Coming of age during the plague
Of Reagan and Bush
Watching capitalism gun down democracy
It had this funny effect on me
I guessI am cancer
I am HIV
And I'm down at the blue Jesus
Blue cross hospital
Just lookin' up from my pillow
Feeling blessedAnd the mighty multinationals
Have monopolized the oxygen
So it's as easy as breathing
For us all to participateYes they're buying and selling
Off shares of air
And you know it's all around you
But it's hard to point and say "there"
So you just sit on your hands
And quietly contemplateYour next bold move
The next thing you're gonna need to prove
To yourselfWhat a waste of thumbs that are imposable
To make machines that are disposable
And sell them to seagulls flying in circles
Around one big right wingYes, the left wing was broken long ago
By the slingshot of cointelpro
And now it's so hard to have faith in
AnythingEspecially your next bold move
Or the next thing you're gonna need to prove
To yourselfYou want to track each trickle
Back to its source
And then scream up the faucet
'til your face is hoarse
'cause you're surrounded by a world's worth
Of things you just can't excuseBut you've got the hard cough of a chain smoker
And you're at the arctic circle playing strip poker
And it's getting colder and colder
Every time you loseSo go ahead
Make your next bold move
Tell us
What's the next thing you're gonna need to prove
To yourself
Songwriters
ANI DIFRANCOPublished by
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