Propagandhi - Resisting Tyrannical Government (Different Studio Version) lyrics

Why don't we all strap bombs to our chests? And ride our bikes to the next G7 picnic Seems easier with every clock tick But whose will would that represent? Mine, yours, the rank and file, our better yet The government? But I don't want to catalyze, synthesize The second final solution Don't want to be the Steve Smith of the revolution Here's an easy an*logy, we're the Oilers The World Bank, the Flames Two minutes remain in the seventh game Of the best of 7 series Jesus saves, Gretzky scores The workers slave, the rich get more One wrong move, we risk the cup Play the man, not the puck Why don't we plant a mechanic virus And erase the memory Of the machines that maintain this capitalist dynasty? And yes, I recognize the irony The system I oppose affords me the luxury of biting the hand that feeds That's exactly why privileged f**s like me should feel obliged to whine and kick and scream Until everyone has everything they need