And the wise man say I dont want to hear your voice And the thin man say I dont want to hear your voice And theyre cursing me, and they wont let me be And theres nothing to say, and theres nothing to do
Stop whispering, start shouting Stop whispering, start shouting
And the mother say we spit on your son some more And the buildings say we spit on your face some more And the feeling is that theres something wrong Because I cant find the words and I cant find the songs
Stop whispering, start shouting Stop whispering, start shouting
Dear Sir, I have a complaint Cant remember what it is
It doesnt matter anyway It doesnt matter anyway
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