And where is our revolution?

And where is our revolution?

We protested against auto-rickshaw drivers yesterday

We say

And the day before

We turned our lights off for an hour

And only last week

I donated to Greenpeace

I buy from farms that are organic

And you know farmer suicides

Don't affect those prices

So all's well with my world I say

What did you want to protest about anyway?

And where is our revolution?

We cry and wail

But voices aren't raised

Cos we're too scared

Not of the government

Not of the policemen

Or the boogeymen

But of what our neighbour will think

We're good people you see

Good sorts don't protest

They complain and they whine

THey make a little fuss

But not much

Cos they're too worried

About what the neighbours will say

And where is our revolution

In the voices upraised

Against people from the neighbouring state?

Against the Gorkha union

The refugees from Bangladesh

Who were just looking for a place to stay

In the voices of the good Marathi citizens

The denizens

Of Dadar

Who just want racial purity on the streets

Or the Kannadiga or the Tamil

Whose tunes will resonate only to the heart beats

Of their own language....

And where is our Revolution

When dal prices and onions make us weep

ANd the farmers take to the streets

Because of urbanisation

Geneticisation

Modernisation

When what the Ambanis eat

Is televised

Live

On national TV

And the starving kids

Are not news any more

NO

Now it's budget housing

Land for ever Indian man

You're supported by your local bank

You just gotta borrow a crore

Or maybe just a little more

Get in over your head

Trust your government

They're the Commonwealth

They'll play games

Learn financial jugglery

While you struggle to eat

And pay for their pleasure with your penury.

And where is our revolution?

In autorickshaw strikes and non-tv days

and let's just turn the lights off for tonight I say

We'll buy organic

and not let our taps drip

And go home feeling oh-so hip

Cos we support Greenpeace

And hate people who club baby seals to death

But reelect our government

Bring them back

Cos farmers dying

is just suicide

and onion prices

Aren't really a crisis

Did you see how high the sensex went today?

And where is our revolution?

Where are our voices?

Where is the change we want to be

Is it just drowned in the enormity

Of our daily lives

And our petty little fights

Over who got a bigger bonus

Isn't the onus on us

Or is it all just gonna be okay

Let the politicians play

What can I do anyway

I'm just one person

There's a billion more where I came from

And there's a never-ending supply

Who cares as long as I can get high

My revolution is on the brink

Of exploding with another drink

I'll go home and beat my wife

And put an end to domestic strife

And tell the children to can it

If I don't like it I can ban it

And any protests they make are useless anyway

Cos thats the way the world works

And if you don't like it you can lump it

Learn to get along

That's your theme song

You'll grow up soon

And learn before long

That protest only works in song.