Barbecue Protest - Lyrics

Barbecue Protest
(lyrics by Lisa Barca)

I've been on the outside for a long time
which makes me less concerned about your approval
If my vision meets with your derision, you'll be flagged for removal.

'Cause I don't mind walking on my own
And I don't mind deleting you from my phone
We're all born and die alone anyway
Like the feeling beings we killed for food today.

So I don't want to go to the barbecue
I don’t want to go ‘cause it makes me blue
Now that you know, are we still friends?
Sorry, I can't bend.

Before you unfollow me, will you hear what I have to say.
There's nothing more hollow, see, than looking the other way
You don’t want to hear unpopular opinions
And I don’t have a megaphone or minions
I make nice, pretend it doesn't bother me, but that's another me...
The real one says:

I don't wanna go to the barbecue
I don’t wanna go ‘cause it makes me blue
Now that you know, are we still friends? ......

And I don't mind finally taking a stand.
Won't find me in ham-burglar land --- not by my dollar or my hand.

No I don't want to go to the barbecue.
I still won't want to go in a year or two!
I don't want to go to the barbecue.
And I ain't gonna show no matter what you do.
Now that you know, are we still friends?
Or is this the end?

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