And the wise men say, "I don't want to hear your voice"   And the thin men 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 my 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   'Cause 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   Dear sir, I have a complaint   Can't remember what it is   Doesn't matter anyway   Doesn't matter anyway      Stop whispering, stop whispering   Stop whispering, stop whispering   Stop, stop