From: name1.name2@telia.com
"Ron Seiden" wrote in message
news:r2MHh.727$7f.523@trndny08...
> Back in the early/mid 1960s there were many of what I call "clean cut
folk
> groups" -- generally named things like The [ ] Trio, The Four [ ]s,
etc. In
> the same time period, alienation was a popular topic, producing songs
like
> "Little Boxes". During this period there was a very haunting song put
out by
> one of these wholesome male quartets (I *think* it was a quartet) and
all I
> know of it is the refrain: "The houses have no numbers. The streets,
they
> have no names. The people have no faces. And the children play no
games."
> Last time I heard it was on the radio back in college somewhere around
> 1967-69, and the DJ seguéd right into the next song without ever
mentioning
> the name of the song, the group or anything else identifying (much to
the
> aggravation of my roommate & me, who were the only two people I ever
knew
> who knew of the song).
> Can anyone help me identify the song, its composer, the group that
recorded
> it, or anything else that might lead me to securing a copy of it? I'd
like
> to find it before I die (not the least to prove to people that I'm not
> completely nuts).
No idea. All I found on the net was somebody quoting more of the lyrics,
without any other info:
We are the gears, we are the engines. We are the oil that keeps us
moving. We are the glass that they see through, we are the cowboys and
the injuns. They send us off, to fight THIER WARS, and give us
television. We are the cogs, we are the wheels, they want us all to keep
on moving. We pay their prices, we play their games, ride their buses,
ride their trains. And all to keep THEM, rich and safe and sane with
their provisions. They want us in their churches, synagogues and
temples. They want us all to lead by their example. The people have no
faces, the streets have no names, the houses have no numbers, the
children play no games.
Alan
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