Commodified Dissent As An Act Of Resistance (Or The Many Disappointments Of The Fictional Band Of Hypocrites Known As Ultra Bono

(álbum: Just Popping In To Say Hi - 2021)

Deep down my true desire is to make myself an icon by preaching to the choir
Activism purely in double-speak
Anticapitalism is a marketing technique
Who cares about praxis when you've got the access
To some fans who all agree and still buy CDs
And want to hear songs where you shout all their beliefs
Soon I'll be at Glastonbury and on the BBC
Do you hear that thunder?
It's the sound of me speaking over another
It's the sound of pats 'til by back's red raw
As I conquer enemies made of straw
We sing about inclusivity
And toxic masculinity
Whilst me and my boys get down to our underpants and push each other to dance
We'll be a socialist band who tweet thank yous to amazon
Call ourselves feminists on stages with no women on
And when we're pressured to bring them along, you'd better bet there'll be a huge wage gap
I'll shut them out, don't touch me
I'll shut them out, don't touch me
I'll shut them out, don't touch me
I'll shut them out
Set up myself in movements when they seem usable
I'll write songs and they'll all scream "black is beautiful"
Just as a white man, I feel it's my duty
I find it narrow, you find it funny, to reaffirm their beauty
Our press-releases like to say "it's a revolution"
While we revel in being part of the music institution
Sure some time they say we're virtue signaling
I don't give a fuck, my wallet is thickening
I'll shut them out, don't touch me
I'll shut them out, don't touch me
I'll shut them out, don't touch me
I'll shut them out, don't touch me
I'll shut them out, don't touch me
I'll shut them out, don't touch me
I'll shut them out, don't touch me
I'll shut them out, don't touch me
I'll shut them out