Reactionary

I know your kind

You oppose everything and everyone

You love to sit and criticize

Arm chair bravado, easier said than done

Not happy unless you're unhappy

You play the martyr game

You ain't got nothing

So we should have nothing

Your only pleasure is in someone else's pain

So the world owes you a living

While you sit back and dream

Of success you envy in others

You won't lift a finger

You're so reactionary

So reactionary

I know your kind

You resent authority

Argue til you're blue in the face

Won't let others state their case

(You talk)

You talk but you never listen

And then you wonder why people don't

See things the way that you do

But then, everyone's wrong and you're right

So the world owes you a living

While you sit back and dream

Of success you envy in others

You won't lift a finger

You're so reactionary

So reactionary