Gandhi Mate, Ghandi

Now I don’t know about you, but

I don’t think…
the primary purpose of your life, of my life,
and the entirety of the human race
Is just to blindly consume to support a failing economy and a faulty system
For ever and ever
Until we run out of every resource
And have to resort to blowing each other up to ensure our own survival.

I don’t think…
We’re supposed to sit by idle
While we continue to use a long outdated system
That produces war, poverty, collusion, corruption,
Ruins our environment and threatens every aspect of our health,
And does nothing but divide and segregate us,

I don’t think…
How much military equipment we’re selling to other countries,
How many hydrocarbons we’re burning,
How much money is being printed and exchanged
Is a good measure of how healthy our society is.

But I do think…
I can speak for everyone when I say…
We’re sick of this shit.

Time to mobilise, time to open eyes

We are not a quiet pocket of resistance
This is real and we cannot afford to fail
Act with persistence
“I am the established order, respect me and fear me”
Fuck you we hold no respect and when tomorrow comes
We’re gonna stamp on your head!

“See if we keep them silent; Then they’ll resort to violence; And that’s how you criminalise change.”

Yabba dabba do understand we don’t want your rules
Who you fooling son? We got all the tools we need
To build a whole new system
To correct these flaws
“Yeh like what?”
I’ve already listed them
“You’re a communist!”
“You’re a fucking utopianist!”
There come the emotive labels
But their attempt just fails
‘Cos man we’re so far out your comfort zone

We stop, think, begin to revive
Put the call out to the front line
Get the message out to the contact squad
Transmit emergency frequencies

The jigsaw starts to build piece by piece
Open their minds, transmit emergency frequencies