Wipe That Shit-Eating Grin Off Your Punchable Face
I’ll sink slowly into cement, running round the city square I’ve always felt a little different, now I can breath in the anger on the dirty air grubby beauty blocked out by streets and time painted their slogans on the silhouette of my skyline
It is not enough to be quiet on the train back home A change is gonna come, our country’s mind can’t stay this closed
Enter the decade fearing failing and our heart starts beating in time with the white noise and the ranting and raving, their official party line we must respond we need a fight, decide how the destitute will survive and then die
So wipe that shit-eating grin off your punchable face these people are human beings that you’ll destroy and displace when you sit in Kirribilli House and there’s no one else around do you know just to keep your job you’re putting bodies in the ground drowning refugees at sea, kiss babies screaming vote for me I’ll take you to the future via the 1950s
Were we supposed to feel hope when you said you’d stop the boats? cause that’s some fucking evil shit, politicizing killing kids, drip feeding fear into our brains, new leader clearly insane gonna change the culture in our cultured minds start a war with an alibi we can justify