5 acessos
We won't do it if we don't feel like
And we ought to disobey
We won't march to the drums you beat
Deaf forever you can play
We won't take the things you want us to
We won't play the puppet's part
You can't say the color we would dress
When the rainbow's our chart
Don't you think we will legitimize
Your betrayer nasty state
Anyone can lead us but you scum
May the folk recalcitrate