Because sometimes a protester’s worst enemy is their own lack of substance – and because my generation never really got a slogan they could believe in.
I’m so sorry
I hear you have a cause again
To skip school and act the part
And max your card out
on red paint and cigarettes
Wound up and wounded
Your voice should be hoarse by noon
Your friends will be high by 3
But I’m sure your cause will be heard 5×5 by 5
And what was I ever going to be
If I’m satisfied I’m stupid
And what was ever going to please me?
If you’re not angry you’re not listening
How did I ever get born between the signs?
My God is mitichlorians now
X just ain’t divisible by me.
And I’m so sorry
I hear that you’re pissed again
I heard from a friend of a friend who read it on your journal
And you’re angry when it’s read
And you’re angry when it’s not
You’re just fighting in this war
But you’re angry that it’s fought
my friend
I’m trying to be kind
And what was I ever going to be
If I’m satisfied I’m stupid
And what was ever going to please me?
If you’re not angry you’re not listening
How did I ever get born between the signs?
Give peace a chance now
X ain’t divisible by me.
And if they don’t buy what you’re selling now
Don’t come crying back to me
I said songs should be true from the get-go
But what you are selling now
It’s girl-power and rage
from a child in the suburbs
Crying cause things
Don’t go your way
Crying cause things
Don’t go your way
Oh – I’m so sorry
I just get a bit stressed
Drinking didn’t solve it
I’m too scared for pot
coffee makes me crazy
but there’s something to be said for that
I don’t get what you’re getting
And I don’t want what you’ve got
I don’t care what you’re selling
and I don’t need what you’ve sought
Out side there’s something beautiful
Outside there’s something kind
But I’d forgotten what I’m doing here
In the midst of all your yelling
So despite my Love for RPGs
Despite my Love for you
I’m sorry but sick of all these games
We’re playing
And what were we ever going to be
If you’re satisfied you’re stupid
And what was ever going to please us?
If you’re not angry then you’re not listening
And how did I get born between the signs
No child left behind now
X just ain’t divisible by me.
© 2008 rob hinkal.
