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If you don't agree with all she think Can't listen to no mo' music from P!nk Used to be singing Just Like a Pill Tellin' us all they be makin' her ill Now she slingin' shit for the Pfizer bill She's a corporate mouthpiece, what a shill Sold herself out to both the big men The corporate world & the government pig pen No more Dear Mr President or My Vietnam Now she just singin' the propagandists song You ain't dancing in the video next to 50 Cent Fuck you cunt, you can get fucking bent Said you didn't want to be a stupid girl Well bitch, you fucking make us hurl Hoppin' up on the covid hype train Playin' the fucking vaccine game Pointin' tha' finga' and shouting shame Just wantin' yo' extra slice of fame Not carin' 'bout who takin' the pain We sufferin'silence takin' the blame Yeah, you and me, we ain't the same P!nk, you ain't no fucking punk You just fucking sold yourself out Eating the lies of tha' corporate lunch You proudly aligned with the government docket While keeping one hand in the corporate pocket What happened honey? You run out of money? I ain't tryin'to be funny But I ain't your fuckin' buddy You a fucking fuddy duddy All old and fucking cruddy You gettin' down and muddy With your brand new buddy Sucking Pfizer's dick for money Sista' Did you forget your roots? Did you get lost in the hype followin' them boots, Yo! They full of shit, like Cortez They all lie in their beds No more recruitment Forget about their movement The march of the oppressors Truth silenced by suppressors Half of them be university professors Tellin' us all that we be the transgressors1 Well fuck all their shit! And fuck all your hits! Imma just keep on doing my bit No fucks given 'bout how I fit I picked freedom hill, and here I sit In the Capital of BC, using my wit Tending to all of these fires we lit ***The note I posted here last night disappered. How WEIRD. Seems to be a theme with me. Can’t seem to find a place where I can just be me. Doesn’t matter what I say, doesn’t matter how I play this stupid fucking internet game. Maybe I’m just a waste of space. Just some crazy fucking head case. Maybe I should just dig my own grave like they made POWs do in the Korean War days.*** Anyhow, the entire second to last verse here was inspired by the song, Freedom, by Rage Against the Machine. I have been a big fan since 1994. Very positively influential on me. They were the first big concert I went to in Vancouver, BC at the Plaza of Nations in 1996. https://flic.kr/p/2nZ3dBK I have great admiration for their lyrical poetry and the balls required to fucking speak out about shit most other bands and people were/are too fucking scared to discuss/talk about. Footnotes |