Sam Baardman

Lyrics

SICK SEDITION

I’m a political hobbyist
you walk in like a lobbyist
with an arms dealer shopping list
this ain’t no place for a pacifist

you’re talking the party line
you tell me everything’s in decline
I’m the paint, you’re the turpentine
you want to tell me what’s on your mind

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but this is no time for opposition
you’re stoking the long division
I’m stuck here so I just listen
you want to pour me champagne in prison
you’re telling me what is, and what isn’t
but all I see is sick sedition

I guess it’s time I get out of here
but I don’t know how to disappear
I’m just a musical balladeer
surrounded by racketeers

only a fool would take them on
I won’t be crossing the rubicon
or getting stuck in the octagon
time for me to be moving on

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BRIDGE
feel like I’m in the wrong universe
times are strange and it’s getting worse
we’ve never been here, it’s unrehearsed
I’m speeding up, I can’t find reverse

I’m so sick of your stupid jokes
it’s not just a matter of “different strokes”
not everything is a fucking hoax
you’ve swallowed everything, I hope you choke

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