Tim Minchin - The Fence (radio single) | Текст песни

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• The Fence (radio single)

Somewhere in your wardrobe, I’d be willing to bet
There’s a t-shirt proudly bearing the silhouette
Of Che Guevara.
He was revolutionary, yeah he wore a cool hat
But behind the design I think you might find
It’s not quite as simple than that.

Che was a bit of a homophobe,
Che was a bit of a homophobe.
Che was a bit of a homophobe,
Che was a bit of a homophobe.

This is my song in defence of the fence
A little sing-along - an anthem to ambivalence
The more you know, the harder you will find it
To make up your mind it
Doesn’t really matter if you find
You can’t see which grass is greener
Chances are it’s neither
And either way, it’s easier
To see the difference
When you’re sitting on the fence

Somewhere in your house, I’d be willing to bet
There’s a picture of that grinning hippy from Tibet,
The Dalai Lama.
He’s a lovely funny fella, he gives soundbites galore
But let’s not forget that back in Tibet
Those funky monks used to dick the poor

The Buddhist line about future lives
Is the perfect way to stop the powerless rising up.
And he tells the poor they will live again
But he’s rich now so it’s easy for him to say.

I'm taking a stand in defence of the fence
I got a little band, playing anthems to ambivalence
We divide the world into terrorists and heroes
Into normal folk and weirdos
Into good people and paedos
Into things that give you cancer
And the things that cure cancer
And the things that don’t cause cancer but there’s a chance they will cause cancer in the future

We divide the world to stop us feeling frightened
Into wrong and into right and
Into black and into white and
Into real men and fairies
Into status quo and scary
Yeah we want the world binary, binary
But it’s not that simple

And your dog has a bigger carbon footprint than a 4-wheel drive
Yeah your dog has a bigger carbon footprint that a 4-wheel drive
Yeah your dog has a bigger carbon footprint that a 4-wheel drive
And so does your baby, maybe you oughta trade him in for a Prius

Having a rant in defence of the fence
Got a little band, playing tributes to ambivalence
We divide the world into liberals and gun freaks
Into atheists and fundies
Into teetotallers and junkies
Into chemical and natural
Into fictional and factual
Into science and supernatural
But it’s actually naturally
Not that white and black y’all be
Dividing us into terrorist and heroes
Into normal folk and weirdos
Into good people and paedos
Into things that give you cancer
And the things that cure cancer
And the things that don’t cause cancer but there’s a chance they will cause cancer in the future.

We divide the world to stop us feeling frightened
Into wrong and into right and
Into black and into white and
Into real men and faires
Into parrots and canaries
Yea we want the world binary, binary

But the more you know, the harder you will find it
To make up your mind it
Doesn’t really matter if you find
You can’t see what grass is greener
Chances are it’s neither
And either way, it’s easier
To see the difference
Cos it’s not that simple.

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