
[INTRO — SOLO, COMMANDING, WICKED GRIN, CRYSTAL-CLEAR DICTION] Tweet out from Detroit, sure we’d smile & take it up the ass. “Lake America” for the camera— hope your insurer covers Halifax. Boarding call. Off came the merch. All that Muricun courage stayed in Detroit. [FIDDLE SNAP — BAND IN] [VERSE 1 — FORWARD, MOCKING] Muricun exceptionalism— same old barroom sneer. One joke past funny from a face full of beer. We’ll pour you one anyway. Polite was never permission. Neighbour never meant possession. You mistook welcome for submission. [CHORUS — FULL DRIVE, FIDDLE & DRUMS] Canada’s not your lifeboat, not your spare democracy. You can wreck your own republic— don’t hand the bucket north to me. Democracide works cheapest when the crowd does it for free. We’ll pull people from the water. We won’t tow your empire. [VERSE 2 — QUICK, SARCASTIC, PRECISE] You like foreigners useful. Brilliant, grateful, cheap. Canadians do the homework while you give the victory speech. Write the movie. Score the picture. Run the lab. Debug the code. Borrow everybody’s genius, stamp the harvest “homegrown.” Cultural parasite— every screen becomes a host. Seep through global media, then call saturation “choice.” Fruit & copper, oil & labour, talent feeding every trade. Stand on half the hemisphere, then call yourself self-made. [VERSE 3 — TIGHTER, ANGRIER, NO SLOWDOWN] Treaties with First Nations— binding till the ore is found. Then good faith becomes a footnote when the money’s underground. Farther south, when votes get awkward, corporate patience wears thin. School of the Americas— train the strongmen, call it discipline. WHINSEC on the letterhead. Same convenience, cleaner brand. Who gets treated like a person when their land is in demand? Coups become “stability.” Extraction becomes “trade.” Democracy turns optional when contracts need to be made. [BRIDGE — HALF-TIME, VOICE FORWARD, DEEP DRUM PULSE] The Americas were never yours alone— Arctic down to Patagonia: whole peoples, not scenery. Human rights that stop at borders aren’t human rights at all. Don’t sell freedom overseas, then ration it next door. [FIDDLE RUN — FULL DRIVE RETURNS] [VERSE 4 — WHOLE-STEP LIFT, BRIGHTER, DEFIANT] Wanted Canada useful, quiet, grateful, second chair. Now your best & brightest head north— we still fund the work up here. Keep the lab lights burning. Let the evidence have its say. Bring the science. Bring the medicine. Bring the brains you scared away. Carney put the billions down. Fund the work & let it thrive. You wanted us subservient— now your best can work worldwide. We don’t need to own their brilliance. Fund the work & let it spread. If the cure helps everybody— good. That’s what science is for. [FINAL CHORUS — ORIGINAL KEY, FULL PUB BAND, ROUGH RESPONSES] Canada’s not your lifeboat, not your spare democracy. You can wreck your own republic— don’t hand the bucket north to me. Democracide works cheapest when the crowd does it for free. We’ll pull people from the water. We won’t tow your empire. [OUTRO — BAND CUT, SOLO VOICE, HARD STOP] Your democracy is yours to save. This one is mine.
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