The Fence (исполнитель: Tim Minchin)
Somewhere in your wardrobe, I’d be willing to bet There’s a t-shirt proudly bearing the silhouette Of Che Guevara. He was revolutionary, yeah he wore a cool hat But behind the design I think you might find It’s not quite as simple than that. Che was a bit of a homophobe, Che was a bit of a homophobe. Che was a bit of a homophobe, Che was a bit of a homophobe. This is my song in defence of the fence little sing-along - an anthem to ambivalence The more you know, the harder you will find it To make up your mind it Doesn’t really matter if you find You can’t see which grass is greener Chances are it’s neither And either way, it’s easier To see the difference When you’re sitting on the fence Somewhere in your house, I’d be willing to bet There’s a picture of that grinning hippy from Tibet, The Dalai Lama. He’s a lovely funny fella, he gives soundbites galore But let’s not forget that back in Tibet Those funky monks used to [bad word] the poor The Buddhist line about future lives Is the perfect way to stop the powerless rising up. And he tells the poor they will live again But he’s rich now so it’s easy for him to say. I'm taking a stand in defence of the fence I got a little band, playing anthems to ambivalence We divide the world into terrorists and heroes Into normal folk and weirdos Into good people and paedos Into things that give you cancer And the things that cure cancer And the things that don’t cause cancer but there’s a chance they will cause cancer in the future We divide the world to stop us feeling frightened Into wrong and into right and Into black and into white and Into real men and fairies Into status quo and scary Yeah we want the world binary, binary But it’s not that simple And your dog has a bigger carbon footprint than a 4-wheel drive Yeah your dog has a bigger carbon footprint that a 4-wheel drive Yeah your dog has a bigger carbon footprint that a 4-wheel drive And so does your baby, maybe you oughta trade him in for a Prius Having a rant in defence of the fence Got a little band, playing tributes to ambivalence We divide the world into liberals and gun freaks Into atheists and fundies Into teetotallers and junkies Into chemical and natural Into fictional and factual Into science and supernatural But it’s actually naturally Not that white and black y’all be Dividing us into terrorist and heroes Into normal folk and weirdos Into good people and paedos Into things that give you cancer And the things that cure cancer And the things that don’t cause cancer but there’s a chance they will cause cancer in the future. We divide the world to stop us feeling frightened Into wrong and into right and Into black and into white and Into real men and faires Into parrots and canaries Yea we want the world binary, binary But the more you know, the harder you will find it To make up your mind it Doesn’t really matter if you find You can’t see what grass is greener Chances are it’s neither And either way, it’s easier To see the difference Cos it’s not that simple.