Songs & Lyrics

We're Back, We're Mad, We're Singing (single)

03:52
John Dodge
02/10/2017

Lyrics

 

If I could speak to those in power, I’d say

Check your wristwatch, note the hour

‘Cause we’re out here and we’re watching you

Seems like everything you do, you manage to

Screw someone or make somebody angry

Did you learn that back in military school? 

Who convinced you that was cool?

 

Oh, but I don’t mean to stand here and just complain, it’s really not that way

‘Cause you’ve been pretty good for business,

Particularly the protest music business

Which has been moribund in this country for far too long…

 

But now we’re back, we’re mad, and we’re singing

That’s right, we’re back, we’re mad, and we’re singing

 

All the words you speak reflect on me and the American people

You’re our representative to the whole human race

So please check your raves and rants

Keep your phone in your pants and your pen in your pocket

Go out there and make us proud and stop all this fooling around

 

Oh, but I don’t mean to say that it’s all been bad, it’s really not like that

Why, you’ve brought back manufacturing,

Particularly the manufacturing of those Little Pink Hats

Artisanally knitted with sustainable wool

From sheep humanely raised, dyed pink with organic beet juice

The hats not the sheep—

Which are suddenly everywhere all the rage…          

 

Because we’re back, we’re mad, and we’re singing

We’re back, we’re mad, and we’re singing

 

Do you believe in the power of music to change the world? 

Songs like Lennon’s Imagine and Dylan’s Blowin’ in the Wind? 

Do you think we could go there again?

Must be a million gals and guys like me armed with voices and ideals

If you push us a bit too far, you’ll get push-back from these guitars…

 

Oh, but thank you for bringing us together, just not in the way you expected

Now we’re feeling greater and greater and greater and greater all the time…

 

Because we’re back, we’re mad, and we’re singing

We’re back, we’re mad, and we’re singing

We’re back, we’re mad, and we’re singing