I can feel it coming, something in the distance
When everyone is talking, nobody listens
Trouble in the water, breaking our resistance
But everyone was talking, everybody missed it
Shame
Shame on you
Why must we always glorify the violence?
Then wonder why our children grow up to be tyrants
Well you should have 'yes sir' tattooed on your eyelids
You should know that you are complicit in your silence
Shame
Shame on you