I will not stand immersed
|
In this ultra violent curse
|
I won't let you make a tool of me
|
I will keep my mind and body free
|
|
Bye, bye, minutiae
|
Of the day to day drama
|
I'm expanding exponentially
|
I am consciousness without identity
|
|
I am many things made of everything
|
But I will not be your bank roll
|
I won't idle in your drive through
|
I won't watch your electric sideshow
|
I got way better places to go
|
|
I will maintain the truth
|
I knew naturally as a child
|
I won't forfeit my creativity
|
To a world that's all laid out for me
|
|
I will look at everything around me
|
And I will vow to bear in mind
|
That all of this was just someone's idea
|
It could just as well be mine
|
|
I won't rent you my time
|
I won't sell you my brain
|
I won't pray to a male God
|
'Cause you know that would be insane
|
|
And you know that I can't support the troops
|
'Cause every last one of them is being duped here
|
And I will not rest a wink
|
Until the women have regrouped
|
|
I am many things made of everything
|
But I will not be your bank roll
|
I won't idle in your drive through
|
I won't watch your electric sideshow
|
I got way better places to go
|
|
-----------------
|
Alla This
|
| Ani DiFranco |
