Far Too Canadian

I'm so content to stand in line,

Wait and see, pass the time,

Talk a streak, fall asleep,

Wake up late, whine and weep,

I kiss the hand that slaps me senseless,

I'm so accepting, I am so defenseless,

I am far too Canadian,

I am far too Canadian,

I pick the bones of what's been done,

And I'll lick them clean with a cautious tongue,

In dim lit rooms, I'll spill my guts,

I'm the revolution when the doors are shut,

I bite the hand that slaps me senseless,

But my patience it is. too relentless,

I am far too Canadian,

I am far too Canadian,

I am the face of my country,

Expressionless and small,

Weak at the knees, shaken badly,

Can't straighten up at all,

I watch the spine of my country,

Bend and break,

I'm in a sorry state,

I scratch the walls to mark the days,

With my coup-de-tete, I am locked away,

With mother Jones, pots of tea,

The kitchen poster, anarchy,

I never march in demonstration,

I hold my breath for arbitration,

I am far too Canadian,

I am far too Canadian,

I am the face of my country,

Expressionless and small,

Weak at the knees, shaken badly,

Can't straighten up at all,

I watch the spine of my country,

Bend and break,

I'm in a sorry state,

I am a sorry state,

Won't you welcome to the sorry state,

Weak at the knees, shaken badly,

Can't straighten up at all,

Can't straighten up at all,

Straighten up at all,

All.