respectable, man
This is my last time in the unemployment line
So like it or not
I'll take thoseLong nights, impossible odds
Keeping my back to the wall
If it takes all that to be just what I am
I'm gonna be a blue collar man
Keeping my mind on a better life
When happiness is only a heartbeat away
Paradise, can it be all I heard it was
I close my eyes and maybe I'm already there

And, of course to be fair and balanced:

Pieces of Eight
It's six o'clock
Good morning sounds are everywhere
The warmth of spring, a gentle breeze blows through my hair
I hurry through my life never stopping to see
How beautiful it was meant to be
I'm just a prisoner in a king's disguise
Broken dreams as we shuffle by
It's six o'clock it's quitting time I'm done for the day
Out on the streets I overheard a lady say
We now have everything or so people say
But now this emptiness haunts me every day
We seek the lion's share never knowing why
Come alive spread your wings and fly
Pieces of eight
The search for the money tree
Don't cash your freedoms in for gold
Pieces of eight
Can't buy you everything
Don't let it turn your heart to stone

Let the postings begin!