Postcards from the Last Day on Earth - Emmeline

Oh honey, let me guess
You're just that bit distressed
The world doesn't want you and you think you're oppressed
Oh honey, let me see
The silent majority
Doesn't seem that silent to me

Where have you been
I think I'm just some ghost
In a wayward machine
Do you still dream
Do you still curse the day
That they named you Emmeline

You can stamp your pretty feet
To a vanilla four four beat
Your paranoia weaponized
The world is not as you described
Open up your eyes
Your prejudice gets monetized

Where have you been
I think I'm just some ghost
In a wayward machine
Do you still dream
Do you still curse the day
That they named you Emmeline

Oh honey, so outraged
Engineered and badly staged
It's your excuse to rabble rouse
Oh honey, let me see
You don't speak for me
I hate the hatred you espouse

Where have you been
I think I'm just some ghost
In a wayward machine
Do you still dream
Do you still curse the day
That they named you Emmeline

Where have you been
I think I'm just some ghost
In a wayward machine
Do you still dream
Do you still curse the day
That they named you Emmeline

Where have you been
I think I'm just some ghost
In a wayward machine
Do you still dream
Do you still curse the day
That they named you Emmeline

Written by:
Peter McCormick

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