Stop whispering, start shouting
Stop whispering, start shouting
Stop whispering, start shouting
Can't remember what it is
And the buildings say, "We spit on your face some more"
Stop whispering, stop whispering
And my mother say, "We spit on your son some more"
Stop whispering, stop whispering
Doesn't matter anyway
And they're cursing me, and they won't let me be
'Cause I can't find the words, and I can't find the songs
Stop whispering, start shouting
Dear sir, I have a complaint
Dear sir, I have a complaint
And the feeling is that there's something wrong
Doesn't matter anyway
And there's nothing to say, and there's nothing to do