Cancel Culture (Ode to Greta)

Whom the gods would destroy they first make mad
It sounds like the day ... you just had
Your whirling dervishes and spinny tops
They go round and round and never stop

Time ticks away each passing day
Tomorrow comes, just like today
So trip around on the clown train
With a flask of tears to show your pain

When the whistle blows, you’re a moth to a flame
Got a monkey on your back, its how you play the game
Let’s stop the world so you can get off
Tomorrow you're cancelled ...
And then forgot

Confess your privilege, learn who to hate
Signal your virtue, its all click bait
Play the victim we tell you to, or the
Cancel Culture will come ... for you

When the whistle blows, you’re a moth to a flame
Got a monkey on your back, its how you play the game
Let’s stop the world so you can get off
Tomorrow you're cancelled ...

When the whistle blows, you’re a moth to a flame
Got a monkey on your back, its how you play the game
Let’s stop the world so you can get off
Tomorrow you're cancelled ...
And then forgot



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