Текст песни Apparently, I'm a "P.C. Fascist" (Propagandhi) с переводом

Some of my otherwise brilliant and productive friends

Like scoundrels and their flags take final refuge in

Character assassinations

Ignore the issue and deny the relation between our consumption and brutality

And you can roll your eyes and marginalize me

And play on insecurities

And you can feign ignorance, but you’re not stupid, you’re just selfish

And you’re a slave to your impulse

And I kind of thought we all shared common threads

In that we gravitated

Here to challenge the conventions we’ve been fed

By cultures that treats creatures like machines

And if you buy that shit then how long 'till it’s me

Who serves as your commodity?

Through institutionalized violence and oppression of workers and women raped by

sexism

And do you still insist on feigning indignance to reason?

To collective self-interest?

I’ll call you on your shit

PLEASE CALL ME ON MINE

Then we can grow together and make this shit-hole planet better in time

So why not consider someone else?

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