You were the type to keep things moving along
Things will collapse and they may be replaced
But it takes a push, standin' in the front lines
And it takes a push to make things happen

Though all along, there'll be reformist apologists
All so critical if we're not polite when we say,
"This isn't the life that I asked for,
But I'm ready to take what's mine"

And you could say that it wasn't enough
But we knew even then that it wasn't enough,
So what?

But could you say it don't matter,
How could you say it don't matter?
Should things tumble and shatter,
Would you scream any louder

Oh would you say it don't matter?
Even when you were sweet,
You were a bastard

Heed the call of a mass opinion
Join a culture of pacification,
You'll be grouped, classified, and dismissed
If that's easier

It's not the same thing as having a position
If it's not enough to sing a song like a firebrand,
Then what you need is a change and a spark
Not a letter of resignation, admitting defeat,

Denying the things you used to say,
When you were sweet

But you say it don't matter
How could you say it don't matter
That things tumble and shatter
Would you scream any louder

Or would you say it don't matter?
Even when you were sweet,
You were a bastard

Could you say it don't matter
That things tumble and shatter
Would you scream any louder

Even when you were sweet,
You were a bastard