Wipe That Shit-Eating Grin off Your Punchable Face - The Smith Street Band

I’ll sink slowly into cement

running round the city square

I’ve always felt a little different

now I can breath in the anger on the dirty air

grubby beauty blocked out by streets and time

painted their slogans on the silhouette of my skyline

It is not enough to be quiet on the train back home

A change is gonna come, our country’s mind can’t stay this closed

Enter the decade fearing failing and our heart starts beating in time

with the white noise and the ranting and raving, their official party line

we must respond we need a fight, decide how the destitute will survive and then

die

So wipe that shit-eating grin off your punchable face

these people are human beings that you’ll destroy and displace

when you sit in Kirribilli House and there’s no one else around do you know

just to keep your job you’re putting bodies in the ground

drowning refugees at sea, kiss babies screaming vote for me

I’ll take you to the future via the 1950s

Were we supposed to feel hope when you said you’d stop the boats?

cause that’s some fucking evil shit, politicizing killing kids, drip feeding

fear into our brains, new leader clearly insane

gonna change the culture in our cultured minds

start a war with an alibi we can justify