You said we’re headed for upheaval, we’ve had it cushty up to here
As they clusterfuck the future I’m lackluster with my peers
As they carpet- bombed the capital while the ice reduced to tears
distracted by advancements, all I answered was ‘oh dear’.
I used to fancy myself as a masked anti-capitalist poster boy,
Tear gas gasping, grandstanding solider boy
Latching onto Trotsky, followed flocks of bearded men
We argued over ends and means, forgot that we were friends
squandered it with squabbles as the horrible lot got stronger
We said never again a lot but never got our shit together
Now we’re hanging on to fragments of this splintered opinion
While the right invites itself inside with no opposition
All I ask is after the fall of snowflakes melt, what is left?
What is next?- Earth evaporates in a passive mess
We’ve slumped out of function, inactive at best,
And Glass never shatters when we don’t hold our breath.

They capslocked the present till they capsized the future
a glut of abundant self-indulgent polluters
A backdrop of end times, a countdown conundrum
Do we stand to do something to curb the confusion?
They capslocked the present till they capsized the future
a glut of abundant self-indulgent polluters
A backdrop of end times, a countdown conundrum
Do we stand to do something to curb the confusion?

Do I begrudge myself for not budging an inch, right at the brink
As water rises past my eyes and land begins to sink
getting too bogged down sifting my own bullshit
to lift a finger for those born into war who live in the distance
Dip my toes into protest like a floating tourist
skip at the next flight forget to check out my white privilege
I wish good riddance to the villains who pillage our livings into winnings
who wouldn’t piss on their civilian minions if they were fire victims
But I’ve let these putrid losers off the hook to rule roost of souls
joined a long queue of excuses in an age of Push overs,
scrolled through the side-roads that divert us from the action
with platforms to downgrade passions via micromanaged tantrums
Have I ended up a moderate like my parents said I would do
In a malaise of complacency reminiscing of my youth of a
Gurevera T-shirt wearer asking why revolution’s so taboo?
and was denounced as just a phase of the haven’ t got a clues.

They capslocked the present till they capsized the future
a glut of abundant self-indulgent polluters
A backdrop of end times, a countdown conundrum
Do I stand to something to curb the confusion?
They capslocked the present till they capsized the future
a glut of abundant self-indulgent polluters
A backdrop of end times, a countdown conundrum
Do I stand to do something to curb the confusion?

We stuck an Elastoplast on the past but the wounds of the future
are wide open with polarized emotions and polluted solutions
Prize off the dried muck stuck to the ruffling of your feathers,
If fucks are not given here are we not all fucked in this failing endeavour?
And Obi one Kenobi was never gonna be your only hope
but now Labour’s pulling apart the polls by scoring at own goals
As jabbed and anti-vax clash, the fat cats have the last laugh
blagging taxed-cash via pals passing back-hander contracts
and the search engines take mentions to plunder all our thoughts
while Zuckerberg is lurking in a Meta discourse.
We ‘re too busy hurting others quirks with hyperboles on a querty,
To consider Earth turning worthless in another thirty
We succumbed to dumbness and through stupidity is hate
Though it may be fashionable to be an arsehole its not time to cull all faith
in humanity as we’ve breathed an eon and persevered through a maze
Signed, yours sincerely, a citizen, I wanna seal a better fate.

They capslocked the present till they capsized the future
a glut of abundant self-indulgent polluters
A backdrop of end times, a countdown conundrum
Do we stand to do something to curb the confusion?
They capslocked the present till they capsized the future
a glut of abundant self-indulgent polluters
A backdrop of end times, a countdown conundrum
Do we stand to do something to curb the confusion?
They capslocked the present till they capsized the future
a glut of abundant self-indulgent polluters
A backdrop of end times, a countdown conundrum
Do you stand to do something to curb the confusion?
Do you stand to do something,
do you stand to do something?
do you stand to do something?
Just something
Anything before it’s too late