Instrumental Demo:
© Keith Pickering
Hey, have you heard the news?
The bad guys win and the worse guys lose
Kick back, crack a couple beers
You got nothin' left to do for four whole years
Yeah, son
Nowhere cozier than square one
But you gave up your leverage
Oh, gave up your leverage
O.J. and prosecco make a mighty fine beverage
Garçon, come and fill my glass
I put a check inside a box and I saved your ass
It's true
I think I've earned a brunch or two
Well, the fight's still on and we haven't quit
We're gonna get around to it
We'll just push the tsar left
Push the tsar left
Push the tsar left
Push the tsar left
When time runs out, and it's gettin' dire
Who's gonna hold his feet to the fire?
Will you push the tsar left?
How you gonna push the tsar left?
Headin' up to the table with some reasonable asks
But your poker face is lookin' like theater masks
With a show of good faith, you show your whole hand
Now the enemy is suddenly your number one fan
You can eat your cake and diet too
So now you're really pushin'
More than is funny
Givin' Sisyphus a real run for his money
Tumble down, and back to the grind
Tie a string around your finger now and maybe you'll remind yourself
This cycle's awful for your health
Well, the revolution's coming soon
Awaiting permits from the oil tycoon
'Til then, push the tsar left
Push the tsar left
Push the tsar left
Push the tsar left
When pretty pleases are declined,
How do you plan to change his mind?
Can you push the tsar left?
How you gonna push the tsar left?
Push the tsar left
Thought you were gonna push the tsar left
You can push all day
You can push all night
You can bark up trees, but you got no bite
Time to get your pitchfork, raise it high
Incrementalism is a big fat lie
You can't push the tsar left
Push the tsar left
Push the tsar left