Dissenter And there is something to say For saying nothing Until you know what it is And understand it But it’s becoming a joke You’re saying nothing It’s like you know what it is But still deny it. And there is too much to face There are too many demands Take everything that you know And play it backwards Whether you like it or not Whether you’re for or against If you say nothing at all You’re saying please go ahead. And your silence will not buy you anonymity And your weakness won’t excuse it, your complicity. And nobody will forgive you, there is no defence When there's nothing left to live for It’s too late to dissent. Your time is almost over now (Over now, over now nothing left to talk about over now, over now over your pretty head and out.)