Brenna Sahatjian
The Realist
Are we still giving in to our own slavery? Are we still working our lives away for the man who will never have to work Beyond his office fax and phone Beyond his big life built on your time and sweat which he thinks he owns? But NO NO NO Could've sworn we told you no. So LONG LONG ago How many riots incited before you are shown that we don't condone this arrangement How many lives left in ruins before we all change it and step up for humanity still reluctantly trudging through indentured slavery We're indentured via time clock We show up for work and we just take our wills off and we just do what we're told we're grateful for any small chunk of the American gold well you can leave that gold in the ground don't move the factories south or overseas but you can still shut them down We'll turn them all into free houses and schools We'll replace paying bills with the tools that we use to run it all ourselves CHORUS: How's that for naive? And how am I for an idealist? trivialize, dismiss, critique But that's just what they want you to think Letras de cancionesthat if you accept their broken world you're just a realist. And the women are still stuck in To working the same to make less than husband father brother boyfriend Some are still quoting the suffragettes They say, âCome on, women died so men could represent us! So vote, vote vote! We fought for the vote! Vote for all the good men who keep this Titanic patriarchy afloat! or you can vote for a woman who might stand a chance if she plays along if she's got enough class they might let her in... to push their phallosupremecist doctrine You have the right to choose your master Poor substitution for revolution but elections happen faster!â I'm fucking over it. I'm done condoning it. I don't want representation, they never express my kind of dissension We gotta know where we stand Not who we're supposed to write to when we make each other mad How's that for naive? And how am I for an idealist? trivialize dismiss critique But that's just what they want you to think that if you accept their broken world you're just a realist. You're just a realist. You're just a realist.
From Letras Mania