Napalm Death - Diatribes текст песни

Bite the bit,
scream till you're blue in the face.

Nice pipe dreams
or passive revolution ?

Foot soldiers
with weapons of placards and banners.
How will they stop the rot ?

No standing to reason,
'cause reason is treason -
it doesn't seem feasible.

Lie down,
and cry all you can.
The machine rolls over you.

It just don't
seem feasible - No !

Black face to nazi -
try pleading affinity.
Hands up, boot in,
shattering the passive dream.
But is it right to tolerate
this fucked democratic process ? - No ! !

Shattering the passive dream.

Is it 'cause we like to hear
the sound of our own voice ?
Big-hearted diatribes,
just like my dilemma.
Time to return compliments,
shattering the passive dream ?