Preach to the Converted - Cabbage

I be discreet and to be ugly

You think you’ve got it all right

You’re just a preacher to your monkeys

It’s time to get in line

I just think you’re lost you’ve got

time to bide in your odious algo life

You panic scream your faux war

knowledge it’s as though you impress all the time

It makes us weep to think that a comrade becomes an enemy in line

So come on then you social warrior who do you wanna fight?

Preach to the converted

Preach to the converted

Preach to the converted

Preach to the converted

I got caught up asserting my rights as some countries starve in war

Humanity is judged by its value to represent you and more

It makes us bleak to think all required is formidable respect for all

Even a double black belt social warrior doesn’t know who to brawl

Preach to the converted

Preach to the converted

Preach to the converted

Preach to the converted

Preach to the converted

Preach to the converted

Preach to the converted

Preach to the converted