They say we think too much, they try to shut us up. They wanna shut us down, they wanna turn us off. Do we pose a threat to your tight regime? Can you hear me now? If not I swear I’ll scream until you’re listening to the evidence. The hidden messages have been removed. Am I brave or am I stupid? Well colour-me-black and change my sex. Would you still like me then? Could I be president? Could I play this song without a heckle from your dirty mouth, your filthy tongue? Have I said too much for you to take? The truth always turns the bigots heads but you shy away. You’d like to stop the music but you haven’t got the remote control. Should she open up just because you want her to? Is it your right? Should she paint her face and wait on you? Does she look nice? The remote control is in my head and I’ll use it when I’m finished here. It’s time we tried to make a change so I’m telling you what I really think. Are you listening? I hope you are. Are you listening? I bet you’re not.
Lyrics submitted by delial