Paper Bodies

Paper bodies They tear so easily The wrong words in the wrong place Now I know what side you're on There are always lies made up by sycophants There are always sides and you have to be on mine Get under the flag, uniformed Now it's time you picked your battles Wait, I've barely had time to think and I'm already partisan Can't someone just tell me why we're here? Scissors cut, sellotape, sewing kit Making signs and picket lines since 1995 It's just the rules that we have made If we know who they are, echo every syllable Two tribes breathless No room for a middle ground Mute everything that I disagree with Mute everything, mute everyone There are always spies hidden amongst your friends There are always sides and you have to be on mine Schoolyard politics and picking teams Restrained debate is so old-fashioned Wait, I've barely had time to think and I'm already partisan Weakness is to change your mind Scissors cut, sellotape, sewing kit Making signs and picket lines since 1995 Look around at the vacant, violent partisans Can't you try to change your mind? Perfectly typed response, drama curated You're a thespian taunting the audience You will never change your mind