Cancel Freedom ft. Patrick MacDonald Lyrics

Don't you dare look down on me

You don't want to know about suffering

When I sing for a world that could be

You say that it's futile to change a thing

Sit back in your chair

With the apathy stare

And believe so strongly in nothing

You loved seeing The Clash in the 70s

But look what happened when you got yourself a mortgage and a family

If Strummer were making waves today

I'd no doubt hear you say

That bloody do-gooder's a pinko and a commie

It's "cancel culture" when you disagree

But if it aligns with you then it's freedom of speech

You won't be caught out by those deceptive mouths

But continue to smirk

At those languishing in the dirt

Oh this world is so complex

But your attention span's less than 5 minutes

All that education

Worldwide access to information

You've squandered it

On the mental gymnastics

Picking apart the semantics

Don't you dare look down on me

When I sing for a world that could be

Don't you dare look down on me

When that smug, stiff upper lip

Is wrapped around a polished boot tip

Deep in the sand

Screaming that we wanna cancel freedom

So long as you're on the winning tribe

Who cares about anyone's right to life

When you fall so short of seeking any truth

You pick out the lies most convenient to you

To perpetuate a brittle worldview

You have so little at stake

It's easy to pretend everyone else's problem is fake

Comprehending the facts

It seems is too much to ask

The sound bites relieve your fear

But it's so much more complicated than that

Why is it all you achieve

Are the tears of those who disagreed?

But when it comes your turn to cry

There'll be someone better off who laughs

Suck it up and get it by

Yet even as everything you've worked for goes down the drain

You'll still find people less fortunate than you to blame

How did you think that this world ever changed

If every person stepping up to make a difference were all the same?

Don't you dare look down on me

When I sing for a world that could be

Don't you dare look down on me

When that smug, stiff upper lip

Is wrapped around a polished boot tip

Deep in the sand

Screaming that we wanna cancel freedom

The billionaire you'll never be is the one true God

You're closer to the streets that you'll ever know

As you dismiss these politics as just for show

Won't you realize

When you screech don't politicise

It's just another excuse to throw the blinkers on your eyes…?

Bathe in that sweet cognitive dissonance

Buying into every manufactured culture war

Hiding behind your picket white fence

Spitting on everything you used to stand for

A world at your feet yet refusing to learn

As ordinary people are risking their lives

Watching two generations burn

Freedom is canceled: I'm all right Jack, I've got mine

Cancel freedom