Whistleblower's Manifesto: Songs for a New Revolution

by Rachael Kilgour

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Kilgour sings about love and family well, but most compelling are her songs about human nature, societal shortfalls and our own potential to create change. “Whistleblower's Manifesto”, is a three-song EP jam-packed with her newest, most thought-provoking pieces. Kilgour plans to promote the recordings with a tour during the spring of 2013.

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released February 19, 2013

Rachael Kilgour - Guitar and Vocals
Adeline Wright and Haley Bonar - backup vocals
Jeremy Hanson - Drums
Jake Hanson - Bass and Guitar
Recorded at Humans Win! with Lance Conrad

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Track Name: He'll Save Me
HE'LL SAVE ME

I've got my head on what the bible said
I let the bible set me free
and you've got your heart in the devil's hands
and in your pagan misery
And don't it feel lonely
to know you'll never be holy
We've got room enough only
for the ones who don't ask tough questions

CHORUS:
No matter what I do He'll love me
Whatever I say He'll save me
As long as I pray I know I'll get my way
When it comes the judgement day
It's not hard, it's easy
I don't have to be nice, I know he forgives me
Jesus Christ, who do you think you are?
Telling me I've gone too far

I earned this life I climbed to corporate heights
Working and living by His word
A three-car garage and my weekly massage
I only take what I deserve
But see the mothers on welfare?
Think I should pay for their healthcare?
DOn't you think I know better
than to hand out rewards to beggars

CHORUS
Don't you know that I'm a Christian?
Can't you see that I'm a Christian?
When you die you'll all be wishin'
You'd been a God-fearin' Christian


She's going to hell another fetus killed
The Lord's commandments say it's true
But God bless my son as he aims his gun
at the cursed Afghani fool
A husband and a father
with a loving wife and daughter
But soldiers never falter
When defending there God and Country

CHORUS
Don't you know that I'm a Christian?
Can't you see that I'm a Christian?
When you die you'll all be wishin'
You'd been a God-fearin' Christian
Track Name: In America
One by one we fall in line
To reach for the precious prize
To the promised land singing yes we can
Stomachs bigger than our eyes

It's yelled out loud and it's murmured low
There's a chance for you and me
To have all we dreamed and even more it seems
That's the curse of liberty

Welcome to America: the land of the rich and free
Where hard work gets rewarded
And the money grows on trees
Well it's rags to riches baby
That's our story and we're sticking to it
If you don't make it big
You can't claim the game was rigged
'Cause in America
You manifest your own destiny

So stack the deck and deal a hand
And if your daddy's rich
Every card you hold will be turned to gold
For a white man and his tricks
And you'll stop to think as you comb your hair
And straighten out your tie
How the bottom few could be privileged too
If they'd buckle down and try

Welcome to America the land of the rich and free
Where hard work gets rewarded
And the money grows on trees
Well it's rags to riches baby
That's our story and we're sticking to it
If you don't make it big
You can't claim the game was rigged
'Cause in America
You manifest your own destiny
In America
They say the rest is history

Tunnel vision makes you stronger
Narcissism is the way to get ahead
Don't you ever stop to wonder
About the ones you had to pay to make your bed

Ninety-nine we fall behind
While one fool takes the prize
But we won't stay down forever
See it twitching in our eyes
A revolution is on its way
And there's no way to hide
All the earnings that you've stolen
All your greed and all your pride

Welcome to America
The land of the filthy free
Where hard work gets you no where
And the money is diseased
Well, rags to riches baby
That's a tall tale, but we're sticking to it
'Cause if you make it big
And even if the game was rigged
In America
You manifest your own destiny
In America
They say the rest is history