[Pre-Verse: Jimblah]
Who's gonna lead this fight
If the country's blinded
If the country's blind
And who's gonna question why?
Our country's blinded
Our country's blind

[Verse 1: Jimblah]
It's a fucking war cry
Reclaim what?
Super fly shit, Jetta, for real, we fucking fed up homie
Tell me what's good, "What's good homie?"
Schooled by a system that's ran by a bunch of crooks
Baby I'm the fucking president, king shit in my element
Nation on my back and homie I ain't break a sweat
A.U.S leadership, national embarrassment
Party up in Canberra with a bunch of fucking larrikins

[Hook 1: Thelma Plum]
Look at all the trouble that you've made
Holding up a mirror to what we're afraid of
Showing us a truth we can't escape
So we call it any other name

[Verse 2: Urthboy]
Cause you won't face the truth don't make it less true
And hide it with excuses that you claim offend you
Say you don't like the way number 37 threatened you
Swear to God you wounded by the spear he threw and his point of view
And who the fuck is he to make us question who we are?
And don't he know who makes the rules under these southern stars?
A dog is whistling, assassinate his character
And we ain't trying to hear none of his diplomatic charm
And how much history can we re-write while we caught up in the glare
From when he shone a light that shot up like a flair
The scoundrels that unite, denying that despair
Our darkest side is laid bare, and they dare to say
[Hook 1: Thelma Plum]
Look at all the trouble that you've made
Holding up a mirror to what we're afraid of
Showing us a truth we can't escape
So we call it any other name

[Hook 2: Thelma Plum & Jimblah]
At the end of the day, my heart's breaking again
I am so ashamed, I am so ashamed
You can try and deny but it's simple and plain
Everything must change
Everything must change

[Breakdown]
It's a fucking war cry
It's a fucking war cry
It's a fucking war cry

[Verse 3: Solo]
I can't make this any clearer, you lookin' for a problem
Say you're looking for an answer, well I think I've got it
See you refuse to see it, but let's be honest now
Both things are staring back out at you from the mirror
Let's lead these backwater lambs to the slaughter
Cause these the dying seconds of the final quarter
Eddie McGuire preaching to the coward's choir
Like that beach in the Shire, still our beds are on fire
See the cops in a picket line, an image from a different time
Still we clash with civil rights (something isn't right)
You can deny it all you like, you can hide behind pride
You can claim that white privilege is your God-given right
But don't be coming round here with all of that "I ain't a racist, but"
I'll make it plain and simple, I hope it's plain enough
Racist is as racist does
So if you're doing something racist, hate to break it you're a racist cuz
(Like OB said back in '03 "We need a shaking up")
[Bridge: Jimblah]
I done stood up to the whole damn crowd
Just to say it out loud
My name emblazed in gold
I done tore down the throne where they sat upon
Their Power is no more
On the hierarchy of the soil they claim unfair
And a law that is no one’s friend
I done stood up to the whole damn crowd
And I told them this:
Shit it's a fucking war cry

[Hook 2: Thelma Plum & Jimblah]
At the end of the day, my heart's breaking again
I am so ashamed, I am so ashamed
You can try and deny but it's simple and plain
Everything must change
Everything must change

[Outro: Thelma Plum, Jimblah, Solo]
This is my home
I know my place in this, and so I'm facing this
I know my place in this
I can't see any other way
I know my place in this, and so I'm facing this
This can't be known by any other name