Somewhere in your wardrobe I'd be willing to bet
There's a t-shirt probably 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 as 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
[Chorus]
This is my song in defence of the fence
A little sing along, a tribute 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 Llama
He's a lovely, funny fella, he does good stuff galore
But let's not forget that back in Tibet those funky monks used to dick the poor yeah
And the bullshit line about future lives is the perfect way to stop the powerless rising up
And he tells the poor they will live again, cos he's rich now so it's easy for him to say
[Chrous]
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 pedos
Into things that give you cancer and the things that cu-ure 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 four wheel drive
Yea your dog has a bigger carbon footprint than a four wheel drive
And your dog has a bigger carbon footprint than a four wheel drive
Well so does your baby, maybe you oughta trade HIM in for a Prius
ROCK!
[Chorus]
I'm taking a stand in defence of the fence
I got a little band playing tributes to ambivalence
We divide the world into liberals and gun-freaks
Into atheists and fundies, into tee-tot'lers and junkies
Into chemical and natural, into fictional and factual
Into science and supernatural, but it's actually naturally not that white and black
You'll be
Dividing us into terrorists and heroes
Into normal folk and weirdos, into good people and paedos
Into things that give you cancer and the things that cu-ure cancer
And things that don't cause cancer, but there's a chance that 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, 00 11 - 01!
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
Cause it's not that simple.
There's a t-shirt probably 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 as 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
[Chorus]
This is my song in defence of the fence
A little sing along, a tribute 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 Llama
He's a lovely, funny fella, he does good stuff galore
But let's not forget that back in Tibet those funky monks used to dick the poor yeah
And the bullshit line about future lives is the perfect way to stop the powerless rising up
And he tells the poor they will live again, cos he's rich now so it's easy for him to say
[Chrous]
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 pedos
Into things that give you cancer and the things that cu-ure 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 four wheel drive
Yea your dog has a bigger carbon footprint than a four wheel drive
And your dog has a bigger carbon footprint than a four wheel drive
Well so does your baby, maybe you oughta trade HIM in for a Prius
ROCK!
[Chorus]
I'm taking a stand in defence of the fence
I got a little band playing tributes to ambivalence
We divide the world into liberals and gun-freaks
Into atheists and fundies, into tee-tot'lers and junkies
Into chemical and natural, into fictional and factual
Into science and supernatural, but it's actually naturally not that white and black
You'll be
Dividing us into terrorists and heroes
Into normal folk and weirdos, into good people and paedos
Into things that give you cancer and the things that cu-ure cancer
And things that don't cause cancer, but there's a chance that 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, 00 11 - 01!
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
Cause it's not that simple.