They told me words are violence, so I guess I'm pretty tough 'Cause your list of things that I can't say is never long enough You're fighting for the climate with a paper straw in plastic Your logic's so elastic, it's borderline fantastic You want to save the planet, but you can't define a woman I'm the common-sense-rebellion, you never saw me comin' So go on back to your drum circle, and your gluten-free commune 'Cause the real world's spinning to a very different tune