Propagandhi — Resisting Tyrannical Government lyrics

Why don't we all strap bombs to our chests and ride our bikes to the next g-7 picnic? It seems easier with every clock tick. But whose will would that represent? Mine? Yours? The rank-and-file's? Or better yet: the government's? But I don't want to catalyze or synthesize the second final solution. I don't want to be the steve smith of the revolution. Do you see the analogy? We're the oilers. The world bank- the flames! And just 2 minutes remain in the 7th game of the best of 7 series! Yeah, jesus saves! Gretzky scores! The workers slave. The rich get more. One wrong move and we risk the cup. So play the man, not the puck. Why don't we plant a mechanic virus and erase the memory of the machines that maintain this capitalist dynasty? And yes, I recognize the irony that the very system I oppose affords me the luxury of biting the hand that feeds. But that's exactly why priviledged fucks like me should feel obliged to whine and kick and scream- until everyone has everything they need.
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