Stay Inside from Summer by Grenadiers

Throw on your boots and take a look out the door, cos it’s a wide world baby
Then run back inside and don’t go out anymore cos it’s a mean one
You don’t deserve your boredom, you don’t deserve your hunger
But every boy and girl needs a rock to hide under

Your privilege is a weapon loaded and set to stun, and keep you proud and wary
But there’s no creature comfort when the creature is numb to everything
You got no right to hatred, you got no right to fear
A dose on xenophobia makes everything clearer

Stay inside, it’s a big wide world out there and I am wholly terrified

You’re cultured because you’ve been drunk in Kuta before, you bought a Bintang t-shirt
You sent your brood of brats to get braided on the shore for fifteen bills
You got no claim to wisdom, you got no claim to culture
Urbanity’s a carcass and you are a vulture

You use ten percent of your sex drive
Five percent of your brain
Three percent of all the shit that you eat, while the rest is digested and retained
Ninety percent of your malice
One hundred percent of your doubt
One hundred and eighty percent of your income, a hole from which you’ll never climb out

And you dig, dig every day
Deeper and deeper, you dig every day

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