Stop whispering

And the wise man say I don't want to hear your voice And the thin man say I don't want to hear your voice And they're cursing me, and they won't let me be And there's nothing to say, and there's 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 there's something wrong Because I can't find the words and I can't find the songs Stop whispering, start shouting Stop whispering, start shouting Dear Sir, I have a complaint Can't remember what it is It doesn't matter anyway It doesn't matter anyway