Woke Blokes – Thelma Plum

I’m so sick of these woke blokes
Living their woke lives
Fucking their woke girls
Not like me
You’re not like me

He’s like, kill the boy down the road
Who hurt the girl real bad
Unless he is my friend
Or plays in my favorite band
He says change the date, you should be grateful
You’re only stirring the pot
Babe there’s only so much I can do
And your whingeing’s got to stop

But I don’t want to let it go
If I do, no one will know
How it feels to be alone
And I just want it to stop

I’m so sick of these woke blokes
Living their woke lives
Fucking their woke girls
Not like me
You’re not like me
I’m so sick of these woke blokes
Living their woke lives
Fucking their woke girls
Not like me
You’re not like me

He does yoga in the morning
And coke all afternoon
He wants to take me to Bali
Get me drunk on the full moon
His friends all start to panic
When #metoo makes the news
Yeah, it’s like a witch hunt
I really don’t share those views

But I don’t want to let it go
If I do no one will know
How it feels to be alone
And I just want it to stop

I’m so sick of these woke blokes
Living their woke lives
Fucking their woke girls
Not like me
You’re not like me
I’m so sick of these woke blokes
Living their woke lives
Fucking their woke girls
Not like me
You’re not like me
I’m so sick of these woke blokes
Living their woke lives
Fucking their woke girls
Not like me
You’re not like me
I’m so sick of these woke blokes
Living their woke lives
Fucking their woke girls, not like me
You’re not like me
You’re not like me