
Date of issue: 28.09.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Social Contract 2.0 |
You think I haven’t gone through any hardships |
Cause I was raised in communes instead of projects? |
That’s why I’ve always had problems with the opposite sex |
Cause I was taught never to treat women as objects |
And never to treat anything simple as complex |
And vise versa |
But I can’t remember what I was taught next |
See that’s the problem with hippie kids |
They stop listening when you teach them |
Not to listen to hypocrites |
But most of us still can’t appreciate the differences |
Between civil disobedience and criminal deviance |
It’s the difference between fixing the system and pimpin' it |
Cause corruption ain’t the same as honest work |
I try to separate the pigs from police officers |
And I can see nuances |
Cause I was raised by philosophers |
But nuance isn’t popular |
And neither am I |
My whole life I’ve been trying to read between the lines |
And I’ve never been penalized for speaking my mind |
So freedom is mine |
I’m a scorpion and a libra combined |
With a fist and a peace sign on either side |
And I’m just trying to equalize |
You bomb me I bomb you |
We both bomb back |
We need a social contract |
It’s a race to the bottom |
And we don’t want that |
Trapped in constant mortal combat |
Every smoke stack’s gotta have a carbon tax |
Now, that’s a social contract |
I’m done with outlaws |
I want the laws intact |
It’s time for a social contract |
Cause sometimes freedom is violent |
It gets derailed |
The system fails whenever freedom tips the scales |
When a sadistic freak is freed from a prison cell |
Or a big business victimizes people with its sales |
Some say we need chaos |
But when a government falls |
Another one pops up |
It’s like juggling rubber balls |
We don’t need more freedom |
We need tougher laws |
Dirty energy should be double the cost |
With subsidies involved for those with no money |
It’s gonna be pretty hard to keep the show running |
If nobody believes there’s any room for change |
We need fewer cars and more commuter trains |
And new laws to make sure polluters pay |
For what they do to our food chains |
These are the changes institutions can make |
If we just use our brains |
Instead of TVs and computer games |
You bomb me I bomb you |
We both bomb back |
We need a social contract |
It’s a race to the bottom |
And we don’t want that |
Trapped in constant mortal combat |
Every smoke stack’s gotta have a carbon tax |
Now, that’s a social contract |
I’m done with outlaws |
I want the laws intact |
It’s time for a social contract |
See I’m all about change |
But I’m not about the counter culture |
Standing around with a frown and a stomach ulcer |
Making the occasional ethical purchase |
While dismissin' politics as nothing but a nest of serpents |
As soon as you’re done talking |
Try running for office |
Try becoming part of something positive |
There’s really nothing stopping us |
It’s just a problem of optics |
In the absence of reason |
There’s no illusion of freedom |
The illusion is a lack of freedom |
And we’re losing to these illusions |
But we can’t join 'em |
We have to beat 'em |
And just because I’m getting disillusioned with libertarians |
Doesn’t make me a disciplinarian |
We need different solutions for different areas |
From overfishing the oceans to carbon emission tariffs |
From the Arab militiamen |
To the American Michigan Aryans |
We need some significant barriers |
This may sound ridiculous from a kid with hippie parents |
But sometimes it’s just hilarious |
How addicted we are |
To the idea that we should never be restricted at all |
But if freedom means driving an SUV |
And never having to clean up the mess you leave |
I say we need to be less free |
I don’t expect you to agree |
But you did listen at least |
And now you’re free to take this lesson or leave it |
Peace |
You bomb me I bomb you |
We both bomb back |
We need a social contract |
It’s a race to the bottom |
And we don’t want that |
Trapped in constant mortal combat |
Every smoke stack’s gotta have a carbon tax |
Now, that’s a social contract |
I’m done with outlaws |
I want the laws intact |
It’s time for a social contract |
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