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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