You really like all of those protest songs
But you don't sing your own
'Cos your words are all wrong
Everybody's got a point of view
But that don't suit you
In your posh London bedroom
Keep it safe but keep it around three
Make the chorus big, before you hit 30
Espouse the greats but stay average at best
Do those songwriting tests
Hope the judge is impressed
Like the safety dance
But you sing it
Like doing research except you wing it
Take the credit but never give it
But a key change?
Be sure to bin it
Whatever happened to the protest song
It was there all along
Just need to shine your torch on
Away from privilege and extreme greed
It's just what we need
Like free health, education.
Sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it
Say it, say it, say it
Sing it, say it, you said it
I'm sorry. You promise?
I'm sorry. You promise?
I'm sorry. You promise?
I'm sorry. You promise?
