Apparently I'm a "P.C. Facist" Songtext

von Propagandhi

Some of my otherwise brilliant and productive friends
Like scoundrels and their flags take final refuge in
Character assassinations
Ignore the issue and deny the relation between our consumption and brutality
And you can roll your eyes and marginalize me
And play on insecurities
And you can feign ignorance, but you're not stupid, you're just selfish
And you're a slave to your impulse
And I kind of thought we all shared common threads
In that we gravitated
Here to challenge the conventions we've been fed
By cultures that treats creatures like machines
And if you buy that shit then how long 'till it's me
Who serves as your commodity?
Through institutionalized violence and oppression of workers and women raped by sexism
And do you still insist on feigning indignance to reason?
To collective self-interest?
I'll call you on your shit
PLEASE CALL ME ON MINE
Then we can grow together and make this shit-hole planet better in time
So why not consider someone else?