ChaCha Revolution

[Intro: Acoustic guitar and bandoneon] (Whispered, intimate) When the world turns away From the truth you're trying to say Sometimes you gotta dance Through the pain [Verse 1] Wrote a book with my bleeding heart Animals and ethics torn apart Told just one soul what I had done First words cut like a loaded gun "Did you make money from your art?" That's where their shallow thinking starts Intelligence becomes a question mark When profit's all that lights their spark [Verse 2] Reached out to a broken spirit Homeless woman, couldn't hear it Community building was my call But depression built too high a wall Anxiety became her shield Cooperation wouldn't yield What can I say when hope won't heal? The system's made of rusted steel [Pre-Chorus: Mellow horns enter] (Building intensity) Every dawn I wake to find The same old nightmare in my mind Kicking at their stubborn ways Trying to break through the haze [Chorus: Full arrangement with cha cha percussion] (Passionate, expressive) We don't have the funds they claim We don't have the hands to blame Where did all our taxes go? They went dancing, don't you know Cha cha cha through our despair While the children's futures tear Apathy won't solve this game Someone's got to fan the flame [Inst] [Verse 3] Alpha-beti-sation dreams Linguist with ambitious schemes Reached out but found empty space No initiatives to embrace Mother tongues left to decay Children lost along the way Education's grand charade Leaves the future feeling frayed [Pre-Chorus: Bandoneon takes lead] (More urgent) Isolation's what they fear to name Throw the burden back, it's all the same Politics won't play their part Leave the healing to my heart [Chorus] (More intense, building) We don't have the funds they claim We don't have the hands to blame Where did all our taxes go? They went dancing, don't you know Cha cha cha through our despair While the children's futures tear Apathy won't solve this game Someone's got to fan the flame [Outro: Acoustic guitar solo with subtle percussion]