I knew to keep quiet was the crime of the time.
And if I did try it — It would be the death of my mind.
They said to be loved you must tow the party line.
But I can’t pretend so I left it behind.
So we spoke our mind.
And I’ll never find that I’m a lesser man for speaking my mind.
Popularity traded but at least I would speak
and my critics still wait for me to trip on the street.
When this world rains disaster why take a back seat.
We must move forward, let the meek remain weak.
So we spoke our mind.
And I’ll never find that I’m a lesser man for speaking my mind.