Propagandhi - Comply/Resist lyrics
[Propagandhi - Comply/Resist lyrics]
Circa 1992, Hitchens faxed his copy through
"As Regards Columbus Day"
If you'll permit me the conceit
Of a posthumous critique i'll paraphrase:
"My colorful, exotic friend, respectable
Well-spoken unlike the rest of them
As you know, I'm color-blind
And you're a credit to your kind, your kind
This silly talk of resurgence, ceremony
Communion with an unconquered natural world
Tell me, where is your gratitude
For all we've done for you?
This paradise, Eden empire, kingdom
This boundless epoch we've bestowed
Upon your savage, empty lands
Of course mistakes were made
But as far as human progress goes
Welcome to a slightly higher plane
Of innovation and opportunity
For your trampled communities
The treaties that we broke
The lands that we filched
The settlements put to the torch
The children we abused
All for your own good, of course
It happens to be the way
History has been made
Don't go play with a toy gun
Or change lanes without signaling
Don't comply, don't resist
'Cause it don't make no difference
Comply, resist? No difference
Resist, comply? You die
The funny names you give your kids
The silly ways you do your hair
The jungle music that you blare
We snicker and we sneer
For they do not revere
The incessant gadgetry we incessantly deploy
To incessantly extract
And incessantly destroy you don't worship us
Oh, why don't you worship us?
Resist, comply? You die"
"As Regards Columbus Day"
If you'll permit me the conceit
Of a posthumous critique i'll paraphrase:
"My colorful, exotic friend, respectable
Well-spoken unlike the rest of them
As you know, I'm color-blind
And you're a credit to your kind, your kind
This silly talk of resurgence, ceremony
Communion with an unconquered natural world
Tell me, where is your gratitude
For all we've done for you?
This paradise, Eden empire, kingdom
This boundless epoch we've bestowed
Upon your savage, empty lands
Of course mistakes were made
But as far as human progress goes
Welcome to a slightly higher plane
Of innovation and opportunity
For your trampled communities
The treaties that we broke
The lands that we filched
The settlements put to the torch
The children we abused
All for your own good, of course
It happens to be the way
History has been made
Don't go play with a toy gun
Or change lanes without signaling
Don't comply, don't resist
'Cause it don't make no difference
Comply, resist? No difference
Resist, comply? You die
The funny names you give your kids
The silly ways you do your hair
The jungle music that you blare
We snicker and we sneer
For they do not revere
The incessant gadgetry we incessantly deploy
To incessantly extract
And incessantly destroy you don't worship us
Oh, why don't you worship us?
Resist, comply? You die"