If you don't like the things you see,
It's no good you berating me,
Or banging drums or singing songs,
Or throwing stones or shooting guns.
If you want to right the wrongs,
Disconnect the circuitry.
You want to fight, so cut the line.
Starve the beast, it won't survive.
Don't feed the fire,
Don't comply,
Smash the machine,
Watch it die.
They feed you lies and sow their seed.
Their power grows, it makes you bleed.
It's time to fight, but not with fists.
So starve the beast, you must resist.
They can't exist without your time,
Without your hands to help them climb.
So walk away and watch them fall,
If no one answers when they call.
Don't feed the fire,
Don't comply,
Smash the machine,
Watch it die.
Don't pay the price of endless toil,
To grease their gears and burn their oil.
The chains will break if you don't play.
It's revolution our own way.
Don't feed the fire,
Don't comply,
Smash the machine,
Watch it die.
Don't feed the fire,
Don't comply,
Smash the machine,
Watch it die.
[Copyright Stuart Clarke 2026]