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letra de declaration of war on the postmodernists - dane bachman

[intro]
but finally the time has at last now come
when i can’t run from this man i’ve become
so i’ll stop having fun and i’ll stop being young
now i’ll never be done, so just cue the drums

[verse 1]
so you ask my beliefs like i’m some jack-ss
with the only ideas any man has ever had
like you don’t care at all about the message that i preach
cause you’re a bl–dy leech sucking on the teat
of the government elite cause you’re too f-cking lazy
or just too f-cking crazy
to take responsibility for the dirty life that you motherf-cking lead
so you’re gonna blame me for your shortcomings?

[verse 2]
so you might be alone or you might be broke
but there’s a job around the corner and they’re hiring you know
so get the h-ll up off the couch
stand up straight, fix your slouch
stop blaming all your d-mn problems on the system
shut up and listen, hear everything you’re missing
you listen close enough you’ll hear the human condition
all around around the globe are people dying in droves
they succ-mb to starvation in nations based in
poverty and murder, dying in the third world
kids decapitated, homes dilapidated
cultures eradicated, news all fabricated
so be thankful that you live where you do
i’ll admit that this country’s a bit twisted
in the way that we all live
phones in our faces, singing the praises
of a god that treats some of us so bad

[verse 3]
and don’t get me started on these girls who go party
with all their father’s money then they get real h-rny
wearing only short-shorties in the club
with their fake and their vapes
out late, drunk all over the place
and a guy grabs their -ss or even makes a p-ss
he might even har-ss but without much cl-ss
and give a couple days, let the story relay
and suddenly the guy’s convicted of rape
i guess innocent until proven guilty
is not built within the laws anymore
cause if you ask for evidence or witness testaments
you’ll be labeled as a gaslighting s-xist

[spoken]
like, seriously? we can’t even question someone’s story a little?
like, are we just automatically misogynistic if we wait for evidence
before we put on a godd-mned witch-hunt and f-cking tar-and-feather somebody? like, d-mn

[chorus]
i can see it when it’s coming around the bend
and i can’t tell you where it’s going but i’ll tell you where it’s been
and you might think it’s bad for you but lemme tell you that it’s not
cause boy, you know we’re all burning together in this pot

[verse 4]
how dare you tell me what i can and can’t say
cause you can’t recognize your moral malaise?
your mind’s infected; misdirected
a postmodern hunk of subjective junk
you’re nihilistic, tribalistic
boxed in an ideology of mystics
gazing at the world in the reflection of a bong;
enlist the youth to sing your abstract song
i don’t know how you float through life without any meaning
cause you think meaning’s cheesy
you’d rather opt for hedonic sh-t cause it’s easy
well here’s a tip: wash your f-cking man-bun; you’re greasy
find a purpose, stop being worthless
life is beautiful from having kids to your first kiss
before you know it you’ll be under the ground
and your legacy will linger long after you’re around
so find someone or something or someplace that you love
and cling to it while you can, cause there’s nothing up above
so when you come to die you think at least i cared
and i’d love to keep singing but my lungs are out of air

- dane bachman

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